We all need them. And most of us have them. I thought I didn’t. But I think I do. But first I’ll try and draw some outlines to what or not I think a hero is.
Not a daily chum
Not a family member
causes you to stretch
you unconsciously start imitating them
I put the first 2 in there because I think heroes always have a bit of mythical quality about them. And if you’re too close to them you’ll see for what they are; mistake riddled humans. So my heroes.
the first time I remember seeing him was playing drums. But he was actually a guitarist. Yes one of THOSE. It was the sudden lift in energy. Somebody else had been playing till then. Then he took over and all us little children in front got the shock of our lives. One cried but the rest of us were highly excited at this basic raw power.
And he kept appearing at various musical junctures of my life. I played drums for Joseph’s Coat once. He was the only adult who didn’t complain. But I guess he could spot more miscrashes and snare ups than anyone else.
Encouraging. Instructive. Full of praise after the gig.
Gigs with would often get delayed because he took ages to get us all sounding right. Such detail to sound. I couldn’t understand it. Why waste so much time on sound?
But he did and we all sounded much better than we normally would.
And he shared my birthday! Aw you don’t need more in a hero do you?
And he introduced me to…
Christian rock. Yes Jesus as well but in a different way. This was more direct.
‘Sunil this is Christian Rock. Christian Rock this is Sunil.’
At that time of my life it was a freeing moment. To know that Christendom had distortion was a step to truth.