Years and years of hard work, bashing drums, rippin' strings and busting out our ear drums was going to be ripped from our feet. The moment I met the guy I knew we would be friends till the end. I'd loved and lost lots throughout my lifetime but I didn't know how I would continue living if what was about to happen, actually happened.
"Hey man, it's Dave," I exclaimed down the phone, "Look man, we've just lost our drummer, do you know any guys lookin' for a band?" After losing William, we really needed to find someone fast, and Taylor seemed like a guy with good connections.
"Uh, yeah," I started, a grin creeping across my face, "I'll be your fuckin' drummer."
After scoring the best drummer in the world in 1997, that was it. We had everything. A year or two flew by and we were on top of the fuckin' world. Lost some members, gained some members, but any mopey moments were easily blurred with the sound of loud metal and crowds screamin' their lungs out.
We entered the next century on top of the world, playing as hard as we could, for as long as we could, trying to please the world with our efforts. It came to summer in 2001 and we were tourin' in London once again. T and I had been on a night out after a show and before getting too shit faced, I went back to my room with my at-the-time girlfriend.
Taylor didn't want to go back and stayed out with a few friends he'd met on the road. I knew the guy had a problem with substance abuse but I never ever imagined being sat where I am now. By his side, his hand in mine, praying that he will wake up.
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our little lifetime || taylor hawkins and dave grohl
Romance"pictures of us sharing songs and cigarettes, this is how i'll always picture you." set after taylor overdose in 2001, dave slowly realises, after watching taylor brush with death that maybe his love for him was more than brotherhood? shows the stru...
