Get it On - Bang a Drum - Get it On...
I've stopped wondering what this urging is.. :
I have to beat on my drum for hours on end, even when alone, and sometimes I just stop; panting, sweating, exhilarated and think "WTF? Why am I doing
(Um, maybe cos it induces panting, sweating & exhilaration? *doink*)
Well I could say that drumming is in my blood. After all my dad was a drummer in Scotland where he was born n raised. He drummed for a marching band.
Then my lil brother Paul is a drummer but I think his fire has long burned down. He was a 'trap' drummer, y'know full drum set stylee. Not me. Too synthetic or sumpthin'.
I need drums carved from a tree with a goatskin head (or cowhide if it's a dun.)
Funny tho', co's I don't advocate killing animals OR trees but for me, it's connecting to that primitiveness that's essential and that's not going to happen with a SNARE drum, gah.
Sat eve on Vashon was awesome.
The very BEST W.Afr. drummers in Seattle were there and Tyler too, just back from Africa.
When this guy plays you really don't know where he stops and the drum starts cos it's ALL ONE baby - it's like another appendage or sumpthin - soooo cool. And he doesn't try to hide his emotions while playing. I HATE
that! He twists and contorts his face and SMILES and LAUGHS and embodies the JOY that drumming brings out.
I'm taking him on as a teacher and I feel like my drumming will just go through the ROOF now.
God, my heart's racing & I'm shaking just thinking about it....