Rants of a professional drummer and recording engineer.
I enjoyed playing tonight. Enjoyed bashing the shit out of the skins… Tonight my bass player of 25 years, who’d moved away, was back in town. I haven’t seen him for 10 months, but we locked in like he’d never left and made some rock & roll. I had a great time, didn’t care much about the crowd (though it was decent)…
I miss my old bass player. The new girl doesn’t play like he does. She’s sort of wimpy and doesn’t know the tunes or have a decent tone…
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I'm a professional drummer, sound engineer and golf freak. Some thoughts that leak out of my cranium end up here. Some material here may not be suitable for children or idiots who don't have a sense of humor.
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