I don’t know about the best, but the funniest — Mr. Buddy Rich!
He was on the Mike Douglas Show in the 70s (I think it was Mike Douglas) and for a joke they put a paper skin on one of the drums. Of course Buddy smashes right through it — and he puts the Slingerland sticker on his forehead . . . and shouts “I play Slingerland drums!”
You could hear the moans off camera — they didn’t want him to make fun of his sponsor, but it was my first exposure to Buddy Rich.
I’ve always loved the whole Carl Palmer flying thru the air upside down exploding knives in the rotating teeth thang. Not that is was especially great, just that it was done at all. Given enough time, everything will happen.
A guy goes on vacation to a tropical island. As soon as he gets off the plane, he hears drums. He thinks, “Wow, this is cool.” He goes to the beach, he hears the drums. He eats lunch, he hears drums. He goes to a luau, again with the drums. He tries to go to sleep, and he still hears drums.
This goes on for several nights, and gets to the point where the guy can’t sleep at night because of the drums. It’s driving him nuts! Finally, he goes down to the front desk.
When he gets there, he asks the manager, “Hey! What’s with these drums? Don’t they ever stop? I can’t get any sleep!”
The manager says, “No! Drums must never stop! Is very, very bad if drums stop.”
The one you don’t hear.
No drum solo at all is the best. Close runner up would be the one that comes when you need to go take a dump.
No such thing.
I don’t know about the best, but the funniest — Mr. Buddy Rich!
He was on the Mike Douglas Show in the 70s (I think it was Mike Douglas) and for a joke they put a paper skin on one of the drums. Of course Buddy smashes right through it — and he puts the Slingerland sticker on his forehead . . . and shouts “I play Slingerland drums!”
You could hear the moans off camera — they didn’t want him to make fun of his sponsor, but it was my first exposure to Buddy Rich.
Oh, come on. There has to be something out there better than “Denny’s Drums”.
Ringo, “Strawberry Fields Forever,” Anthology 2. Fucking amazing, and forever puts to rest the whole “Ringo wasn’t a very good drummer” concept.
I like the one in the long version of Voodoo Chile on the first side of Electric Ladyland. It’s a sort of free jazz kind of thing.
I’m surprised no one has mentioned the one on Abbey Road.
I’ve always loved the whole Carl Palmer flying thru the air upside down exploding knives in the rotating teeth thang. Not that is was especially great, just that it was done at all. Given enough time, everything will happen.
A guy goes on vacation to a tropical island. As soon as he gets off the plane, he hears drums. He thinks, “Wow, this is cool.” He goes to the beach, he hears the drums. He eats lunch, he hears drums. He goes to a luau, again with the drums. He tries to go to sleep, and he still hears drums.
This goes on for several nights, and gets to the point where the guy can’t sleep at night because of the drums. It’s driving him nuts! Finally, he goes down to the front desk.
When he gets there, he asks the manager, “Hey! What’s with these drums? Don’t they ever stop? I can’t get any sleep!”
The manager says, “No! Drums must never stop! Is very, very bad if drums stop.”
“Why?”
“When drums stop…bass solo begins.”
Nice! Am I hearing a call for a Rock ‘n Roll Stand-Up thread?