A pair of drumsticks
You don't need a kit. A cushion, a table and a bit of patience from whoever else is in the house will do.
Pop-ups
Meet people where they already are
Next pop-up
[VENUE TBC], Nambucca Heads, from the afternoon into the evening.
Everyone welcome. Nothing to bring.
Dates go up here as soon as they're locked in. If you'd rather be told, leave your name and we'll let you know.
A pop-up removes the usual barriers — cost, confidence, and unfamiliar buildings. We set up in public, visible, everyday spaces, so that showing up takes nothing more than walking over.
Why pop-ups
You don't need experience, talent, or a plan. Curiosity is enough.
Music is older than language, and nobody had to qualify for it. Long before anyone wrote a word down, people were already singing their way across country — different corners of the world, entirely different reasons for making sound, and the same discovery arrived at again and again.
You're holding a small piece of a very old, very large thing.
Come to a pop-up and leave with something in your hands. The hard part isn't the afternoon you spend playing — it's the next morning, when there's nothing in the house to pick up.
You don't need a kit. A cushion, a table and a bit of patience from whoever else is in the house will do.
For words, for chord shapes, for the thing you thought of on the way home and would otherwise have lost.
Enough to get going on your own, and a check-off tracker on the back page for logging a bit of music each day.
Turn up to a pop-up. That's the whole process. There's no form, no cost, and nothing to qualify for — packs go to whoever's there and wants one, while they last.
A street, a hall, a market stall, a school yard, a shelter, a driveway. If you know a place where people already gather, tell us about it.