Any Rush fans out there! Woo hoo! Rush rocks! But that’s about it. They rock. I know that. Neil Peart is a super bitchin’ drummer. I know that. Getty Lee is a radical bass player with awesome hair. I know that. And that guitar player dude is cool too. Even though I was never super into Rush (never owned one of their albums), I go for long periods thinking that Rush is cool. But then the coolness is shattered when I remember the rap in “Roll the Bones” or hear the lyrics to “The Trees.” See exhibit A:
There is unrest in the forest,
There is trouble with the trees,
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas.
The trouble with the maples,
(And they’re quite convinced they’re right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light.
But the oaks can’t help their feelings
If they like the way they’re made.
And they wonder why the maples
Can’t be happy in their shade.
That is cool… if James Taylor wrote it. Sorry to say, but Rush’s supreme dorkiness far outweighs their coolness. Hardcore Rush fans will of course disagree since one great Rush moment for them can erase 20 lame Rush moments.
But that’s not what this post is about. It’s about the big man on the little drums rocking out to Rush’s “The Trees.” My broham to the max and ex-band mate, Bill McClintock, was in town for a night, but didn’t have any drums to rock out on. That’s where I step in by providing my 3-year-old’s Christmas present for the extreme jam sesh. Yesh, I said jam sesh beeyatches. Don’t forget about D-Rock on the bass either. Props for remembering that crap from high school. Enjoy: