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Every band needs a drummer,
he's the beat, but he's also
the butt of all the jokes.

How do you know when it
is a drummer at the door?

He knocks three times
and comes in late.

What's the difference between
a drummer and a drum machine?

You only have to punch
the information into
the drum machine once.

The drummer is always the butt
of all jokes, that is their fate
for being really loud and annoying.

Factor in the offstage excess,
the clown like personality,

the unhealthy appetite
for destruction

and you can see why drummers
don't get taken seriously.

I think most people look at
drummers like these Neanderthals
that beat things up for a living.

Every time you defend drummers,
you find something in a newspaper
the next day saying someone has

hurled a television out of a top
floor window again. The drummer.

DRUMMING

The drummer might be the hyperactive
delinquent of the group, but rock
bands are built from the ground up

and the drummer lays
down the foundations.

All of the truly great bands
have had a titan behind the skins.

You are only as good as your drummer.

Any band is only as
good as its drummer.

I've always felt the drummer
is the goalkeeper of the band.

The buck stops here.

Drums are absolutely central.

They are the beat.

The drums are the heart
of any rock'n'roll group.

The drums are the powerhouse.

You can get away with somebody who's
not the greatest guitar player.

The bass player can get away with it,
but the drummer can't.

He has to be top of the range.

He is the person that is
making the framework that
everything else hangs on.

The drummers are always the
ones that are working the most.

We are listening to the bass player,
listening to the guitarist,

we are listening to the singer, we
hear the crowd, we watch everything.

It's down to the drummer
to steer a steady course.

The bigger the occasion,
the more the onus is on him
to keep the show on the road.

Take me down
To the paradise city

Where the grass is green
And the girls are pretty

Oh, won't you take me home?

Sove it!

Guns and Roses were in big stadiums.
I was the one guy that was
holding the whole thing together.

It's like being in the driver's seat.

I thought I was driving
a gigantic semi truck.

HORN BEEPS

I'd watch the guys running around,
these guys were all over the place.

It was
like watching a ping-pong game.

I would watch Axel go
back and forth across the stage.

The whole audience, their eyes
would go that way and that way.

Slash would be almost a
football field away at times.

I'd be like, "Hey, pull together."

I'd picture it as whenever
I play with Matt, he's got

a bass drum the size of his house
and I can crawl inside of it, that's
why I play all the way to the back.

Steering the rock juggernaut
to stadium triumph with thousands
hanging on his every whack and thud

is the promised land
that all drummers strive to reach.

To scale those Olympian heights
takes years of pain and practice.

Thank you!

The road to drumming
Nirvana begins with a child.

A normal child with a healthy
interest in popular music.

Then, one day, a life changing
image is planted in their head.

Kids particularly usually
see a particular player

and just think,
"That is what I want to do."

There was a film, Drum Crazy,
which featured Sal Mineo

playing the part of Jean Crooper.

This was a beautiful looking
guy, like a movie star.

White Marine drums,
I thought, "Oh, that is me."

I think I was nine. Karen Carpenter.

I saw her performing on television,
I said, "Daddy, I can do that."

I was about 12 years old
my parents got cable
so we finally got MTV.

I can't read my crucifix...

I remember specifically one night
seeing a Motley Crew video

and you see Tommy Lee
in a drum cage spinning around.

Take it round...

That is the job for me.

The seed is sown, but the urge
to drum won't flower

without an extreme act of altruism
from doting, but perhaps
unwitting parents.

I actually wanted to be a drummer,

but no intelligent parent buys
their child a drum set.

Growing up,
I had the drums in the garage.

It was murder.

I'm sure it would drive people nuts
because they are very anti-social.

I used to play in the living room
when they were watching television.

I couldn't really play at that point
so it must have been
a horrendous racket.

I came home one day to a trashed
drum kit that my brother had
poked holes in the drum heads.

That was the beginning
and knowing that I...

had to get good enough
that it was listenable.

To prevent his new pride and joy
from been sabotaged
by angry siblings,

the drummers got to knuckle down
and get good ASAP.

The good news is that he has chosen
a rock'n'roll, not rocket science,

and, with patience, the basics
can be mastered pretty quickly.

The vast majority for all
rock drumming is effectively that.

Boom, baff, boom, baff.

That is all you need.
You are up and running.

