There is something about certain noises that really trip my trigger. Sounds like drums,base, thunder, fireworks, shotguns, and the best ever being the low rumble of a Harley-Davidson. And if you give that bike a couple of blasts of gas while going through a tunnel, well, you just can’t get anything better than that, ever.
I can’t wait for my kid brother, Billy to get his new drum set. I never thought that he would ever venture out and replace the one that he has had all his life. We always knew he was going to be a drummer. Billy would loudly rock back and forth and bang his head in his crib, sometimes for hours before going to sleep and sometimes after he woke up. When Billy got his first real drum set, it was love at first sight. Billy lives to play the drums and has totally no interest in learning and/or playing any other musical instrument. It’s all about the drums!
So this new classic PDP drum at that he has been talking up should be arriving at his door sometime next week. I have a feeling that we are going to see and hear from him, less and less. I’ll give him some “alone time” with it before running over to hear and see it, which isn’t easy for me since I am one of his biggest fans. Always have been and always will be. In the mean time I’ll just have to go to the shooting range and practice my shooting with my 20 gauge shotgun to get my audio thrills.