Rhythm of the Soul

The musings of Matthew Furukawa

Rudimental beats

Though my title is a dvd by Bill Bachman (another member of Drummers for Jesus) my post is actually on some practice methods that I like to use. I started this last night and just got around to finishing it on my lunch break so if it seems fragmented I apologize in advance.

For one, I don’t have a drum set at my current residence (both of which will hopefully be changing in the near future) I instead practice on a series of practice pads, and while I usually set them up in some semblance of a kit, I occasionally just work off one pad.

Now Tommy Igoe (see previous post regarding groove essentials) has described rudiments as a type of highly addictive need a fix kind of drug for drummers,especially for those of us coming in from a drum line background (See here for details you’re looking for Installment 6: PASIC Clinic: “Applying the Rudimental Vocabulary to the Drumset”).

While I’m not that bad, (Really, I can quit at any time, I just don’t want to that’s all!) I have found that slowly working through rudiments can help you get used to little nuances that apply well to set drumming. I usually, (however) practice my rudiments at medium to fast tempos while listening to music, creating something of a snare cadence piece to what ever I may be listening to at any given time. It helps keep my mind sharp and in a “drumming” state of mind. Though unless you’ve been there I doubt you’d understand what I meant by that last statement.

If you’re a beginning drummer, or one just coming back after being out of practice I would recommend this exercise to you, go get your ipod/cd player/mp3 player/ whatever, set it to random, and then just play a cadence to whatever is playing, I use this as my warm up for serious practice because it relaxes me and again gets me in a drumming frame of mind. A normal randomized set of music will take me from classical symphony to progressive rock, to R&B to Jazz to Rock and roll to swing and everywhere else in between.

So go try it, and if you do let me know if you’ve find it helps you as much as it does me, and drop me line if you have a better way to describe a drumming frame of mind.

~Matt

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | drum, music | | 2 Comments

If you’re reading this…

You can’t sing the blues, sorry, but you just can’t see the last rule of the blues for clarification.

Anyway I know this is random, and not really involved like one of my normal posts, but I got a kick out of it and hope you do, so this is lame kiwi Jackson signing out.

I received this in an email a while ago and while I saved the text I can’t remember who sent it to me, but with no more further ado…

How to sing the Blues … A Primer

——————————————————————————–

Most Blues begin, “Woke up this morning…”

“I got a good woman” is a bad way to begin the Blues, ‘less you stick something nasty in the next line like, “I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town.”

The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes . . . sort of: “Got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher, and she weigh 500 pound.”

The Blues is not about choice. You stuck in a ditch, you stuck in a ditch–ain’t no way out.

Blues cars: Chevys, Fords, Cadillacs and broken-down trucks. Blues don’t travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft an’ state-sponsored motor pools ain’t even in the running. Walkin’ plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin’ to die.

Teenagers can’t sing the Blues. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues “adulthood” means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.

Blues can take place in New York City but not in Hawaii or any place in Canada. Hard times in Minneapolis or Seattle is probably just clinical depression. Chicago, St. Louis, and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don’t get rain.

A man with male pattern baldness ain’t the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cause you skiing is not the blues. Breaking your leg ’cause a alligator be chomping on it is.

You can’t have no Blues in a office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.

Good places for the Blues: a) Highway; b) Jailhouse; c) Empty bed; d) Bottom of a whiskey glass. Bad places for the Blues: a) Dillard’s; b) Gallery openings; c) Ivy League institutions; d) Golf courses; e) Starbucks

No one will believe it’s the Blues if you wear a suit, ‘less you happen to be a old ethnic person, and you slept in it.

Do you have the right to sing the Blues? Yes, if a) You older than dirt; b) You blind; c) You shot a man in Memphis; d) You can’t be satisfied. No, if a) You have all your teeth; b) You were once blind but now can see; c) The man in Memphis lived; d) You have a 401K or trust fund.

Blues is not a matter of color. It’s a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the blues. Sonny Liston could. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the blues.

If you ask for water and your darlin’ give you gasoline, it’s the Blues. Other acceptable Blues beverages are a) Cheap wine; b) Whiskey or bourbon; c) Muddy water; d) Nasty black coffee. The following are NOT Blues beverages: a) Perrier; b) Chardonnay; c) Snapple; d) Slim Fast; e) Mocha Latte

If death occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it’s a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse and dying lonely on a broken down cot. You can’t have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or getting liposuction.

Some Blues names for women: a) Sadie; b) Big Mama; c) Bessie; d) Fat River Dumpling

Some Blues names for men a) Joe; b) Willie; c) Little Willie; d) Big Willie

Persons with names like Michelle, Amber, Debbie, and Heather can’t sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.

