Last night we had a friend come over who proceeded to give my son clarinet lessons. I thought this could be a good thing. As annoyingly shrill as the clarinet is it is a far cry from the beating of the DRUMS. Ok, so now he can play a few notes, and ok, now he starts to make a little music, however, the notes all seem to end in that shrill sound. When you also take into account he is trying (and I said trying) to play “Three Blind Mice” over and over again, I realized the DRUMS really weren’t that bad after all.