Right now Rick Allen's in the hospital, trying to learn how to play again with only one arm. He's playing with a bowl, a cup, another bowl and a tray for drums. Hey, you're a millionaire ten times over. How bout just having them bring you some, oh, I dunno, drums?
UPDATE: crap. as I'm writing this, the band walks in with some drum pads for him to play on. rats. Thanks guys. You're fuckin up Xmastime's rhymes, dawg!
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