Make your own Blues name Starter Kit: a) Name of physical infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Lame, etc.); b) First name (see above) plus name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc.); c) Last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.); d) For example, Blind Lime Jefferson, Jakeleg Lemon Johnson or Cripple Kiwi Fillmore, etc. (Well, maybe not “Kiwi.”)

I don’t care how tragic your life, if you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | Random, humor | | No Comments Yet

Rudimental beats

Though my title is a dvd by Bill Bachman (another member of Drummers for Jesus) my post is actually on some practice methods that I like to use. I started this last night and just got around to finishing it on my lunch break so if it seems fragmented I apologize in advance.

For one, I don’t have a drum set at my current residence (both of which will hopefully be changing in the near future) I instead practice on a series of practice pads, and while I usually set them up in some semblance of a kit, I occasionally just work off one pad.

Now Tommy Igoe (see previous post regarding groove essentials) has described rudiments as a type of highly addictive need a fix kind of drug for drummers,especially for those of us coming in from a drum line background (See here for details you’re looking for Installment 6: PASIC Clinic: “Applying the Rudimental Vocabulary to the Drumset”).

While I’m not that bad, (Really, I can quit at any time, I just don’t want to that’s all!) I have found that slowly working through rudiments can help you get used to little nuances that apply well to set drumming. I usually, (however) practice my rudiments at medium to fast tempos while listening to music, creating something of a snare cadence piece to what ever I may be listening to at any given time. It helps keep my mind sharp and in a “drumming” state of mind. Though unless you’ve been there I doubt you’d understand what I meant by that last statement.

If you’re a beginning drummer, or one just coming back after being out of practice I would recommend this exercise to you, go get your ipod/cd player/mp3 player/ whatever, set it to random, and then just play a cadence to whatever is playing, I use this as my warm up for serious practice because it relaxes me and again gets me in a drumming frame of mind. A normal randomized set of music will take me from classical symphony to progressive rock, to R&B to Jazz to Rock and roll to swing and everywhere else in between.

So go try it, and if you do let me know if you’ve find it helps you as much as it does me, and drop me line if you have a better way to describe a drumming frame of mind.

~Matt

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | drum, music | | 2 Comments

Day 9

Feel the burn?
My Quiet time this morning took me through several psalms and led to me working a bit on a praise song that I’ve worked on on and off for the last year or so. Morning exercise was brutal, necessary, but brutal.

I’ll put up a couple posts later today that I’ve been working on, hopefully when it stops hurting to type.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | 21 Days | | No Comments Yet

If you’re reading this…

You can’t sing the blues, sorry, but you just can’t see the last rule of the blues for clarification.

Anyway I know this is random, and not really involved like one of my normal posts, but I got a kick out of it and hope you do, so this is lame kiwi Jackson signing out.

I received this in an email a while ago and while I saved the text I can’t remember who sent it to me, but with no more further ado…

How to sing the Blues … A Primer

——————————————————————————–

Most Blues begin, “Woke up this morning…”

“I got a good woman” is a bad way to begin the Blues, ‘less you stick something nasty in the next line like, “I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town.”

The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes . . . sort of: “Got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher, and she weigh 500 pound.”

The Blues is not about choice. You stuck in a ditch, you stuck in a ditch–ain’t no way out.

Blues cars: Chevys, Fords, Cadillacs and broken-down trucks. Blues don’t travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft an’ state-sponsored motor pools ain’t even in the running. Walkin’ plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin’ to die.

Teenagers can’t sing the Blues. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues “adulthood” means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.

Blues can take place in New York City but not in Hawaii or any place in Canada. Hard times in Minneapolis or Seattle is probably just clinical depression. Chicago, St. Louis, and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don’t get rain.

A man with male pattern baldness ain’t the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cause you skiing is not the blues. Breaking your leg ’cause a alligator be chomping on it is.

You can’t have no Blues in a office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.

Good places for the Blues: a) Highway; b) Jailhouse; c) Empty bed; d) Bottom of a whiskey glass. Bad places for the Blues: a) Dillard’s; b) Gallery openings; c) Ivy League institutions; d) Golf courses; e) Starbucks

No one will believe it’s the Blues if you wear a suit, ‘less you happen to be a old ethnic person, and you slept in it.

Do you have the right to sing the Blues? Yes, if a) You older than dirt; b) You blind; c) You shot a man in Memphis; d) You can’t be satisfied. No, if a) You have all your teeth; b) You were once blind but now can see; c) The man in Memphis lived; d) You have a 401K or trust fund.

