This week my neighbor has been arguing with the lesbians that live across the street from him. i wonder if the story he is writing is going badly. He has been writing less in his journal and more on his typewriter. When he's done typing he rips the page out and takes it across the street and slides it under the front door. Then he goes home and watches from his window behind his curtains. He thinks nobody sees him watching but the lesbians have definitely noticed. They write him replies then sit in their window laughing and giggling (they are too poor to own curtains their apartment is really shabby). Ole Golly thinks I don't know the word lesbians but I overheard mother discussing lesbians with her ladies book club. Being a lesbian doesn't seem too bad. Who would want to marry a smelly boy anyway? And since polite society disapproves of you, you never have to go to any stuffy parties. You might have to live in a shabby apartment, but since I'm planning on being a writer, it looks like that might be what I'm in for anyway, if what daddy says about starving writers is true.
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Casey Scheuerell's Masterful Drum Pocket on Chaka Kahn's "And The Melody Still Lingers On (Night in Tunisia)"
Today probably more than ever, the division between drum pocket and drum shredding has become quite a point of discussion and display. An entire generation of players have attained a level of technical ability, blazing speed, and consumption of available space in musical time that leaves many drummers from the time before MIDI in the dust.
But in 1981, Casey Scheuerell’s drumming on Chaka Kahn’s…