My Son, the Metronome

My son's school had a talent show today. There were class, and some individual or group performances.

Charlie did a drum bit with a friend. They used plastic buckets and a metal pot.

Once again, Charlie kept the beat, while his friend kind of just wailed on them. His ability to keep the beat while distracted, the two boys were on opposite sides of the row of buckets and pots playing at the same time, is bloody amazing.

His class presentation was a kind of "skeleton dance", with his class in black clothes with skeleton paper cutouts attached. The lights were turned off, and they were limned with black light, which was a nice effect for a few bucks of paper and cloth.

On the downside, another class did a dance number to the Villiage People's YMCA (Which is still going through my head Aieeeeeeee!!!!!)

They then had a slide show to Whitney Houston's Greatest Love of All, and since I didn't want to crack, and start chanting Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li, Tekeli-li, I left to return to work.