I am quite confident when I say,
if I had six months to teach someone

to play drums, if they put the time
in, they would be able to play most
tunes that are in the top 10 today.

It can't be that simple. There must
be loads of different beats and
rhythms to master. Mustn't there?

When it comes down to intention, what
do you like about playing the drums?

I know plenty of drummers
when they hear a song,

first thing they think is, "How many
drum rolls can I do in this song?"

I know other drummers that will
listen to the same song and think,
"What is the most simple way

"I can do this so that people
who don't play the drums
will like air drum along to it?"

There was no room for Flash
Harry showing off in nirvana
where Dave Grohl rose to fame.

Here was a band who stripped
back any unnecessary extras.

In that band, we were focused on
simplifying things, a simple riff, a
simple melody, a simple arrangement.

As a drummer, I was just trying
to propel that in a simple way.

With the lights out
it's less dangerous

Here we are now
entertain us...

According to Dave Grohl, rock
drumming is about keeping it simple.

But what is it about this
simple beat that has kept us
moving for all these years?

If you listen to a band like ACDC,
that is a prime example of a band

that the groove is so simple, but you
cannot deny that it shakes your ass.

Pigeon black
I hit the sack

I've been nowhere
and I'm glad to be back

Gettin' loose from the noose...

That swagger of a groove, it was
sexy, that kind of thing.

Below the waist grooves,
that's sexual.

Nine lives
cats eyes...

It's not the wailing vocals or even
the guitarists power riff shaking
this crowd's collective ass then.

It's all down to the drummer
and his sexual grooves.

When you are playing up there
and you are playing live,
you look out there and realise

what you are doing is making
everybody's fist move up and down
in the air.

They are jumping, they are moshing,
they are clapping, stomping,
they are going crazy to the music

and the whole vibe, but what is
moving them I believe is the drums.

As the moon controls the tides,

I am controlling the way
these people move.

The drumming
is why everyone reveres rock bands...

..because it is the first instrument.
Inside your mum,

you've heard this...boom, boom, boom.

As innate as a heartbeat
is so obvious and primitive,

we have it all inside us and
drummers actually get it out.

Deep stuff indeed.

It is almost as if the
drums take us back, way back.

Drumming is like,
you're like an ape

banging his chest at the
entrance to his cave.

Some dude started beating
on a rock or whatever,

stopped beating on his mate
and everyone went, "Uhhhh!?"

When the Police's Stewart
Copeland started pounding the skins,

he soon realised it wasn't
just about thrashing beats.

What he was doing
was unleashing the beast within.

When I played in my first band,

I was elevated from runt of
the litter to power machine.

I could see the effect on
my social status immediately.

And I can only bring them home...

I might be a little nothing,
piece of snot, but listen to
this music, it is terrifying.

Are you not terrified
by the noise that I bring to you?

Strap on adult masculinity.

It's hair on your chest
that you don't yet possess.

If you look as anthropology
documentaries about primates,

the big hairy ape silver back is
banging tree trunks and making noise.

The association with noise and
primacy is established and I'm sure
for us humans as well it applies.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

Rock music makes you manly.

For the aspiring sticks man,
becoming king of the jungle
is a tantalising prospect,

but full silver back status won't be
his until he gets out there to play

and to do that, he will
need some help from his mates.

Nobody wants to hear you on your own.

That's your first hurdle
that you have to get over.

You're always going to have to
be accompanied by someone else.

You can't play alone,
that would be like...

you know.

The thing about being
a guitarist is

you can always
take up your instrument,

stand outside a tube station,
strum away, do Wonderwall, sorted.

You might make a few bob that way.
If you are a drummer, forget it.

That's the part about
being a drummer that sucks.

It is not like you can throw
your drum set over your back
and carry it to the airport.

The only way you
can make it work as a drummer is
in the company of others.

Once the gang is gathered,
the drummer is poised

to stride manfully on stage, climb
behind his shiny new kit and count
his band in for the first time.

But a nasty shock awaits.

The thing about bands is
there is a distinct hierarchy.

At the top of the ladder is
the lead singer.

The second rung down, the guitarist.
There is this intermediate level

called the bass player, then right
at the bottom, you have the drummer.

It seems the drummers lot is to be
the last in the band pecking order.

He is the bottom of the heap
and that means the
butt of all the jokes.

