The first drum beat we all heard was our mother.
Bass players and drummers are brothers in the basement cooking up the groove that makes people move.
Why is there such passion for any sort of gossipy, provocative sensual stuff? It sells!
When I wake up in the morning, I meditate immediately, before I even get out of bed.
I was raised Catholic. I didn't appreciate the guilt and sin part of it.
We have our own little heartbeat, too. We already have what I would call polyrhythms going on.