So I got to spend the day at EMP with 80 second graders. In case you've never heard of EMP, aka Experience Music Project, it's a rock 'n roll museum that was begun as a way to celebrate Jimi Hendrix and his roots in Seattle. Mr. Goodkarma (guitar extraordinaire) and I are members, natch.
The kids were hilarious. Of course they loved the Sound Lab, where you can basically take mini guitar/drum/bass/keyboard lessons with instruments that are attached to computers that walk you through the chords, etc.
They didn't quite get why Jimi wore those crazy clothes, and "Why did he smash up his guitars??" (Little photo here is a remnant of one of his hand-painted guitars.) But they did have a rockin' good time. If you ever find yourself in my home town, you must visit EMP.
Another thing you must do if you ever find yourself in my home town (or anywhere in the Pacific Northwest for that matter) is go to one of my bro-in-law's gigs. He's becoming quite a rock star in our city and has recently signed a big record deal. All the drums you hear in those songs (I like Montreal best) are real, played by Kevin himself. He used to call himself The Human Drum Machine. He's fast, fast, fast.