Warasa Garifuna Drum School

Month: September 2011

  • Even if she’s green, she’s still your auntie

    A few months ago, Ray and I were at his uncle’s house watching (me) and helping (Ray) make a drum.  I was perched on the edge of another future drum.  Ray’s dad Mario was also there.  Everyone was taking a few minutes rest from the hot Belizean sun.  A little boy came running into the…

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  • The Never-Ending Story

    After a few months of listening to Ray and his family play drums almost every weekend, I still knew very little about Garifuna drumming and music.  One night Ray’s dad, Mario, carried a tape recorder to the bar, and I was given the job of recording them play.  On playing it back, Mario asked me…

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  • Living life to the beat of my own drum: beginnings

    When I left Scotland on my first long-term overseas adventure, my good friend Linda wrote me a goodbye and good luck card which I have carried with me ever since. In amongst many lovely things she wrote, she said I “live life to the beat of my own drum”. I wonder if she’s an unwitting…

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