Counterpoint: Neal Peart Was A WORSE Drummer Than He Was A Lyricist--And Rush's Lyrics Were Mostly Hella Dumb
Lotsa people loved Rush--I saw them in concert at least six times, probably more, maybe 10 times, but I was no superfan. Basically, when you are too young to drive and no longer live in the city, you go the concerts your older friends and your older siblings and their friends go to. Rainbow! Asia! Genesis! Yes! Maiden! U2! Frank Zappa! Ok, that last one was pretty fucking wild. Anywho, the weak link in Rush, besides the singing, was Peart. I'm sure he was very nice, but his lyrics were risible boiling Objectivist garbage. Sure, he disavowed them later in his life, but, sorry dude, you recorded that shit. Made records. The records exist. Your job was to make literal records of how much you sucked. (And there are plenty of lyrics in rock and pop and punk to like; not everybody is as shallow and tedious as Peart. Atrios is being stupid.) But even worse than that inanity was the man's godawful drumming. Neal Peart's drumming was a masturbation Josh Marshall would single-handedly endorse. See what I did there? Way too busy, way too intricate, it took away from the music, though it did help to distract from the embarrassing lyrics. Maybe that was the point. Whatevs. Yuck.
Now this is good great drumming.
David Narcizo knows a fuck of a lot more about masterful drumming than Neal Peart. Notice Narcizo doesn't need an 11,409 piece drum set to get it done. And his playing is not annoying at all. His drumming actually makes the song better, not worse. Fucking magic!
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