| Article: | Secret Samurai's night at the roller rink When aspiring rock musicians pick up a guitar or sit behind the drums for the first time, very often they imagine a wonderful fantasy of playing to thousands of adoring, screaming fans. When I had become just proficient enough at the drums to be able to play along to a few songs on the radio, I'd close my eyes and pretend that I was on stage with Weezer or Aerosmith or the Rolling Stones. I'd play along with The Who and desperately try to keep up with Keith Moon's animalistic fills, dreaming that I was on a huge stage with spotlights in my face, looking out to a sea of people. |
