Join a band. Do it. Make it happen. Find some friends and get rolling. Don’t overthink it, darn it. Make it happen. It’s so much fun. I grew up playing music as part of a professional family band – as in 9-year-old drumming for full stage productions. It was a time in my life when my family was a bunch of skill practicing fools. Hours a day on instruments and development of various other abilities. I had drum lessons and organ lessons. I taught myself to play piano in college by sneaking into the school auditorium in the dark and fighting my way into a respectable relationship with bass clef day after day for a year or two. I played trumpet in my school bands. I sang in choir. I woke up in the night on a regular basis to my brother playing improvisational piano when he came home from nights out with friends or a date. Creativity was never stifled and always championed...