One band, one sound, one more time.
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Last published Fri, Jul 15, 2016
Hi, my name is Alex. I'm 16 about to be 17 years old, I am a musician. To be more specific I am a drummer. Not a percussionist just a drummer. You may ask what the difference. Well it's like how some people like ketchup but not tomatoes. It's made out of the same thing just tomatoes are disgusting. Hey but if you like those things, (tomatoes not percussionist, even though percussionist are okay)I'm not here to yuck your yum. Another thing about me is I'm transgender. Yup, so that means I was born a girl but mentally I am a boy. And soon physically too . I've been taking t or testosterone for about 1 month. But besides that I'm your average teenager. Anyway, I've been drumming since about the time I was 8 so eight years down. I'm in love with drumming it's my passion, it's my everything.
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