Nyx
Rebel Girl Royalty
Any other drummers out here in Maidenfans land? We tend to be a less populous bunch. We are indeed, a special breed.
But then again, everyone else in the band always thinks were crazy. And theyre right! We are all at least a little crazy, but that doesn't mean they can say it. No! Only we get to say and determine that about ourselves. No one else. Including health care professionals. They can p1$$ right off. And the proper term, is eccentric. Ok, every other instrument player? Not crazy. Eccentric. Though in my case whimsical is beautifully and perfectly fitting. Yes, whimsical, lets go with that. That is the finest word in the English language.
And no, you should never mess with us. See all those ping marks on our drum heads and skins? All the crap we've broke over the years? Yes. That could be your head. So don't get between us, and our everlasting glory of toddler like beating on shit to perfect rhythm. Even when you inconsistent numbnuts speed up because you've pounded too many energy drinks to cure your hangovers and drank all my sisters coffee. No! Im not speeding up my glorious and perfect tempo because of your painty dainty finger taps and your infinite twitch syndrome. I'm the bloody rhythm section, I SET THE TEMPO. And I want it CORRECT. So you can lick a rhinos trotting arse too if you think I'm going to slow down for you when you've had about 100 pints too many, and you cant get and keep your tempo up anymore than you can your dodger. Get out of here with that twaddle.
I mean wth. So I start playing, right? Set things off nice with a inspirational message to start the practice well and motivate everyone like a good rhythm section. "Bing diddy banga da boom baddawadda baddawadda Bing diddy banga da boom!" And this arrogant guitarist comes in and replies like "wahherr werrrr wun wun wun weeeehhhhhhhhhrrrrreeeeeeeee!" And its like Hey! Lose the bloody attitude mate weve got a practice to do. So I tell him "Baddawadda baddawadda boom boom bading badang baddawadda baddawadda bading bada tsssss" And this guitarist, well! He had the nerve to say "rehr rehr rhehr hrheher rehr wun wun wun wrrrrriiiiiieeeeeeeeooouuuuururrrrr" And its like, oh no you better dont! Did that mofo seriously just van halen dive bomb me? Well thems fighting words in guitar speak, innit? So, I replied "Badda badda badda da boom boom boom, badda wadda badda wadda CRASH CRASH CRASH CRASH" Which was the sound of my crashes crashing into him, cause I'd had enough of his shite.
For normal people: This is my drum kit
For drummers: This is what I beat the piss out of instead of normal people

And now if you'll kindly please excuse me, I must feed this sudden urge, at all costs, to steal one of your cars and drive it into the nearest swimming pool I can find. Immediately.
Yells+ Heeeey Nickooooo! Surf's up, mate! My treat this time.

But then again, everyone else in the band always thinks were crazy. And theyre right! We are all at least a little crazy, but that doesn't mean they can say it. No! Only we get to say and determine that about ourselves. No one else. Including health care professionals. They can p1$$ right off. And the proper term, is eccentric. Ok, every other instrument player? Not crazy. Eccentric. Though in my case whimsical is beautifully and perfectly fitting. Yes, whimsical, lets go with that. That is the finest word in the English language.
And no, you should never mess with us. See all those ping marks on our drum heads and skins? All the crap we've broke over the years? Yes. That could be your head. So don't get between us, and our everlasting glory of toddler like beating on shit to perfect rhythm. Even when you inconsistent numbnuts speed up because you've pounded too many energy drinks to cure your hangovers and drank all my sisters coffee. No! Im not speeding up my glorious and perfect tempo because of your painty dainty finger taps and your infinite twitch syndrome. I'm the bloody rhythm section, I SET THE TEMPO. And I want it CORRECT. So you can lick a rhinos trotting arse too if you think I'm going to slow down for you when you've had about 100 pints too many, and you cant get and keep your tempo up anymore than you can your dodger. Get out of here with that twaddle.
I mean wth. So I start playing, right? Set things off nice with a inspirational message to start the practice well and motivate everyone like a good rhythm section. "Bing diddy banga da boom baddawadda baddawadda Bing diddy banga da boom!" And this arrogant guitarist comes in and replies like "wahherr werrrr wun wun wun weeeehhhhhhhhhrrrrreeeeeeeee!" And its like Hey! Lose the bloody attitude mate weve got a practice to do. So I tell him "Baddawadda baddawadda boom boom bading badang baddawadda baddawadda bading bada tsssss" And this guitarist, well! He had the nerve to say "rehr rehr rhehr hrheher rehr wun wun wun wrrrrriiiiiieeeeeeeeooouuuuururrrrr" And its like, oh no you better dont! Did that mofo seriously just van halen dive bomb me? Well thems fighting words in guitar speak, innit? So, I replied "Badda badda badda da boom boom boom, badda wadda badda wadda CRASH CRASH CRASH CRASH" Which was the sound of my crashes crashing into him, cause I'd had enough of his shite.
For normal people: This is my drum kit
For drummers: This is what I beat the piss out of instead of normal people

And now if you'll kindly please excuse me, I must feed this sudden urge, at all costs, to steal one of your cars and drive it into the nearest swimming pool I can find. Immediately.
Yells+ Heeeey Nickooooo! Surf's up, mate! My treat this time.