What do you call a guy who hangs
round musicians? The drummer.

What is the last thing a
drummer ever says in a band?
You've got an idea for a song.

There's a whole
lexicon of drummer put downs.

Mummy, mummy, when I grow
up I want to be a drummer.

She said, "You can't do both."

It is a cohesive common joke
that adheres the group together.

Together against the drummer.

Where did the band bonding
over a good ribbing of
their drummer stem from?

Maybe like much in rock'n'roll,
it can be traced back to The Beatles

and their happy-go-lucky
tubs man, Ringo Starr.

Where is he?
Where is he? There he is.

Hello, Bongo!

That's Ringo!

Oh, is he there as well?

He was a clown figure.

The comical character
of the Beatles was Ringo,

with his fabulous hooter

and his lack of
understanding of the drum kit.

He makes me laugh, that whole kind of
head thing he does playing the drums.

People did take the
Mickey out of Ringo.

I guess he came across
as an affable, fun sort of guy,
not that serious.

I guess someone has to be
the fall guy. You know what he
always reminded me of? A parrot.

The rest of The Beatles were
cocksure, and steering the ship,
but he was the ship's parrot.

And aboard the good ship Beatles, or
should that be submarine, the crew
each had a distinct role to play.

John Lennon, rhythm guitar.
He was the cheeky one.

Paul McCartney, bass guitar.

He was the cute one.

George Harrison, lead guitar.

The quiet one.
So, as the last to join the band...

Ringo Starr, drums...

..was running out of options.

Ringo definitely seemed like
the playful one.

It wasn't Lennon. An interviewer
asked John Lennon

if Ringo Starr was the best drummer
in the world, and John Lennon said,

"He's not even the best
drummer in The Beatles."

He felt he had to compensate
with his personality

because his musical talent wasn't
matching the others in the band.

She loves you, yeah, yeah yeah

She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah

And with a love like that
you know you should be glad...

Was he the best drummer
in the Beatles, right?

All that bollocks about Ringo not
being a good drummer, bullshit.

I think Ringo,
even though he is a Beatle,

is underrated as a drummer.

I think he was fantastically
perfect for what they did,
and he's got this wrist action.

You know...
She loves you, yeah...

He's just great. Nobody has to defend
Ringo, he's fucking Ringo Starr.

He's the drummer of The Beatles.

If it weren't for Ringo,
The Beatles wouldn't have
sounded like The Beatles.

And if The Beatles hadn't
sounded like The Beatles,
there'd be no Beatles.

Does that make any sense?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Almost, but not quite.
Ringo was the fall guy though,
happy to play the fool.

Not that he was alone. The drummer's
role has always encompassed court
entertainer as well as timekeeper.

A lot of people think that the
drummer is kind of the jester
of the band, or the clown.

We are entertainers.
People like to be entertained.

Drummers, in keeping with their
old long-standing vaudeville
background and pedigree,

are part comedian, part
circus act, part musician.

So when you're Carl Palmer with ELP,
you've got a bell in your mouth.

Ringing a bell like that, and taking
your shirt off and playing two
bass drums drums at the same time.

The circus quotient has gone up.

Seventies supergroup ELP's musical
pedigree and serious attitude

to their art didn't stop Carl Palmer
resorting to a few visual tricks
to keep the crowd happy.

Yes, I used to take my shirt off.
I'd do so many things. I used to
hold gong beaters up in the air.

I did have a revolving drum riser,

I had a couple of aeroplanes
strobe runway lights,

which gave off this great thing
happening on the back of the gongs.

You know, how much visual
candy can you give the eyes?

Then we thought, as much as
we can possibly put in there.

Let's give them all the bits on top.

All this grandstanding is aimed
to entertain, but could it also
be classic display behaviour?

A plaintive cry of,
"Look at me," from the band
member stuck at the back?

Being right at the back of the
stage, which normally a drummer is,

you don't get noticed necessarily
unless you do something.

You become very animated,
and your movement becomes
larger than life,

so that's a lot of this,
and "Hey, I'm up here."

You can do a bit of this
and a bit of this,

and, "Look at that guy, he's good!"

You can do that, or whatever.

You spin your sticks,
and all that kind of thing.

However animated the drummer
might get, more often than not
it's a losing battle.

