This past weekend, I received a rather unexpected, yet awesome early birthday present. One of my best friends (a fellow drummer & Berklee grad) is preparing to move from Boston to Seattle in a few weeks, and while packing up his house and getting ready for the big transition, he uncovered an ultra-amazing relic from the late 80’s: an autographed headshot of Pat Torpey, drummer for “supergroup”/one-hit wonder, Mr. Big. In one of the most unselfish acts in the history of mankind, he decided to bestow this lost gem upon me.
While I’m pretty bummed that one of my good friends is moving 3,000 miles away, I know that I’ll be reminded of him every time I look at this photo (which is now hanging in my studio). I will also be inspired to start wearing more leather jackets and nonchalantly sit with my drums, which will randomly be strewn outside of a warehouse.
Why is this photo so awesome? I’ll just let the video below do the explaining (the awesomeness kicks in at 3:52).
I know, I know. There’s been a serious lack of loop postings recently. This isn’t because I haven’t been keeping busy in the studio. In fact, it’s been quite the opposite. For the past month or so, I’ve been burning the midnight oil, cranking away at something so big, so revolutionary, that it needs its own URL. It’s a project that’s been a plan of mine for years and finally, technology has caught up to my vision, enabling me to pull it all off. More details to be released soon. Stay tuned.
And for whatever reason, I’ve recently found myself watching a lot of the trainwreck-on-tv known as “The Jersey Shore”. I can’t really tell you how or why I started to tune into this hugely entertaining yet morally, ethically, and intellectually inept MTV series (can I blame it on my wife?), but regardless, I find it fascinating. My favorite part of the show is when the cast goes out clubbing (which is apparently every night), the house music starts thumping, and the guys start fist pumping to the beat.
If you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you already know how I feel about dance music. Perhaps The Jersey Shore is starting to change my stance? Nah, it isn’t. But from watching some serious fist pumping on a weekly basis, I’ve been inspired to record another beat suitable for the Snooki in everyone.
Before using today’s loop, make sure you get juiced-up, hit the gym, spend at least 25 minutes in a tanning bed, put on your favorite Ed Hardy t-shirt, and apply at least 7 oz of hair product to your dome. My pumped-up house beats will take care of the rest.