I can only get my drummer in the winter; he plays with Grand Funk all summer.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
As regards my feelings about drummers - there's Buddy Rich, and then there's everybody else.
I definitely move to the beat of my own drummer and man, he's not playing something anyone has heard before. It's pretty cool, though. Pretty cool.
I am also a drummer of sorts. I've got an electronic set sitting in my bedroom.
I look up to a lot of old school drummers from the '70s, '80s, and '90s.
You know what, the drummer is my manager. He's busy. And I'm busy. I don't need the dough, though. But having said that, there's a limit to how much bad music I wanna play. I did it when I was young, and some of the music was OK, but it wasn't great.
I'm the greatest rock and roll drummer on the planet and you suck.
Almost the moment he died, they put him in Playboy as one of the greatest drummers, which he was - there's no doubt about it. There's never been anybody since. He's one of the greatest drummers that ever lived.
Plus I am being hounded by all the fabulous new drummers, Bill Stewart at the head of the pack.
My drummer, Gene Lake, is Oliver Lake's son. So I certainly have wide tastes, in not only what I listen to, but what I play as well.
The drummer is the backbone of the band and is the real underrated one.
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