A Tribute to Krishna's drumkit...

On 3^rd May 2007, Krishna showed up his drumkit at my house cause we were supposed to jam. We took around 3 hours to set it up (Because of lack of technical knowledge) and ended up tele-conferencing with illustrious drummers of the land cause we didn’t know which screw went where. But to Krishna’s credit he finally set it up. Then Mark Rocha came along. We were supposed to have our first jam. But the guitarist sucked (Guess who!) and it ended in a farce. The remaining jam sessions that were to be during the holidays didn’t happen, cause one person was busy with exams, then training himself to communicate, one was having his 12^th Std exams and thereafter went to Mumbai, one preferred wasting time and ended up in Kashmir, and one went all the way to Europe to visit his former colonial masters.

So the drumkit was lying there, lonely and forgotten, so I decided to make some noise. I just banged the kit randomly. (Banged as in hit with force) My neighbors all hated me, my mom told me I sound desperate, and my maid said I should be going with the JVs for Shigmo. Everyone else who saw me had some negative comments or the other.

The first song I mastered was Evanescence’s My Immortal (Album Version) and a number of other docile songs which had no drumming part. All you have to do during those songs is sit and either look at the drumkit in fascination or look at the gecko lizards on the wall with even greater fascination. After sometime, I learnt how to play Faithful, by Lobo. (That’s the song that makes the Bride and Groom romantic for any goan wedding. Then they start dancing with the grace of injured wilderbeasts on the Serengeti plains). The next song I learnt was Am I that easy to forget, by Jim Reeves. And then O Holy Night.

Then I came to know that those hollow things were called Toms. I knew of course that the big tub down there was the bassdrum. Then I read that the Bigger of the two plates which make a loud clanging noise is called a Ride. And the one which makes a slightly less annoying sound is the crash. The lowest of these things are called High Hats. I also noticed that there was a pillow inside the bassdrum. I wondered which deaf a**hole would fall asleep inside the noisiest component of Krishna’s drumkit.

This is a video I recorded just for kicks (Cause I was bored when the book I was reading got over). I kept the camera on top of a tall cupboard, and while jumping off the chair, I tripped. That explains the delay in the start of the video. The first person to see this video was Desiree, who said I looked like a drunkard controlled by puppet strings. The second was Siobhan who said I looked like a small boy trying to play LP (Yuck!!!). The third was Andre who tried his flattery and then said brb as he went off line to have a hearty laugh. And then the drummer of Bhayanak Maut (India’s best thrash metal band). All he said was. Nice drumkit.

Here goes… I need some more insults. The comments option is open to you…