I don't know if this jam has a name. And I don't care.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pR_B9XGdkjc
And now for some drummer jokes after the jump.
Continue reading Tito Puente and Sheila E bang them drums
I don't know if this jam has a name. And I don't care.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pR_B9XGdkjc
And now for some drummer jokes after the jump.
Continue reading Tito Puente and Sheila E bang them drums
I loves me some classical guitar. I've mentioned this before, but one of the formative cultural experiences of my childhood was going to the then-pretty-new Orchestra Hall in Minneapolis to see Julian Bream (it had to have been 1974 or 1975). brotherS and I sat in the nosebleed seats, separate from our parents, as they were unable to get four tickets together. We dressed up in our Sunday best for the show and were warned on pain-of-death not to so much as cough. And we went out to a real Chinese restaurant (i.e., silverwear and china dishes, not plastic and styrofoam) beforehand. Also, Julian Bream and I share a birthdate, so that's cool too.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqfkMgVaOeY
Short and sweet. I'm more of a Neil guy, but this song is one of my favorites.
Yea, baby, I'm back. And you're asking for it.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5hae6PlPYA