Blues is not a matter of color. It’s a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the blues. Sonny Liston could. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the blues.

If you ask for water and your darlin’ give you gasoline, it’s the Blues. Other acceptable Blues beverages are a) Cheap wine; b) Whiskey or bourbon; c) Muddy water; d) Nasty black coffee. The following are NOT Blues beverages: a) Perrier; b) Chardonnay; c) Snapple; d) Slim Fast; e) Mocha Latte

If death occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it’s a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse and dying lonely on a broken down cot. You can’t have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or getting liposuction.

Some Blues names for women: a) Sadie; b) Big Mama; c) Bessie; d) Fat River Dumpling

Some Blues names for men a) Joe; b) Willie; c) Little Willie; d) Big Willie

Persons with names like Michelle, Amber, Debbie, and Heather can’t sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.

Make your own Blues name Starter Kit: a) Name of physical infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Lame, etc.); b) First name (see above) plus name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc.); c) Last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.); d) For example, Blind Lime Jefferson, Jakeleg Lemon Johnson or Cripple Kiwi Fillmore, etc. (Well, maybe not “Kiwi.”)

I don’t care how tragic your life, if you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | Random, humor | | No Comments Yet

If you’re reading this…

You can’t sing the blues, sorry, but you just can’t see the last rule of the blues for clarification.

Anyway I know this is random, and not really involved like one of my normal posts, but I got a kick out of it and hope you do, so this is lame kiwi Jackson signing out.

I received this in an email a while ago and while I saved the text I can’t remember who sent it to me, but with no more further ado…

How to sing the Blues … A Primer

——————————————————————————–

Most Blues begin, “Woke up this morning…”

“I got a good woman” is a bad way to begin the Blues, ‘less you stick something nasty in the next line like, “I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town.”

The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes . . . sort of: “Got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher, and she weigh 500 pound.”

The Blues is not about choice. You stuck in a ditch, you stuck in a ditch–ain’t no way out.

Blues cars: Chevys, Fords, Cadillacs and broken-down trucks. Blues don’t travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft an’ state-sponsored motor pools ain’t even in the running. Walkin’ plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin’ to die.

Teenagers can’t sing the Blues. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues “adulthood” means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.

Blues can take place in New York City but not in Hawaii or any place in Canada. Hard times in Minneapolis or Seattle is probably just clinical depression. Chicago, St. Louis, and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don’t get rain.

A man with male pattern baldness ain’t the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cause you skiing is not the blues. Breaking your leg ’cause a alligator be chomping on it is.

You can’t have no Blues in a office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.

Good places for the Blues: a) Highway; b) Jailhouse; c) Empty bed; d) Bottom of a whiskey glass. Bad places for the Blues: a) Dillard’s; b) Gallery openings; c) Ivy League institutions; d) Golf courses; e) Starbucks

No one will believe it’s the Blues if you wear a suit, ‘less you happen to be a old ethnic person, and you slept in it.

Do you have the right to sing the Blues? Yes, if a) You older than dirt; b) You blind; c) You shot a man in Memphis; d) You can’t be satisfied. No, if a) You have all your teeth; b) You were once blind but now can see; c) The man in Memphis lived; d) You have a 401K or trust fund.

Blues is not a matter of color. It’s a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the blues. Sonny Liston could. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the blues.

If you ask for water and your darlin’ give you gasoline, it’s the Blues. Other acceptable Blues beverages are a) Cheap wine; b) Whiskey or bourbon; c) Muddy water; d) Nasty black coffee. The following are NOT Blues beverages: a) Perrier; b) Chardonnay; c) Snapple; d) Slim Fast; e) Mocha Latte

If death occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it’s a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse and dying lonely on a broken down cot. You can’t have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or getting liposuction.

Some Blues names for women: a) Sadie; b) Big Mama; c) Bessie; d) Fat River Dumpling

Some Blues names for men a) Joe; b) Willie; c) Little Willie; d) Big Willie

Persons with names like Michelle, Amber, Debbie, and Heather can’t sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.

Make your own Blues name Starter Kit: a) Name of physical infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Lame, etc.); b) First name (see above) plus name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc.); c) Last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.); d) For example, Blind Lime Jefferson, Jakeleg Lemon Johnson or Cripple Kiwi Fillmore, etc. (Well, maybe not “Kiwi.”)

I don’t care how tragic your life, if you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | Random, humor | | No Comments Yet

If you’re reading this…

You can’t sing the blues, sorry, but you just can’t see the last rule of the blues for clarification.

