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Write about a drummer going to a holiday party for musicians.

Posted in Holiday on Mar 27, 2021

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“The Little Drummer Boy” by John Steckley

Before the Christmas PartyI don’t usually go to these all-musician gigs. They’re usually boring, people talking about the same old things. How close they once came to fame. How many famous musicians they have met. That kind of thing. And you usually don’t see many drummers at these kinds of gigs, either. There are far too many drummer jokes, and we kind of feel picked on when we are outnumbered. “What do you call a drummer who breaks up with his girlfriend? Homeless.” “...

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“Maliciously Musical” by Asteria Rose

From the moment I walked in the ballroom, I knew I was in the wrong place. This place was filled with know-it-all’s and the spoiled sons of rich businessmen. The halls were filled to the brim with holiday treats, alcohol (wait, wasn’t this party for minors?) and fancy, golden decorations that lined the walls in over-the-top Christmas cheer. Even more unfortunately than the fact that I stuck out like a sore thumb, was th...

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“Party of Icons” by Keith B.

“Is Leslie in there?” “No, she said she’s running late.” “Not surprise.” “You want to go in now?” “Not really. There’s plenty of cars here.” “Yeah, but how many are here for our party?” Alonzo questions. “True. I don’t understand why they decided to use a hotel. Club would’ve been better.” “Yeah, but that was Mr. Rose decision.” “You called it our party.”<...

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“DOWN BEAT” by Andrew Grell

DOWN BEAT By Andrew Grell “Tell me again why my baby shower is at Don’t Tell Momma,” a very pregnant—37 and a half weeks— Lisa Carpenter ordered her husband, Clave. “I was looking forward to having it in the gazebo at my grandparents place. But. You know. Sadly.” Clave wiped away a tear from his beloved’s eye, shed because of the plague death of Grandma Rose, her favorite relative. “M...

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“Little Drummer Boy” by Ruth Major

The world is full of music, if you will just listen. Me and my drum just make that music more obvious. I take it everywhere, strapped to my neck. Bad dum dum, ba dum ba dum. I play listening to the sounds of the street. My family got music in the blood, I am Eddie Garfunkle and yes I am related to the one of Simon and Garfunkle. I always play my drum, when things are quiet. There's a pause and there is my drum. Some peop...

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“For The Night” by Josephine Aquio

For the Night It was a warm night. James peeled his eyes away from the bathroom window where he could see the night sky donned with flickering little stars and a huge moon that reminded him the night was still young. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw the indecision in his eyes. He felt too old to go out and socialize with millenials tonight, yet h...

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“The Band of Unknown Dreams” by Lily Harrison

It was the middle of summer in Mexico City, and Seamus was in his garage cooling off after a crazy game of volleyball with his friends. He and his brother, Callum, lost against a couple of athletic guys Seamus became friends with on a trip with his colleagues to Russia. His friends’ names were Harald and Gerard. They all worked together in a small men’s retail store called Mateo’s. I know all of these guys’ names are qui...

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“I'm Just a High School Student” by David Dicaire

I’m Just a High School Student Patty Johnson was incredibly nervous. She twirled a drum stick as she walked down the sidewalk. There was a spare one in the back left pocket. “I can do this. I can really do this.” A woman pushing a stroller looked at her funny and Patty just kept walking. The big house on the corner was where all the musicians hung out.  Most of th...

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“Beat Stops!” by Colin Devonshire

“Your seat, sir,” the air hostess cleaned some imaginary dust from its cushion. The passenger looked around before answering, “Thanks, I’d like to sleep, so no interruptions.” His crumpled Daily Mail hit the floor. The headline glared up at him, ‘Guitarist - Dead’. “I know you,” wailed a girl sliding into a seat nearby. Mr Giles Goodly tutted and glared...

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“Sticks and Stones” by Joe Swanson

Sticks and Stones “What do you call that?” “What do I call what?” “That thing you have there. What is that?” I get that all the time. People tend to pay attention to only the things that bite at them or threaten too. It’s as if they can’t see what’s in front of them because they choose not to. I get it. Living in a time when one wrong step can get you killed, or worse, whishing you ha...

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“ISAAC THE TWELFTH DRUMMER DRUMMING” by Kevin Rigney

December 19, 2020, was fast approaching. Isaac and Jacqline were busy with their first holiday party -- grocery shopping, libations for the homemade bar consisting of 2 large wine barrels and a huge polished granite countertop layed across, decorations, and ensuring the necessary sanitization measures were taken into account, as our story finds us in the middle of an advanced pandemic, one the likes no one saw coming in 2020."Isaac, did you remember to order some additional masks, just in case some guests don't bring one...

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“A CHRISTMAS TO REMEMBER” by Mind's Pen

  The sound of my drumming feel the whole house though am not a good singer but I no good songs when I hear them and I could play drums to them. The sound of good drums seems to always find it way into my heart and soul to give me a good feeling. Eventhough the sound of my drumming feel so sweet within me right now but it is just sounding like rain trodden clay mould to people hearing it because my drums are really old which makes the sweet sound I feel in my heart messed up in people's hear.I remem...

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“Winter Knights” by Auncle Charlie

 “Heyla Queerdo, where the hell have you been? We missed you.” Jake Rollins turned to see their friend Kris a beaming smile on his still youthful looking and handsome face, though he was now pushing towards 50 much like Jake. “Heyla Vampiro, taken over the World of Darkness yet?” Kris just laughed “Next Tuesday. Seriously man, missed you, plus there was a pretty sweet gig we could’ve used your mad drummer skillz on.” Jake sighed “Yeah, sorry about that man, there was a bunch of family issues a few months ago. I just needed to get awa...

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“The Big Drummer Boy” by Leslie Flemons

(A/N: The main character is a tall, black man.)I hung up a green balloon and climbed down the ladder. “How many invitations did you send out again?” I asked Christian who just finished frosting the last cupcake.“About fifty or so.”“Fifty? Isn’t that a bit much for a Christmas party?”“No. I don’t think so.”I ensured to keep the napkins folded into perfect squares. “I just love these parties you’re throwing, man.” Every year, Chris would have local musicians gathered around to celebrate the best...

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“THE LITTLE OLD DRUMMER BOY” by Claire Tennant

Christmas time in Australia is unpredictable. It is rarely cold, sometimes wet, often boiling, and what was grass is dry as dust even in the city. The heat is sometimes dry and comfortable, but it is often humid and one of those things you tolerate; the weather patterns play havoc with hay fever, asthma and temperaments. Troy did not know any other kind of Christmas. He had been in two minds whether or no...

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