More Girly Stuff

Well, tonight it was Pink, Who Knew.

I've never been a huge fan of hers... she has seemed just a little too much in the past, with the tough-girl image and the whole "I'm a pop star who's not a pop star" thing, but I was in the mood to play this one tonight, and it just hauled. The verses are a bit plain and the bridge is actually disturbingly weak, but that chorus....

Wow.

And especially in the last one when she kicks it up a notch and goes high... I got outvoted for whether or not this tune suits having male backing vocals, but I'm just going to have to push the mic aside and sing my heart out - there's no way to let that chorus go by on its own. And really - I couldn't care less if no one else can hear me.

And it makes me just ache to play my acoustic kit... to have those high hats open and creating this wall of sound, huge and resonant... the kick drum feeling like a punch in the stomach... my piccolo snare ringing out and cutting through the rest of the music like a bell... wow, I miss it.

I'm not a guy who's really prone to aggression I don't usually like loud noises. But there is something about laying into a snare drum until it feels like it's going to rip your face off that just can't be compared to anything else. If you ever get the chance, I highly suggest that you try it. Of course, not everyone may have the same reaction I do to it, but who knows? Maybe you will.