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| Marine Musicians, July 1922 Music hath charms-but not always. That's why these two Marine Corps Bandsmen chose a quiet spot to tune up their instruments. (Source) |
When I stumbled upon that photo on Flickr, my first thought was, "How can you tell they're Marines?" Gotta be the haircuts, right?
Anyhoo, I had started an historical post for today, then realized that I wouldn't have time to do the sort of job the story deserves (an historical event from 1944 which our Polish correspondent Paweł suggested for a future post). Why don't I have the time? Well...
Remember when this happened? (My post about my purchase of an electronic drum kit back in September, for those who don't wish to clickee-clickee.) Well...
Seems that one can buy accessories for said kit, namely an extra crash cymbal (or splash as Our Own Tuna referred to it, as he plays the drums, I'll trust him on that, though these guys might differ, book on the kit calls it a crash, I call it a crash) and another tom. (Also called a Tom-Tom, a type of drum, not a cat, nor an aircraft, nor a Tuna.)
As there are a couple of songs where having two crash cymbals would be awesome, I decided to go for a second crash, though sore tempted to get the fourth tom, I talked myself out of it. Mostly due to the cash outlay that was in it. Though the tom was the cheaper of the options, I had my heart set on a second crash. So there ya go.
It's installed, though the first chance I get I need to do some re-arranging for better feel while playing. You know how we musicians are (even the crappy ones, like me).
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| Heh, finally got to |
This band, it's how I roll.
End Over End
Chris Shiflett, Taylor Hawkins, Nate Mendel & Dave Grohl
Burn all the candles out
Make a wish, but not aloud
Re-live the here and now
To see you now and then
I'm a revolving door
I've seen it all before
I will begin again
But I can't start until I've seen the end
I took a look around
I believe in hand me downs
The treasures that we found
When we were brand new
Now that we're old and worn
A little ripped and torn
One day we'll be re-born
One day I will meet you right back here
Once again
Wait
Stop me so I can begin
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
I'm feeling out of luck
Maybe I just feel too much
That old familiar touch
Will always sting my skin
The good in everyone
The ties we've left undone
The heart that moves your blood
All the things that bring me right back here
Once again
Wait
Stop me so I can begin
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
I'm circling
Hey
Once again
Wait
Stop me so I can begin
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
End over end
End over end
End over end
I'm circling
I'm circling
I'm circling
I'm circling
I'm circling
*Or a drum beat... YMMV
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