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A bit like William Shatners version of Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds
Once upon a time, whilst tripping, some friends and I 'covered' that. We didn't have a mic so we used some headphones plugged into an input on a dj mixer with gain cranked up (this works if you shout into them as they are basically a dynamic mic), i 'played' the drum pads on my drum machine and my gf at the time played the tune on my korg poly 800.
It sounded just as bad as the description suggests. Fortunately the recording hasn't survived for posterity.
While you're waiting, read the free novel we sent you. It's a Spanish story about a guy named 'Manual.'
In my lsat gig there were four other guys who played the drums, some in bands. It was a ******* nightmare, trying to hear yourself think when they all started tap tap tapping away at the desk. One of them would sit there making noises like a cricket with his mouth while stamping away on the floor. I'm pretty sure he was mentally ill, and I wasn't far behind after a few months of listening to that for 7 or 8 hours a day.
While you're waiting, read the free novel we sent you. It's a Spanish story about a guy named 'Manual.'
In my lsat gig there were four other guys who played the drums, some in bands. It was a ******* nightmare, trying to hear yourself think when they all started tap tap tapping away at the desk. One of them would sit there making noises like a cricket with his mouth while stamping away on the floor. I'm pretty sure he was mentally ill, and I wasn't far behind after a few months of listening to that for 7 or 8 hours a day.
Whilst I hope I am not mad playing the drums for long enough will turn your mind into constant rudiments, It is a feckin curse. You constantly work over beats in your head.
Thing is about drums there is no holding back, every limb is asked to be involved and expected to produce notes, there is not some fly dodge you can get away with.
When you get good you are capable of hitting, maybe, 6 things a second, when you get really good you hit 6 things every 4 bars.
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