OK, it's TMI (too much information) time. I've been a drummer since age six when for my birthday my mother gave me the option of a bike or a drum set. I chose the drums and drove her (and the neighbors, and the neighbors' neighbors) crazy with the noise for more than a decade. I played in concert band, jazz band, orchestra and snare in the marching band. I was what you could call a "band geek," and I didn't care. I loved every minute of it. While some may not realize it, being in the band is akin to a team sport. Everyone has a roll to play and if one person misses a beat, drops a note or (in marching band) heaven forbid, takes a wrong turn, everything is thrown off-kilter. On the flip side, when everything goes right, when everyone is in tune and timing is perfect, something magical happens.