Man-crush?
So I've been listening to Sting's "Brand New Day" a bit on the way to work (esp. track 8: "Fill 'Er Up"), and I just want to restate, via blog now and by affidavit later, that you just don't get any awesome-er than Vinnie Colaiuta. He makes me cry, but in that good, teeny-bopper sort of way (c.f., old Beatlemania videos for examples of this).
The tears are tinged with pain these days because my wrist doesn't seem to be getting much better, so I've started an indefinite drumming fast in the hopes of allowing my overworked joints and tendons to heal.
(N.B., the title is a blatant rip-off of Danny's term, which he used last night during a Bible study. The referent? NT scholar Gordon Fee.)
The tears are tinged with pain these days because my wrist doesn't seem to be getting much better, so I've started an indefinite drumming fast in the hopes of allowing my overworked joints and tendons to heal.
(N.B., the title is a blatant rip-off of Danny's term, which he used last night during a Bible study. The referent? NT scholar Gordon Fee.)