Today is the 68th birthday of this lovely fellow.
If you don’t know who he is, it’s Roger Taylor – the drummer from Queen.
I don’t know how I’ll be at 68, but having seen him perform in concert at the amazing Hollywood Bowl only a month ago, I can tell you I doubt I’ll have as much energy as he has.
Hell, I don’t have as much energy as he has now.
I would love to sit down with him and talk to him.
Find our how he looks at his life.
How he feels playing songs he wrote in his 20’s and 30’s.
Anyway, as it’s his special day [and let’s not forget Mr Poodle Perm, Brian May turned 70 only a week ago, SEVENTY!!!] I will honour this man of rock by giving him his own 1970esque drum solo on this blog.
Not just any solo, but one he did with his son Rufus, the drummer in The Darkness.
While doing that must have been utterly amazing for both of them, even I can’t deal with 10 minutes of skin-bashing so I’ve edited it down to a more manageable chunk.
[You can thank me later]
And with that, I wish Mr Taylor a very happy birthday.