Especially if all eyes
are on the lead singer.

Once I had a love
and it was a gas

Soon turned out
had a heart of glass.

Seemed like the real thing
only to find

Mucho mistrust
love's gone behind...

Because the lead singer's
in the spotlight

there is always a bit of jealousy
in the band

towards the attention
he or she gets.

If you're Debbie Harry,
that's a lot of attention.

So if you are Clem Burke,
you understand why he wants to make
a lot of noise and thrash about

because he's trying
to get people to notice him.

While there is this smashing blonde
stood at the front in the lights.

It must be very frustrating for him.

Seemed like the real thing
only to find

Mucho mistrust
love's gone behind

Ooh! Whoa!

I think when you're a drummer, you
know what you're signing up for.

You're not signing up
to be the star of the band.

Resigned to their lack of stardom,
abused by their band mates

and feeling the pressure
to amuse the hordes,

drummers look
to each other for support.

And, for the good of the species,
they huddle together to
form a kind of club.

Other drummers do tend to be
delightful, and very encouraging
of each other.

It's probably because they're so
marginalised by those bastards
who play guitars and things.

We have our moments, and when we
get together there are certain times

when something happens.

I really don't know what it is,
but there is that magic there.
It's probably we're drunk.

They tend to get on.

Some of my best friends
are drummers, and we get on.

We sort of understand.
We don't talk about high hats.

By the end of the tour all the
drummers came into my room,

and we were taking turns
playing on the kit.

You know what I mean?

Warm-up exercises,
something, just sharing.

Now this is an
interesting development.

Could it be that there is part
of the drummer's complex psyche

that actually makes him a more
sociable and civilised being
than the rest of the band?

They're always the guys that I guess
have less of an ego

and are just happier
and more well-adjusted musicians.

Da-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

That's more like it. All the
sensitive talk of caring and sharing
was getting a little worrying.

Isn't it more a case of
drummers having to stick together

because they're so annoying to
be around for the rest of the band?

Drummers are very, very,
very, very different.

Very strange.

OCD.

ADD.

ADHD.

Rrr... You name it.

Ba! Gzzzhhh!

Chick, chick, chick... Boom!

I think Dr Ryder
could be on to something here.

Drummers' brains and limbs
do seem to be wired up

differently to the rest of the band,
and the tell-tale signs are obvious.

Doom! Rrrr!

It's almost like you're born with
a disease or a nervous twitch.

Drummers are like a dog that always
wants to play fetching a stick.

It's nervous energy.

Gzzzhhh! Gzzzhhh!

Hey, I want to try this cymbal.

Oh, man. You getting that?

Having dinner with a drummer
is nearly always a bit like
having dinner on the Orient Express.

The table is like that.

And a group of drummers
at a table, it's a bit like
being in an earthquake.

RUMBLING
SCREAMING

The drummer's tapping and twitching
affliction is anti-social for sure,

but could this be a sign of a more
serious psychological disorder?

Are drummers actually all crazy?

There's a schizophrenia that comes
with having to split your head

into all these different rhythms
and what have you.

I think you've got to be
as mad as a box of frogs.

HE MUTTERS AND MUMBLES

Nearly every drummer I've ever met
has been completely bonkers.

Probably the craziest guys in the
band are usually drummers, you know?

Some of my friends, Tommy Lee,
obviously everyone knows about him.

What do we know about Tommy Lee?
Plays drums in Motley Crue,
tattoos everywhere,

Pamela Anderson's ex, and most
importantly, he really shouldn't be
left alone with a box of matches.

I'm a bit of a pyromaniac.

We used to have a lot of fun in hotel
rooms where we'd pour hairspray from
the top of someone's hotel door down,

so the whole
door was covered in hairspray,

and we'd bang on the door, and you
would hear somebody come to the door,
and you'd light the bottom and run.

They'd open the door, and
the whole door was like...

Throughout the 80s,
Tommy Lee carried the torch

for drummer demolition, raising the
bar for rock'n'roll excess, and then
setting it alight for good measure.

He fought the law,
but eventually the law won.

I got busted and I spent four months
in Los Angeles County jail.

There was no getting
out of it any more.

I had used up my get
out of jail free card.

No phone, no TV,
no radio, no nothing.

You go crazy after a while.

