Most men are into sports, and cars, and drinking beer with their buddies. My husband is not most men... although he seldom turns down a good beer. He's into music. A lot of music. Often enough, it's his own music. He's a drummer, and among his most prized possessions is his kit which resides in a makeshift room in our basement. As I type, he's down there now, and I am living the Canadian dream: every move I make gets it's own drumroll.
He's been after me for a long time to take some shots of him playing and these are some testers I took to see how the lighting would work down there in such a small space. Turns out, I think we're going to be able to pull something off. Drumroll please!
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