Drums
Seriously. Have you ever listened to the drums?
The ancient sound of war. Going BOOM, loud in your ears, pounding in your heart. Often times I find myself at a rock concert disconnecting from the music, only to listen to the distant echo of their rhythm. One-two, one-two, and through and through ..
Guitars are overrated. I can bet guitars stay up all night discussing philosophy, there’s no doubt about it. They’re cute and they can make one fly. See Gary Moore‘s track .. makes you fly over unknown places. You feel like the player is losing it, and then he comes back giving you more of the sweet sound. Or maybe For the love of God. This. This will leave your soul in shambles, trembling, shivering, asking for more.
And yet ..
Sometimes it’s all muffled. Somewhere in the background, while the loud drum echoes in your brain. You wouldn’t need guitars in this track. More than 9 minutes could pass and no one could care less is the fucking guitar noise is present. It’s just a disturbance to the majestic road of the drum.
Try to listen to Back in Black without guitars. Tune them out. Ignore that stupid voice which sounds like the singer being run over by a truck. Filter our the loud hissing, let only the rhythm play. Simple. Powerful. Just like with Unforgiven. This time the guitar is tame. Cool, calm. Gets the message through. And yet, it’d be nothing without the distant pounding from the bass drum. The track is literally filled with a creamy bass line, both from the drums and bass guitar.
That’s why one loves the rock. That’s why one hates house. War and rebellion versus mindless unnatural and weak sounds. A keyboard cannot and will not ever replace the real deal.
And that’s why I salute you.