So I’m posting up some of my older music that I recorded. I snapped a link to the old drummer from Echo and the Bunnymen, Pete de Freitas, my favorite drummer ever, who also unfortunately joined the 27 Club. Then I realized, that the one reason I even play (what you could call) music is because of Cliff Burton.
I sat back, and reflected. And I got angry. Basically, my two favorite artists ever are dead. Taken from us before their times. Yet, there’s no shortage of awful, wretched people. No, Cliff and Pete were the ones that had to go. God dammit, I got angrier than I’ve let myself get in a long time.
So I did something I have never, ever, done before. I turned on my recording software and hit the shiny red button, and recorded almost 5 minutes of stream of consciousness playing. I let how I felt come out through my bass. I even pulled out my old Ibanez for this.
If you want to hear what 5 minutes of someone going berserk on their bass with anger sounds like…well, follow the link below. (note, Metallica fans will get a little more out of this than those who are not)
Listen to “Stream Of Consciousness: Anger (bass)“
One of these days, I’m going to write a tribute to Cliff Burton on my bass.