Correction: Dave Grohl Does Not Hate You Because You Use a Computer

Oh, Dave Grohl. You’re 43 years old. Everybody who will possibly ever love you already loves you. You have great hair, a wonderful beard, a classically refined sense of style. You have made jam after jam after jam. So will you ever stop being so darned charming? We know the answer now: No. No you will not.

The latest assault of Grohl magic comes to us in the form of an apology for his Grammys acceptance speech. If you’ve been living under a rock — or, you know, living a full, rich life — here’s a reminder: After nabbing the Best Rock Performance statuette, Grohl opined that “the human element of music is what’s important. Singing into a microphone and learning to play an instrument and learning to do your craft, that’s the most important thing for people to do … It’s not about being perfect, it’s not about sounding absolutely correct, it’s not about what goes on in a computer.”

Oh! But Dave?! Lots of rad people make music on computers. Off the top of my head, I’m just going to think of one, and that … person … is … whoever made the beat for Dru Hill’s “How Deep Is Your Love.” (No? Bad example? Let’s just move on.) Anyway, apparently overcome with grief for being, you know, kind of a dick, Davey Dave has released an apology statement. It’s earnest, and thought-out, and funny. The important bits via the press release:

What I was referring to [was t]he “human element.” That thing that happens when a song speeds up slightly, or a vocal goes a little sharp. That thing that makes people sound like PEOPLE. Somewhere along the line those things became “bad” things, and with the great advances in digital recording technology over the years they became easily “fixed.” The end result? I my humble opinion … a lot of music that sounds perfect, but lacks personality. The one thing that makes music so exciting in the first place.

And, unfortunately, some of these great advances have taken the focus off of the actual craft of performance. Look, I am not Yngwie Malmsteen. I am not John Bonham. Hell … I’m not even Josh Groban, for that matter. But I try really fucking hard so that I don’t have to rely on anything but my hands and my heart to play a song. I do the best that I possibly can within my limitations, and accept that it sounds like me. Because that’s what I think is most important. It should be real, right? Everybody wants something real.

I don’t know how to do what Skrillex does (though I fucking love it) but I do know that the reason he is so loved is because he sounds like Skrillex, and that’s badass. We have a different process and a different set of tools, but the “craft” is equally as important, I’m sure. I mean … if it were that easy, anyone could do it, right? (See what I did there?)

So, don’t give me two Crown Royals and then ask me to make a speech at your wedding, because I might just bust into the advantages of recording to 2 inch tape.

Now, I think I have to go scream at some kids to get off my lawn.

Stay frosty.


Ah, Grohly. You are forgiven! Like we could actually stay mad at you …

Filed Under: Apologies, Dave Grohl, Foo Fighters, Music, The Grammys

Amos Barshad has written for New York Magazine, Spin, GQ, XXL, and the Arkansas Times. He is a staff writer for Grantland.

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