Seems everybody's been in a band
anybody who's been a teenager in the late-eighties and the nineties
when disco was overran by rock-alternative
and rental studios plaguing the metro
Learned band music in mid-eighties
Genesis and Rush
bought my first record on tape
Bon Jovi and Def Leppard
loving the raw
Tesla, Soundgarden, Metallica
settled on the deep
Korn, 311
flirting with the counterpart
Michelle Branch
Drummer, that's the closest I got.
Electric guitar, I think, is one instrument with the coolest appearance
bought an accoustic one but failed on practice: no mentor and my fingers failed.
Electric bass and keyboard, I wanna reach them.
A drum set (and a place to play it without waking the neighbor) is my dream.
Never worked a real band, though I've played a gig once.
Never found enough of the same vision.
Once again, I was just the stupid drummer who followed the leading guitar.
Sometimes, I play a song or a whole gig in my head and with sony in my ears.
Sometimes, without sony, I make my own songs.
I can really play in my head, assisted with my muted mouth.
Another dream, to be able to compose those head-songs into real ones.
Maybe a band, or teach myself to compose it all.
These days
sony mp3 network walkman, practice drum kit, and electric bass
are my wildest affordable-dreams...
I'm thirty-something now, so why keeping these teenage-dream? As long as it kept positive, not as a wild unreal-fantasy, a dream can shed some light to this pale mid-life reality.
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