I got a drum kit with
paper heads when I was five. I put on the
only 45rpm that I had
(B-side of Happy Days...Cruzin' with the Fonz)
and it had a great tom sound. I learned that song
front to back! Then I was introduced to KISS ALIVE!
I got some members together and we played the whole
double album (with the record of course) live in
full dress and make-up. The drum riser was a picnic
table, and we had a girl throw pancake mix into fans
to provide smoke. I ended up breaking the S**T out
of them. Then my family moved and I had to find
drums to play again. When the movers unpacked my
room, all that was left were empty boxes. Whoa! A
drum kit for free! I learned every song I could.
Then I finally bought a real kit...started a
band...and the rest...well?
What's The
Point?
I try to make the
loudest
rhythm, while trying to break every drum
head, both my sticks, and crack all my fucking cymbals
during every song...for you!!!
(Not in
any particular order)
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