My earliest memories as they pertain to percussion and drums involve going to my Dad’s rehearsal sessions with his old band, Trial By Life, in my hometown of Battle Creek, Michigan. I had zero understanding of drumming at the time, but the aggressive ambience that spilled from his guitarist’s garage, my grandmother’s basement, and the stage floor at Planet Rock no doubt instilled in me a subconscious learning curve that taught me what a “sick groove” sounds like. I’d been going to TBL shows for as long as I could remember, usually front row, most often paying attention to what…


When I was around 14, I began developing some serious anger issues. I had my thoughts as to where my rage was coming from, as I hadn’t exactly been living the “teen dream” at that point in my life, but didn’t consider it anything unnatural. I’d spent most of my childhood living in relatively poor neighborhoods, and was no stranger to the everyday hallway fist fight, ill-tempered teachers at school, or household dysfunction (both in my own home and at my friends’). Yelling, arguing, fighting and name-calling were all things that I just considered to be a normal part of…


Today, you have an 8 a.m. lecture, followed by a lab assignment, a history exam, and a band rehearsal. Then you have a five-hour-long shift at work before getting to your homework tonight, and somewhere in there, it’d really be nice to get in a workout and maybe go to lunch with that new friend of yours. You have 24 hours (16 if you account for 8 hours of sleep), a lack of motivation, crippling anxiety and a bad temper. …

Stewart Ricker

Colorado State University journalism major; music minor. Music and mental health are my domain.

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