I just wrote this to an LJ friend but I decided that I want to tell this story to all of you.
Circa 1984:
One time I was in this godforsaken stripmall town outside of Los Angeles where the cops were bored and there was nothing for the local teens to do except hang out in the parking lot of Target, yes Target! So I had driven down there to visit some friends and we were hanging out in the Target parking lot eyeballing other small groups of teenagers posing in their Spencer Gifts t-shirts, everyone just eyeing each other and trying to look cool, and all of a sudden this guy rolls up in a van, throws the back doors open and sets up a drum set out of the back. He hooks up an amp, starts blasting Tom Sawyer, sits on his stool and just WHALES on the drums along with Rush, just right there in the middle of the parking lot, surrounded by poser teenagers and ringed by slowly circling cops. It was one of the weirdest things I've ever seen, but the guy seriously kicked ass. Ever since then I've really liked Rush.
Circa 1984:
One time I was in this godforsaken stripmall town outside of Los Angeles where the cops were bored and there was nothing for the local teens to do except hang out in the parking lot of Target, yes Target! So I had driven down there to visit some friends and we were hanging out in the Target parking lot eyeballing other small groups of teenagers posing in their Spencer Gifts t-shirts, everyone just eyeing each other and trying to look cool, and all of a sudden this guy rolls up in a van, throws the back doors open and sets up a drum set out of the back. He hooks up an amp, starts blasting Tom Sawyer, sits on his stool and just WHALES on the drums along with Rush, just right there in the middle of the parking lot, surrounded by poser teenagers and ringed by slowly circling cops. It was one of the weirdest things I've ever seen, but the guy seriously kicked ass. Ever since then I've really liked Rush.