Quotes About Drums

I've been playing drums since I was 7.

I started playing the drums at five years old and used to listen to a lot of screamo bands like Asking Alexandria, Dream Theater, and Attack Attack!

I learned how to play the drums... it got me into LTD.

I liked playing drums in the band, but the truth is, I always knew they were going to call Joey to play drums.

I wanted to play drums and if I didn't play drums, I wouldn't make music and drums are the foundation for what I do.

I love playing drums and helping out.

I started on the drums when I was eight.

Look, I love to sit in with small groups and play the drums. What's wrong with that?

The beating of the drums, which had seemed so monotonous, now took on the sound of a heartbeat, a deep, steady, reassuring throb that seemed to beat up through the soles of his shoes. The chanting went up above the beat, below it, swirled around it, now joyous, now mournful, sometimes a little teasing, maybe even a little mischievous. He couldn't tell where

We have a lot of people onstage. We have a live violin, live cello, live drums played on this kind of massive electronic kit with some acoustic elements built in.

Three times during the show the drums are lifted over the audience - I go up and out, right, left and back.

My little brother played drums, so we had a drum set over at my house.

All I set out to do was to earn a living playing drums, you know? And as luck would have it, I've surpassed that.

The original 'Don't Let It Get to You' started with a beat. The drums came first. All the musical and lyrical elements were written over those drums.

In the countryside he heard horns and drums and followed the sound to a temple of granite and marble set in a compound that included shrines and incense stalls, people squatting against the walls, beggars, touts, flower-sellers, those who watch over your shoes for a couple of weightless coins.

They pay me to play my drums and I love it!

All I care about in this goddamn life are me, my drums, and you.

First Moloch, horrid king besmeared with blood Of human sacrifice, and parents' tears, Though for the noise of drums and timbrels loud [395] Their children's cries unheard, that passed through fire

My heart drums with gratitude. My thoughts sing with hope.

That is one of the patterns: when nothing is happening, nothing continues to happen, but after a while the lull becomes too much and the drums need to kick in. Something has to happen. Often that need comes from yourself. You make a phone call. You say, 'I can't do this life any more, I need to change.

Beating drums while doing a kindness to somone is a very ugly show of ego!

When she told me how Phil had built a platform that hung five feet from the floor by thick chains to hold the drummer's kit, I nearly died. He'd built it because he believed that drums should be recorded from

When I'd asked for a drum machine for Christmas my family had been confused – none of them knew what a drum machine was. But I'd noticed that a lot of my musical heroes who'd started off as punk-rockers, like New Order and Killing Joke, were now using synthesizers and drum machines, and I wanted to join them.

There is no love without loss. I hear the drums that vibrate to the heartbeat of the earth. They set me dancing. I see the clouds that wreathe the summits. They set me dreaming. I know the wonder of waves that shake the headlands. They awaken my soul. I hear the screams of eagles on the wind. And I ponder, what are these things to me who loves and does not reckon loss? Do I not keep the earth?