My 4-year-old son has started to spontaneously perform “rock and roll” in the living room, enthusiastically improvising lyrics and white hot licks on a rotating cycle of instruments from the toy box. His rock shows are punctuated by muppet-like shouts of “ROCK AND ROLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!” That’s right buddy. It’s a rush. I’m not a kid anymore, but I know how he feels.
It’s a thrill converting all of that energy into music and movement while sensitively navigating between the tensile pull of restraint and the avalanche where you pull out all the stops.
Check out this hamster putting on a show. It’s nice to have all the vocabulary when you’ve really got something to say…