Oct 16, 2007 15:43
You know, most people fantasize about the car they want, the raise they feel they deserve, or the girl/boy of their dreams. Me being human (or so they tell me), I fantasize about these things as well. But no other fantasy will ever replace the fantasy of seeing people onstage with various amounts of electronic devices, especially circular ones, made from molded plastic with a rubber top...triggered by a stick.
Mmmmmmmm drum pads...FUCK! Now I gotta go change my pants...
I love electronic drums. I love synths. Anybody who knows me knows this. Hell, I have been annoying people about these two subjects for well over a decade. If a girl were to love me enough to buy me a synthesizer, Lord knows the heavenly and sexual praise this girl could get. If a guy were to buy me a synth...well...I guess I could go gay on him for a few minutes...
Words like moog, ARP, Oberheim, Linn LM-1, Roland TR-808, and other things of the sort could very well be pornography to me. Just looking at photos of these things just do it for me. So I guess I could be seen either a a technophile or audiophile. Screw it, I am just a synth/drum machine nymphomaniac.
I wanna riff on those keys. I wanna twist those fuckin' knobs. I wanna molest the sliders. I wanna rub my perverted fingers all over the pitch and mod wheels. I wanna "whiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeooooowww!" to blast from the audio cord.
I WANNA FUCK A DRUM MACHINE
BmmmpPnnnnchBmmpBmmpPnnnnnchDiDiDooPnnnnnchBmmpShhhShhShhKAA!
What the fuck y'all know about that LM-1? NOTHING!
BUY ME GIFTS, BITCHES!