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the other day i was having a conversation with ben about drums and such. we were talking about different techniques and how we line things up and all this irrelevant stuff. (like he kept referring to pocket beats and all this different stuff and i was just thinking WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT) it was sort of funny attempting to explain to him how i'm going for the most minimal sound i can muster on most occasions. this is not to talk down on ben, of course. he loves that kind of technical stuff and metal or whatever they call what he plays nowadays is all about being a good musician and such. after the conversation, though, i couldn't help but step back and think about the fact that i don't care about that sort of stuff. at this point, music is about something different than a sweet drum fill. probably always has been. i suppose it's just ironic because ben and i met probably thinking we were both from the "same camp" and that's just not the case.
sophomore year is quickly closing up here, and, yeah, geez. i don't really know what to say. oh yeah! now i know...i'm moving into my own room in 2 weeks. and it will be orange. something gives me the feeling this could be one of the last nerdified posts ever. i could be wrong, though. and HEY, life goes on.
sophomore year is quickly closing up here, and, yeah, geez. i don't really know what to say. oh yeah! now i know...i'm moving into my own room in 2 weeks. and it will be orange. something gives me the feeling this could be one of the last nerdified posts ever. i could be wrong, though. and HEY, life goes on.