You can only do so many push-ups and
read so many books. There was this
piece of metal over the window,

and I started banging on everything,
I'm like, "That's killer." Boom!

Boom! Ka! Ka! Ka!

I hear down the hallway
someone joining in on their bars.

Ding! Ding! All of a sudden, we had
the whole block just ripping.

We would do it a couple of times
a week, someone would just start,

and it would be,
"Oh, shit, here we go."

It's possible to overstep the mark,
and jail is no place

for someone with higher-than-average
levels of nervous energy.

But what we wouldn't want is
for drummers to be too squeaky
clean, or reasonable, would we?

You want somebody that's got that
little bit of madness within them.

There's always got to be a little
bit of madness within a drummer.

They take the band
to somewhere else that you never
knew you were going to go to.

Never was this truer than with the
drumming alchemist who blended
a short attention span,

a healthy dose of eccentric charm,

and a large pinch of recklessness,
and took his band
to a whole new level.

The Who's Keith Moon.

He was the craziest
human being on the planet.

If you could live with him, he was
the best drummer of all time.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

Moon was the clown,

and in some ways...

the centre of the anarchy
in the band.

Keith Moon, I watched him closely,

and nobody could imitate
what the hell he was doing.

It was so unique.
There is no one like him.

I can go any way
Where to?

I can do any how
Win or lose

I can go any way
Where to?

Any way, any how
any way I choose...

To me, he played his instrument
like the person that he was,

just kind of crazy
and out of control.

Nobody played like Keith Moon
before.

Everybody kind of...
HE PLAYS THE DRUMS

you know. And he'd...

HE SMASHES THE DRUMS

That's what was so genius about him,

that there it was,
sounding like complete random,
when in fact it's not.

It's completely on the
button all the time.

If creating havoc was an Olympic
sport, Keith Moon would have
been weighed down with gold.

No one knows what it's
like to be the bad man

To be the sad man
behind blue eyes...

He excelled at launching TVs out
of hotel windows, detonating
cherry bombs down lavatories,

and finding new ways
to trash his drum kit.

He was completely eccentric,
he was everything in excess.

He could be the most sensitive,

the most arrogant, the most
gentle, the most aggressive.

It was like walking through
a minefield with him,

blindfolded with a pair of hobnail
boots at all times -

you never knew when he was going to
go off in one direction or another.

He's the archetype, he's the
great genius of the kit,

and he also invented
most of the rock'n'roll cliches
that people are still...

grasping towards when they embark
on their pop careers these days.

Moon was also the nervous
flyer's worst nightmare.

I remember him getting a hand
grenade, it looked like a hand
grenade, but it was a lighter.

He got it like that, and rolled
it down the aisle of the plane.

I mean, can you imagine the
people looking at the hand grenade?

If you did that today, you'd, "Agh!"

And now for Moon's
piece de resistance.

You think about it, you have
to get up a kind of speed.

Well, it's probably
mainly true, isn't it?

It's happened, but it's not
something I particularly care to do.

First of all you have to get
the Bentley into the garden,

to get the first wheels
to go over the edge of the pool,
and then you're stuck.

He drove the Roller
into the swimming pool.

I think it was a Lincoln Continental.

That became a bit like televisions
out the window, that became
very much part of drumming lore.

Keith Moon effortlessly drew
the gaze of the audience
and the cameras.

Nobody ever thought of
him as just the drummer.

But a drummer needn't raise
merry hell in order to
make a name for himself.

Another option is to clear his
throat, make a silent prayer
to the gods of rhythm and sing.

On a dark desert highway

Cool wind in my hair...

Hotel California was The Eagles'
biggest hit, and helped keep

their greatest hits at the top of
the album charts for several years.

Not bad considering their drummer,
Don Henley, is performing the
song almost single-handedly.

My head grew heavy
and my sight grew dim

I had to stop for the night

Welcome to the Hotel California

Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place

Such a lovely face...

Karen Carpenter delivered
her brand of toothsome
melody from behind the kit.

I picked up my bag, I went
looking for a place to hide...

While The Band's Levon Helm
thought nothing of singing
Dixie from the drum stool.

Who could fail to
be impressed by that?

I personally am not a big
fan of the drummer singing.

It gives me the creeps a bit.

It just starts to give me
a yucky feeling. It's a bit...

showbiz, I guess.
It's not very dignified.

