I become obsessed with things easily: I discover a TV show and have to watch the whole series; hear about a new artist and must know everything about them; get a new album and listen to it (or even a single song from it) nonstop for weeks. A random idea pops into my head and I turn it over and over until it's as smooth as a stone. I learn a piece of trivia and have to tell everyone I meet.
I was going to start a spotlight back in 2010 called "Current Obsession," but I obsess a lot, so that feature could be its own blog. If you check out the posts labeled "obsession," you get a hint of the variety and intensity. I'm actually surprised so few have that tag... I guess I wasn't too obsessive with my use of that label. Or just gave in and realized that if I write about something, I'm probably obsessed. But I digress!
The last time I was obsessed with Rockapella, I focused on Scott Leonard's straight shiny teeth - even using them as my IM avatar for several months. Seeing those teeth sparkle in person must have been enough to tide me over, because now I'm obsessed with Jeff Thacher, the mouth drummer. (It goes without saying that I'm also obsessed with the phrase "mouth drummer.")
I spend too much brainpower wondering a multitude of things, such as:
Does he mouth drum all the time? Like, without realizing it? I sometimes make noises with my mouth, snap, or tap my feet when I space out. But would you still randomly do it when its what you do for a living?
How do you figure out you can mouth drum? How do people react when you tell them you want to be a mouth drummer? How do they react when you tell them you are a mouth drummer?
If I were to continue my drum lessons, could he teach me instead? Does he know all the drum names or just how they sound? Can he actually play the drums if he sits down at a set? If he can't play drums, how did he learn how to sound like them? If I played drums, would he duet with me? Could I stop my lessons and have him hide behind me while I pretend to play?
Would he be willing to supply the best beats for my impromptu dance parties? Most importantly: would he dance with me?
I have a feeling I'm going to be obsessing about all of this and more until I see Rockapella again, stick around after the show, and ask him face-to-face.