Growing up, I was never the best hockey player, or the tallest kid, or the fastest runner.
But I was great at playing the drums.
My love for drumming started way back in kindergarten, when my teacher brought out a bunch of musical instruments for us to play. I picked the set of toy drums and remember feeling instantly hooked. My teachers encouraged me to keep playing throughout elementary school, and in Grade 7, a music teacher came to our school and wanted to start a concert band. So I played the drums with our school band, and when I was about 16 years-old, I started playing more jazz music. I also started going to a lot more concerts.
The first band I ever saw live was Chilliwack, and I remember Brian MacLeod doing his thing on the guitar and it was great – but I was always fascinated with the guy in the back playing the drums.
Throughout my late teens and early 20s, when I was home for the summer, I would play drums with some local bands around Newfoundland. In 1990, I also had a very brief two-day stint as a technician for A Flock of Seagulls. I helped set up their drums for their shows, and it’s the closest I ever got to becoming a rockstar!
But as the years went on and I was busy establishing my career, time became scarcer, and I eventually stopped drumming. In hindsight, I wish I had made it more of a priority to find the time to play.