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Dug the Drummer
My heart is pounding. The bar is packed. My hands are so sweaty that I can barely grip the sticks. It’s just me and the guys against a whole crowd of drunkards. It doesn’t feel like a calling, but it sure as hell doesn’t feel like a life I chose. I fell backwards into drumming. It’s all I’ve ever known.