(Top) My adorable electric Roland kit. (Bottom) My band, Vintage Sky, playing at Baltimore's inner harbor ampitheater (2004).
Anyway. After playing over 30 gigs, attending drum clinics, and living in Baltimore, I've met countless drummers. Why, oh, why, are drummers always adorable? (In the "real world," at least. Ringo Starr and Tommy Lee, not so much.)
Drummers are hot. They take their shirts off onstage, have strong arms, usually have great hair that they shake while playing, and don't have lead singer-ego. I share a lot in common with drummers of the other gender: a similar music vocabulary, a tendency to tap, unbelievable hand-eye coordination. So why, then, have my multiple attempts at dating drummers failed?
This gets to my real point: date people who don't do the same thing as you do.
Though it's great to have common interests as your mate, sharing the exact same passion can be limiting. The intrigue of each other's talent wears off, the glow of the spotlight fades when you're watching reruns of Entourage on the couch, and the tapping goes from endearing to annoying.
A couple of years ago, my band wrote a song called "Don't Date a Drummer." I wish I still had the lyrics, but I remember we each wrote a verse about a failed attempt to date someone who played the same instrument as we did. We explored competitiveness, obsessiveness, and failure to be interested in anything besides that instrument.
We all are drawn to people who share common interests. My best friend, a writer, Audrina* has a thing for writers. My other best friend Jenny* likes Jewish guys who study finance. Brad Pitt like Angelina Jolie, Gwen Stefani likes Gavin Rossdale, Jimmy Kimmel likes Sarah Silverman, etc. etc. etc. (*Names changed to protect privacy.)
And sometimes that works out, but I've found it's pretty great to be with people who love things I've never been good at or never even tried, such as rock climbing, basketball, harmonica, drawing, and more.
So in the end, I'll take back the heading of this post. If you're not a drummer, please DO date a drummer. His sense of rhythm will come in handy.
Drummers are hot. They take their shirts off onstage, have strong arms, usually have great hair that they shake while playing, and don't have lead singer-ego. I share a lot in common with drummers of the other gender: a similar music vocabulary, a tendency to tap, unbelievable hand-eye coordination. So why, then, have my multiple attempts at dating drummers failed?
This gets to my real point: date people who don't do the same thing as you do.
Though it's great to have common interests as your mate, sharing the exact same passion can be limiting. The intrigue of each other's talent wears off, the glow of the spotlight fades when you're watching reruns of Entourage on the couch, and the tapping goes from endearing to annoying.
A couple of years ago, my band wrote a song called "Don't Date a Drummer." I wish I still had the lyrics, but I remember we each wrote a verse about a failed attempt to date someone who played the same instrument as we did. We explored competitiveness, obsessiveness, and failure to be interested in anything besides that instrument.
We all are drawn to people who share common interests. My best friend, a writer, Audrina* has a thing for writers. My other best friend Jenny* likes Jewish guys who study finance. Brad Pitt like Angelina Jolie, Gwen Stefani likes Gavin Rossdale, Jimmy Kimmel likes Sarah Silverman, etc. etc. etc. (*Names changed to protect privacy.)
And sometimes that works out, but I've found it's pretty great to be with people who love things I've never been good at or never even tried, such as rock climbing, basketball, harmonica, drawing, and more.
So in the end, I'll take back the heading of this post. If you're not a drummer, please DO date a drummer. His sense of rhythm will come in handy.
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