First day back in the routine after two week vacation. Finished the volunteer chores, came home, had a little nap and then walked over to the percussion jam in the park.
It takes patience and flexibility to let the whole thing happen. Maybe a nucleus of 25 drummers, and then another 15-20 who come and go, sometimes active, sometimes not. And then 200-300 people standing or seated around, and people dancing, as well.
Sometimes there are hostilities from people who are too drunk, or too fucked up with powders and pills, etc. You have to have a wide latitude, but you do not want the thing to become a magnet for aggressive people.
Today one incident happened and was resolved swiftly and easily. The interveneners were supergood listeners and calmly convinced the blowhard to find another place to go. I was impressed.
All the races, colours, cultures, ages, sizes, shapes, sexes, flavours, all mixed together. It is the exact opposite of war. |