And it's tough for a drummer to sing
if he's really playing his drums,

because he's working
and breathing hard.

I think the sooner you can get from
behind the drum set to the front of
the stage, and you can pay somebody

to play four on the floor and the
offbeat for you, the better it is.

Sunday night, Mr Farmer called,
said, "Listen son,
you're wasting time

There's a future for you
in the fire-escape trade
Come up to town...

Most drummers are perfectly
happy to stick to their main job,

perhaps chipping in the odd
backing vocal where necessary.

Especially when they band already
has a charismatic lead singer,

as was the case when Phil Collins
was on drum duty for Genesis.

I saw Genesis when Peter Gabriel
was the frontman,

and Phil would sing
the occasional song.

La-la-la-la

La-la-la-la...

You could just never
see what was to come.

She seems to have
an invisible touch

She reaches in and grabs
right hold of your heart

She seems to have
an invisible touch...

Reluctant he may have been
to swap his sticks for a microphone,

but when Peter Gabriel hung up his
floppy hat and left Genesis in 1975,

it fell to Phil to take on
the mantle of lead singer.

Well, I didn't want to be the singer
in Genesis, that's the first thing.

In fact my first reaction when
I heard he was leaving was that,
let's do everything instrumentally.

So I ended up by default,
because we couldn't find
anyone else, getting the job.

She seems to have
an invisible touch

She reaches in and grabs
right hold of your heart...

Being a drummer,
first and foremost, all my life,

to go on stage
is like the dream boys have about
going to school with no pants on.

It's like going in front of
an audience with no drum kit

and just having a microphone
stand between you and this crowd.

I was suddenly without
my security blanket.

Phil Collins' success as a frontman
catapulted him into a solo career,

when his soul-searching songs
struck a chord with the mainstream.

I can feel it coming
in the air tonight

Oh, Lord...

But once a drummer,
always a drummer.

And his signature tune In The Air
Tonight is more likely to be drummed
along to than hummed along to.

Even fans of his love songs,
blissfully unaware of his origins
behind the skins,

know the drum barrage this song
is building towards.

When they hear In The Air Tonight,
they're reminded I'm a drummer.

Other people see the show and wonder
what a drumkit is doing there.

"You can do something else?
How awfully talented of you!"

It's an interesting record
because not a lot happens,

for two minutes...
I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight

Oh Lord

I've been waiting for this moment

All my life

Oh Lord...

Performing his biggest hit live gave
Phil a multi-tasking headache -

how to sing one of his most
heartfelt lyrics and nail the drum
part everyone was waiting for.

It's a problem. I've got
to end up on the drums,

I don't want to sing a song
from the drums.

Physically, I can sing from behind a
drumkit all night, but it looks crap.

I remember, don't worry...

I would walk around up the stairs,

down the stairs...

You can hear people say,
"He's never gonna get there!"

"He's going too slowly!"

Do you know what, I'm not sure
he IS gonna get there.

If you work it out where you should
be at a certain line, then you arrive
at the drumkit and...

I can feel it
coming in the air tonight...

Vuh-vuh, vuh-vuh, vuh-vuh!

We've all done it.

I've been waiting
for this moment all my life

Oh Lord...

It's going to be on my gravestone,
I think.

'He came, he went, he played,
"Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah-dah..." '

I've been waiting for this moment

All my life...
Phil Collins managed
to pull off being a frontman

without losing touch with
his inner ape and the primal urge
to play drums.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

But if striding to the front and
using his mouth to communicate

with other humans is beyond
most drummers,

there is still one attention-seeking
trump card left to play.

It's controversial, can be risky

and it is not for the faint-hearted.

You guessed it.
It's time for the drum solo.

I don't care how many prog concerts
you went to in the 1970s,

there was this 20 minutes, Lauren,
where it was the best thing,

and he was all over the kit -
two kick drums. Wow! No.

I'm not a big fan of drum solos
at all. I can think of nothing worse

than listening to Ginger Baker doing
Toad for five hours.

There's that sinking feeling you get
when you see the bass player

and guitarist unplug and walk off...
Oh, GOD.

He'd get up and go on for 35 minutes,

which is frankly too long.

We really looked forward to that
drum solo. We'd have a fag,

a few drinks, whatever you're doing
at that time - it's great.

