When I hear the bagpipes, it makes the hairs on my neck stand on end. It always makes me weep.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck at certain music.
When you've heard one bagpipe tune, you've heard them both.
These are bagpipes. I understand the inventor of the bagpipes was inspired when he saw a man carrying an indignant, asthmatic pig under his arm. Unfortunately, the man-made sound never equalled the purity of the sound achieved by the pig.
I like to think that my music allows people that cathartic cry.
When I plug in my guitar and play it really loud, loud enough to deafen most people, that's my shot of adrenaline, and there's nothing like it. That's what it's always been for me - to be the flame the tribe dances around.
I've always seen my drumming as lyrical anyway.
I do seem to like to combine the dramatic emotional warmth of strings with the grooves and body business of drums and bass.
I have a big problem with piped music. I like either silence or to listen to it properly.
The only time I'm miserable is when I can't keep an instrument in tune.
It is the most delightful thing that ever happens to me, when I hear something coming out of my guitar and out of my mouth that wasn't there before.