A loud drummer serves to do nothing but annoy those close by, and totally dominate any attempt at singing. A drummer used to come to our occasional big games back in the day, and served only to drown out any atmosphere with his random, inappropriate and LOUD drumming. The team thankfully made sure that really big games were sufficiently thin on the ground for this not to be too much of an issue.
Last Saturday's frustrating stalemate with Sutton Coldfield was (and I can't believe I'm typing this) enlivened by the visitor's musicians. Not just a lump of a fan banging a drum with the natural rhythm of a thrashing octopus, missing a few limbs, caught up in a fisherman's net. No, these guys could....actually play.
As well as a trumpet player, Sutton Coldfield sported 2 drummers (a'la Adam and the Ants circa 1980) to lend gusto to proceedings. Even those Sutton supporters not directly involved with the instruments knew their roles within the overall orchestration with additional percussion and vocals, if "vocals" can be extended to include just the word "Tequila!" shouted with gusto.
A quick word of warning to our fans. Just because we all experienced a reasonable band on Saturday, do not feel you are under any pressure to follow suit. We Poppies fans have an unfortunate habit of "monkey see, monkey do" when it comes to seeing opposition fans doing something shiny and new. Sometimes this works out for the best - you'll find it difficult to believe, but PATGOD wasn't the world's first fanzine....! Sometimes it works out not so well - I still shudder at the recollection of Dave Chuckle, having heard a drummer, turning up at an away game with a cucumber and attempting to replicate the sound of semi-professional percussionist with a large vegetable and any random flat surface.....
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