Murray Lachlan Young's The Drummer Poem
A poem to celebrate Hug A Drummer Day, which took place earlier this week.
This week saw Hug A Drummer Day - and why should we hug a drummer? Here to shed some light on the matter is MLY with The Drummer:
The lead guitar is soloing
The fans call out his name
The vocalist is crowd surfing
Supported by his thoughts of fame
The bass player is showboating
And flouncing round the stage
Focusing base fantasy
On women half his age
But see the humble drummer
He perches on his thrown
Imprisoned like a zoo creature
As he keeps the beat alone
His pumping wrists, his piston limbs
All bathed in smoke and coloured lights
His sex face and commanding eyes
Cannot disguised his looming plight
The singer takes the encore
In a mincing Alfa camp
He shades his giant ego
Neath a kilowatt of tungsten lamp
The lead guitar salutes the room
And makes messianic sign
The bass unplugs and cracks a can
And instantly it鈥檚 party time
Whilst visions blur and tales are spun
On whiskey spattered lager floor
And small time rock gods live in hope
What goes on tour might stay on tour
But somewhere in the hinterland
Beyond the cider plastic sea
Somewhere inside the waking world
There dwells the hand that turns the key
God bless the humble drummer
He鈥檚 far the better man
He鈥檚 doing what the drummer does
He鈥檚 loading up the van
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Credits
Role | Contributor |
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Unknown | Murray Lachlan Young |
Unknown | Shaun Keaveny |
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