The drum solo gave the band
a welcome mid-set break.

But they could be a bit of a drag
if you were stood in the crowd.

Unless, of course,
you were a drummer.

As a fan, I'd be the only excited
one to watch.

They're getting beers, or to buy
a T-shirt, or whatever -

he's ripping, right now!

The way the solo
left some gig-goers cold

made Motley Crue's
Tommy Lee and vexed man.

So began a life-long quest fuelled
by limitless invention and a
seemingly bottomless budget,

to transform the drum solo from
tumbleweed moment,

to highlight of the show.

I figured how cool would
it be what a great view

if somebody could see
what's going on back here.

OK, so I'm going to take
the drum riser and make it

so it tilts up like this,

so basically you're getting this
birds-eye view

of what's exactly going on.

I remember going into rehearsal
and telling the guys in the band,

"Dudes, I had this
crazy dream last night

"that I was strapped in
this cage spinning around..."

People flipped out.

I think what happened there was that
I created a bit of a... Of a monster.

The second you involve the audience,
they're not going anywhere.

So, how do I get this out there?

So that's when we built
the flying one.

That took the drums all the way to
the shittiest seat in the arena.

It came right up to you, right here.
I just... I will never ever forget
everybody's faces, like,

The shittiest seat in the arena
became the front row.

I got a rollercoaster idea
that I want to do really bad.

I want to strap some fans to it,

And just take them...

Who's that? Oh, it's Tommy Lee.

Tommy Lee's death-defying flying
machine evolved the drum solo

and saved it from extinction.

But even when performing
on terra firma,

the drummer has the most physically
demanding role in the band

playing full tilt while the others
strum and warble

requires serious stamina.

My Job is like being an athlete.

They're sportsmen.

You have to like go to
military school or something.

I would have to go train as an
athlete for 10-20 years,

I don't know how they do it.

In my 20s I would go out
and get loaded,

now I really have to like
focus on staying fit to do my job.

You have to keep fit really -
eat less, drink less, keep in shape.

It hurts from the
minute you sit down.

But that's why you do it.
Cos it's nice.

We've all got a weird streak in us,
you know.

Carl Palmer of 70s prog giants, ELP,

went one step further than
a few laps of the hotel pool

in his search for physical fitness.

He organised a Japanese...

triple black belt

guy to come and teach him
while we were on the road.

I'd been trying to get my first
degree black belt for so long.

Every time I was getting ready
to go a tour would come up,

and I could never
get the dates right.

I explained to the people
here in London who I wanted.

The first one was called
Ryokichi Katano

from Buffalo, upstate New York.

The second one was Yutaka Toyama

From Tokyo but lived in Italy.

Both of them exceptional
masters of the art,

and basically they
travelled with the band

and I would wake up in the morning
and train for an hour and a half

and do that every day of the week.

Carl Palmer worked hard at
maintaining his Olympian physique

but an entourage of Karate masters,
nutritionists and masseuses

isn't for everyone.

For the man regarded as the most
powerful rock drummer ever,

an honest stint of manual labour
seemed to provide the perfect
foundations for his other job -

pounding the skins for Led Zeppelin.

To me, hands down, John Bonham
is the best rock drummer ever.

The style and the sound was so
identifiableto one person.

Any drum set that he would play -
it sounded like him.

It seemed like there was nothing

that John Bonham couldn't do.

He just could do everything.

And in a way that was so powerful.

These days, most kids like to
beat the shit out of their drum set,
because that's how you play.

Back then, there weren't too many
drummers who just splintered
their drum set, like he would.

He would just lay down
the heaviest stuff. So simple.

Doof, doof, doof...
You'd be like,
"God, listen to this! That's it!"

He was actually better than
anybody else. He was simply better.
He could do things other people

couldn't do. He had an incredible
sound and an amazing feel.

Bonham's amazing feel
was only matched by his
amazing capacity for boozing.

He was well known for
liking a pint or two after a gig...

and before the gig...

and even during the gig.

I've seen pictures of Led Zeppelin
and you can see that John has
a couple of ciders there already.

I can't imagine drinking
and playing drums for one minute!

Being a heavy hitter
in every sense of the word
was all part of the job for Bonham.

But even when he clocked off for
some quality time with the family,
good and bad times sought him out.

