This is a long shot, but tell ya what, if you don't ask....
I've been a drummer for 10 years, played in big bands, small bands, function bands, original bands, elastic bands (just kidding) - you get the idea.
However, touring and whacking skins (oi, no dirty thoughts) has waned slightly, but my passion for being in the air hasn't.
As a lowly musician, finding a pot to **** in is quite a challenge, so in the interests of reverting to a pre-currency skills trade.....who wants to take me flying in return for learning to play the drums?
Failing that, sod the drums and ill just pay for your fuel and your landing fees.
Go on....You know it's more fun to take in the landscape with two pairs of eyes, even if one of them is a mentally deranged drummer.
(Disclaimer: I promise that I am in no way mentally deranged)
I'm just north of Harpenden, possibly moving to Welwyn Garden City shortly.
If you want a potted history, used to play for Touchstone, then Knights Of The Realm. Headlined most of the top London venues (not the big ones though) - My kit is mostly in storage but happy to give some tips tricks and a few lessons in return for some time in the air.
Sadly I've only a single seater but you ever fancy standing around somewhere, drinking coffee and perving people and aeroplanes I'm in. Failing that Mono, Hatzflyer and a few others have hinted at dropping in to Nuthampstead when I finally get the Fury going in a month or two.
Does beg the question though - if your aeroplane was a percussion instrument, what sort would it be?
Monocock, I'd guess, would be flying a set of clapperless cow-bells in 9/8 time, with a bit of funky high-hat thrown in.
If I didn't know better, I'd have Keef down as a tambourine die-hard - but I'd know better than to say so (and for those who would assert that the tambourine isn't a percussion instrument, try being punched in the face with one - it hurts)
Old Pilot, obviously, would be flying a synth drumkit pitched three times higher than most of us would consider safe, or indeed legal.
Me, I'm happy with a classic Russian soviet-bloc-rock kit - the harder you hit it, the better it sounds.
I'm here at the field....I fight for my meals...I get my Yak into my living......