Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Rhythm Methodist

I've been rehearsing with this band that needed a fill-in drummer for an upcoming gig in Harrisonburg. We rehearse in a church basement, a space we have access to through the keyboardist, who has the inestimable connections that come with playing in the church band (despite being a rabid atheist; go figure).

Now, I don't consider myself particularly profane. Sure, I drop the occasional "Goddammit", but I tend to be a good personal censor. I never swear in front of my parents, and I rarely curse at work.

In this church, I am helplessly sacrilicious. I can't help but to sound like a sailor. Maybe it's because we're playing Teh Rock Muzick, but, fuck, I'm going to get us kicked out.

2 Comments:

Blogger Andrea said...

Didn't you used to play in a church band every Sunday as well?

6/12/06 12:42 PM  
Blogger Stanley said...

I've subbed for the normal drummer in the same church band on a few occasions. Jesus has deep pockets, you know.

6/12/06 1:12 PM  

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