I bought this old drum kit (well, bass drum, floor tom, tom, ride cymbal) for £50 from this closing-down costume shop in the Northern Quarter yesterday- it sounds so lovely and is all rusted and dusty despite having never really been played (you may have seen it in a theatre production called ´John, Paul, Bert & Ringo´ apparently). But anyway beforehand I´d been in, like, a proper instrument shop and all, looking round the drums and stuff (because this bass drum didn´t have a pedal, was why), and it just got me thinking how crappy in comparison all these really expensive real-shop instruments sound. I mean I can´t actually ´play´ drums but the people who can really ´play´ their instruments and hang round these music shops... maybe they´re just so totally missing out?
weird story
please write another chapter
The next chapter
involves me being accosted by a man in Deansgate who mistakes me for his missing (presumed dead) son, seeing the same elderly gent (different to the dead son man) in a flat cap constantly around the centre of Withington and Manchester and assuming it an omen of my own bad luck or (god forbid) (non-username) death, then going on the Frank Sidebottom Magical Timperley Tour.
Sounds like "The Hitchhiker"
an old mercury theatre radio drama where a guy is driving across America from N.Y.C. to LA and keeps seeing this ominous hitchhiker (the first sighting took place in pouring rain on the Brooklyn Bridge) all the way across the country and it starts to really make him crazy till finally he decides to call his Mom to help him calm down. He pulls over to a phone booth and calls her but she say he can't be her son cause he died in a car crash on the Brooklyn Bridge three day ago. I guess presumably the "hitchhiker" was a death angel come to take him home.
:D
Thats well creepy. Actually genuinely, I´ll probably never forget that story now. Hitchhikers generally = dangerous, even if just as psychological phenomena.
I know a guy who hitched from Boston to Montana
He had to pull a gun on some guy that picked him up on the New Jersey Turnpike and tried to force sex upon him. My friend was so angry that he decided to just rob him to boot, took his keys thumbed another ride and left the would be rapist on the turnpike. Then in Kansas he got picked up by a fourteen year-old farm girl who had stolen her parents cadillac and run away from home. In South Dakota they (my friend and the girl) pulled over for the night and slept in the car. Somehow they locked the keys in the trunk and my friend decided to shoot the lock (hollywood style) but the bullets were old and the slug just stuck in the key hole only slightly embedding itself. They tore the backseat out to to finally get at the keys. When they got to Montana he talked her into calling her parents and returning to Kansas- I saw the bullet sticking out of the keyhole. I laughed my ass off cause this guy was a freaking english teacher from Boston and the last guy you'd ever expect to hear a tale like that from.
and the light it...
burns your skin...
cucumber sandwiches
and walks in the park
hang on
if you cant PLAY drums, a) why did you buy a drum kit? and b) how do you know that shop instruments sound comparatively crap?
a) Because it sounded so nice
b) Because I saw the drums in that shop and have experience of them anyway from owning my own (crappy) kit at home and playing the (good) kits of drummer friends I´ve had from bands and such.
im still confused
as to why you have had so much experience of the drums, yet you are still unable to play?!
i dont want to piss on this too much, it does sound like an interesting find!
Haha
Oh well no I mean I know my way around a drumkit, I just don´t consider myself a ´player of the drums´ per se. I dunno. I think I would be seriously overestimating my actual ability if I did. Then again me and a few friends (and one ex-lover, people- get me) have just started a band in which I certainly intend to play these drums so hey, I´ll probably be Ben from Cats In Paris in no time.
youre apostrophes are fucking weird, dude
(that was intentional, before you guys
go ape-shit)
Oh I know
I have linux on this laptop, and its all odd. Get used to it though, because this is pretty much the operating system for me now- doesn´t crash constantly while I´m trying to load it, for example.
i know what you're getting at...
there is this mentality that kit has to be ultra smart/clean sounding, whereas a bit of grit and character can be far more interesting and exciting. it's all about the balance between.
i have a lovely new mustang reissue guitar that sounds great and plays great, but i more often get inspired by a crappy old japanese tiesco that i have. just being able to bash about with something so old and with so much character tends to inspire me to write better music, even if the pickups are useless for recording.
speaking of drum kits
how do those tiny kids ones sound? thinking of getting one.
like this one
http://www.musicroom.com/se/ID_No/0438637/details.html
but preferably cheaper.
Oh, good!
Some friends of mine once did a demo with one. Sounded WAY better than their version with a proper kit, so I´d say you´re looking in the right place!
sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet
ill look about
So totally
See, that drum kit you bought has personality. It has lived.
http://www.cabrillo.edu/~mstrunk/mikes_slingerlands.jpg
*looks wistfully out of window*