In Which A New Drummer Appears, And Expresses Boredom
Let me tell you: I have suffered through some drummer issues. Whether it's having to come up with $1,100 in cash to bail one out on Christmas Eve (2013) or having one suffer a panic attack and literally run off the stage in the middle of a corporate gig (2011) or having one yell at me "Feeeeeeel the music, you stupid motherfucker, like it's a teenage girl's [REDACTED]!" during a show in front of a 1200-person audience, forgetting that his microphone was live (1998), drummers have always been a source of personal sorrow for me.
Once I realized that I was going to have a son, it seemed like a natural idea to put him in the drummer role, the same way that Eddie Van Halen and Larry Carlton made their kids play bass. John hasn't been interested in taking actual drum lessons, but he has a natural sense of time. So when he asked to do a "music video" I figured I'd give him a basic beat to play and see what happened. What happened, of course, is that he waited until my head was turned and commenced to goofing off. In this video, you'll see him play the drums about twelve different ways, knock one of the drums off the rack, and almost knock the rack itself over. Naturally, the minute I stop playing, he lays down a proper groove just to show me he can do it...
This video was supposed to be just for him (and me) but after watching his antics I thought I'd share it with all of you. I don't know what I would do without him, to be honest. I also can't even remember what I thought my purpose in life was before he was born. Doesn't matter how many bones I break or disappointments I suffer. As long as he's around, I'll be fine.
Equipment note: this is the Trussart Three Tone Ganja straight to my '65 Gibson Skylark, which was given to me by "Mrs. Y," my neighbor, in 1982, re-tubed by "Neon Dave" Everest in 2009, converted to three-prong by Ryan Lydon in 2011, and re-capped by David Harris in 2012.