Anyway I know this is random, and not really involved like one of my normal posts, but I got a kick out of it and hope you do, so this is lame kiwi Jackson signing out.

I received this in an email a while ago and while I saved the text I can’t remember who sent it to me, but with no more further ado…

How to sing the Blues … A Primer

——————————————————————————–

Most Blues begin, “Woke up this morning…”

“I got a good woman” is a bad way to begin the Blues, ‘less you stick something nasty in the next line like, “I got a good woman, with the meanest face in town.”

The Blues is simple. After you get the first line right, repeat it. Then find something that rhymes . . . sort of: “Got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Yes, I got a good woman with the meanest face in town. Got teeth like Margaret Thatcher, and she weigh 500 pound.”

The Blues is not about choice. You stuck in a ditch, you stuck in a ditch–ain’t no way out.

Blues cars: Chevys, Fords, Cadillacs and broken-down trucks. Blues don’t travel in Volvos, BMWs, or Sport Utility Vehicles. Most Blues transportation is a Greyhound bus or a southbound train. Jet aircraft an’ state-sponsored motor pools ain’t even in the running. Walkin’ plays a major part in the blues lifestyle. So does fixin’ to die.

Teenagers can’t sing the Blues. Adults sing the Blues. In Blues “adulthood” means being old enough to get the electric chair if you shoot a man in Memphis.

Blues can take place in New York City but not in Hawaii or any place in Canada. Hard times in Minneapolis or Seattle is probably just clinical depression. Chicago, St. Louis, and Kansas City are still the best places to have the Blues. You cannot have the blues in any place that don’t get rain.

A man with male pattern baldness ain’t the blues. A woman with male pattern baldness is. Breaking your leg cause you skiing is not the blues. Breaking your leg ’cause a alligator be chomping on it is.

You can’t have no Blues in a office or a shopping mall. The lighting is wrong. Go outside to the parking lot or sit by the dumpster.

Good places for the Blues: a) Highway; b) Jailhouse; c) Empty bed; d) Bottom of a whiskey glass. Bad places for the Blues: a) Dillard’s; b) Gallery openings; c) Ivy League institutions; d) Golf courses; e) Starbucks

No one will believe it’s the Blues if you wear a suit, ‘less you happen to be a old ethnic person, and you slept in it.

Do you have the right to sing the Blues? Yes, if a) You older than dirt; b) You blind; c) You shot a man in Memphis; d) You can’t be satisfied. No, if a) You have all your teeth; b) You were once blind but now can see; c) The man in Memphis lived; d) You have a 401K or trust fund.

Blues is not a matter of color. It’s a matter of bad luck. Tiger Woods cannot sing the blues. Sonny Liston could. Ugly white people also got a leg up on the blues.

If you ask for water and your darlin’ give you gasoline, it’s the Blues. Other acceptable Blues beverages are a) Cheap wine; b) Whiskey or bourbon; c) Muddy water; d) Nasty black coffee. The following are NOT Blues beverages: a) Perrier; b) Chardonnay; c) Snapple; d) Slim Fast; e) Mocha Latte

If death occurs in a cheap motel or a shotgun shack, it’s a Blues death. Stabbed in the back by a jealous lover is another Blues way to die. So is the electric chair, substance abuse and dying lonely on a broken down cot. You can’t have a Blues death if you die during a tennis match or getting liposuction.

Some Blues names for women: a) Sadie; b) Big Mama; c) Bessie; d) Fat River Dumpling

Some Blues names for men a) Joe; b) Willie; c) Little Willie; d) Big Willie

Persons with names like Michelle, Amber, Debbie, and Heather can’t sing the Blues no matter how many men they shoot in Memphis.

Make your own Blues name Starter Kit: a) Name of physical infirmity (Blind, Cripple, Lame, etc.); b) First name (see above) plus name of fruit (Lemon, Lime, Kiwi, etc.); c) Last name of President (Jefferson, Johnson, Fillmore, etc.); d) For example, Blind Lime Jefferson, Jakeleg Lemon Johnson or Cripple Kiwi Fillmore, etc. (Well, maybe not “Kiwi.”)

I don’t care how tragic your life, if you own a computer, you cannot sing the blues.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | Random, humor | | No Comments Yet

Day 9

Feel the burn?
My Quiet time this morning took me through several psalms and led to me working a bit on a praise song that I’ve worked on on and off for the last year or so. Morning exercise was brutal, necessary, but brutal.

I’ll put up a couple posts later today that I’ve been working on, hopefully when it stops hurting to type.

January 23, 2008 Posted by mfurukawa | 21 Days | | No Comments Yet