When I was a child in the 80s, my parents told me about some guy in Sligo who registered a political party called the “All Night Party” and ran for election. He was also a drummer, and his name – Flukey Gorman – stuck with me.
30 years later I finally got to play with him.
Now I’m sure he won’t mind me saying that he’s not of an age where he would be regularly partying all night any more. But age brings wisdom.
When I saw the amount of room on the stage, I wondered where the drum kit was going to fit. Drummers are usually the first to a gig and the last to leave. Because they have to be. They have the most gear to set up and take down, and like to claim their space before someone else takes it.
Not Flukey though – he showed up just as the rest of the band were ready to go with 5 pint-sized drums and a woodblock.
The gig was for a decent-sized party, and I wondered would he be heard, but the drums he brought were pitched so that they would cut through the rest of the sound.
And he stood there for the duration of what was a fairly long gig, making the drums sing and making us swing, giving off energy of which a far younger man would have been proud.
We can all try to work smarter. It usually requires some thought and creativity.
But it’s also usually worth it.