I told Jill Y that I needed some time and space to gather my thought. Bon Jovi hatred is an all-consuming passion and I refused to be distracted by distractions. I took myself up a hill and turned my back on society as we know it. 20 mins later, I returned, invigorated and ready to catch myself a so-called singer of a so-called band of so-called Musicians.
A milk crate for a musician? I’d have used a snare drum myself.
Bill Y, you seem to see the world through rosé glasses.
Such an easy mistake, comparing drummers to musicians.