The temptation is there for all musicians to make: The Prodigy!!
I like any other musician have felt that goose step on my grave more than once. Having an apt little boy for a son helps it more, but I've come to grasp his great grandma's perspective: let kids be kids, babies be babies, adults be adults...
It first struck when he picked up a ukulele at 10 months and played it adeptly for a minute and a half, and then ran off. He didn't really pick it up again for months. And then shortly after he grew interested, he stood on my Aunt's childhood baritone ukulele and it cracked. Though I'm sure it was an endurance experiment that proved he was too heavy, we took away the guitars till he was a little older.
But, lately, he's been asking me to play for him and recognizing songs where I'm singing. He even asks Adriana to pick up her old purple bass and play as he tests out a small egg shaker.
Family Band?
James used to want to get up on stage with you as well. Whether Music band act 2?
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