Foo(l) Fighter

For years my husband tried to get me to listen to the Foo Fighters, but I stubbornly refused. I didn’t have any good reason for it, except maybe a bit of pride — I hate being late to the party of a popular trend. At the time I met my husband, the Foos had only been on the scene for five years, but he’d discovered them and I hadn’t.

I was a Foo Fool. Or Foo(l).

But there was no denying the awesome of Dave Grohl and company, including Taylor Hawkins on the drums. It was those incredible drum beats and fills that finally won me over and converted me to what can only be described as an obsessive Foo Fighters fan.

It was that Foo conversion that also inspired, actually re-inspired, my desire to be a girl drummer. And I didn’t want just to be an average girl drummer, I wanted to drum like Taylor Hawkins pretty much the same day I set up my new-to-me drum kit. Even though I’ve never had a single drum lesson except for a couple of YouTube videos. Even though I’ve never even owned a set of sticks until recently. None of that mattered; I just wanted to drum like a bada$$.

Because I’m a Foo(l) like that.