We would go for the family holiday
in the South of France...

..I remember he once disappeared
for 36 hours.

Mum was worried sick,
no cell phones back then.

Apparently he'd bumped into
Oliver Reid... "I know this
wonderful British pub, John..."

So, that was it, they were off. They
met up with Ringo and Peter Sellers.

They'd shaved Ringo's head,
and eyebrows off. And then
they'd got into a food fight

at a Chinese restaurant
in Monte Carlo, and were arrested.

Can you imagine the cop
telling his superintendent....
"Well, I have the drummer

"with Led Zeppelin, the drummer
with The Beatles, Inspector Clouseau
- Peter Sellers - and Oliver Reed"?

"Have you been drinking, young man?!"

That was that version
of the Rat Pack.

The net result of that particular
episode was a bill for cleaning
the chicken chow mein off the walls.

But on other occasions, John's
heavy drinking and physical prowess
would lead him to a darker place.

He was a very lonely individual
out on the road,
that really missed home life.

But Dad would...

would cloud his...

sadness with alcohol,

which we all would do,

and he would have a good time,
and turn into that animal...
You know, no holds barred...

All bets are off.

He was like a mad dog.

He would drink, or whatever
he was doing, and his eyes

would roll around his head.
John Bonham was the main instigator

in the band.

Bonzo's extreme behaviour features
prominently in the rock'n'roll
folklore of Led Zeppelin.

But his excessive drinking
was about to lead to tragedy.

..A stairway to heaven.

John was a very down-to-earth
Birmingham bloke.

He just got it wrong one night.

..With a word
She can get what she came for

Oooh oh oh...

I remember he was really together
the night before he passed away.

He was 32.

I'm 43 and I still feel like a child.

I know at that specific point,
he didn't mean to pass away.

Ooh, and it makes me wonder...

Just two years earlier, Keith Moon
had died, also at the age of 32,

from an overdose of pills
he was taking for the
withdrawal symptoms of alcohol.

These two men defined
the '70s legend of the rock drummer

as a primeval
but self-destructive force.

It's still a shock.

Um...

Er...

You never really get over it,

you kind of...

You can't ever replace him,
that's why.

I think, to be extraordinary
in those days...

It seemed that you needed
a very extreme personality.

And they did have
extreme personalities. Um...

Does that make me ordinary?
Or just a survivor? I don't know.

It's the classic self-destruct
button, you know, that Keith

and John Bonham both had,
which I absolutely don't have.

I'd like to be here tomorrow,
if that's all right with you.

I've no interest whatsoever
in kind of expiring or blowing up
on stage for your benefit.

The blueprint inadvertently
created by Moon and Bonham

would be pored over by legions
of young drummers who followed.

We grew up with the greats
and we studied them. I did.

I got so into Zeppelin, I'd just
listen to album after album

after album,
and play along with it at home.

Where he set up his drums as a
teenager in his family's garage,
Dave prayed to a Bonham symbol.

John Bonham, God, he's still
at the top of my list and is the
top of many drummers' lists.

This obsession with their
heroes wasn't merely symbolic
or restricted to drumming.

Recreating the hedonism of
the '70s was just as appealing.

John Bonham and Keith Moon tested
their drinking abilities and their
drug abilities

and everything else that they did,
they did to the nth degree.

I did the same thing and
I really sort of had to prove
things to myself

by being completely hungover,
going on stage with Guns N' Roses
in front of 50,000 people, hurting.

Shooting the breeze with the likes
of Matt Sorum on Hollywood's '80s
rock scene

was a young rocker
from the Midlands,

John's son,
Jason Bonham, dilettante drummer
and professional party animal.

We were notorious for bad behaviour.

Jason Bonham, when I first met
him, used to show up at sound
check with two beers, not one.

Double-fisted, you know?

I'd get out of my face and get drunk
or whatever, and somebody would make

the comment, "God, just like your
dad!" To me, that was a compliment.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

I kind of got to know him pretty
well when he was a teenager.

Jason, one could sense
that he'd grown up with that.

So, it's a natural thing.
You pick up the good and bad.

I tended to think it was
going to be a bad story.

Many years later I went,
"I'm emulating the wrong John here."

Luckily for Jason, the rock gods
were looking down on him and he
was given the unique opportunity

to emulate the right John,
when Led Zeppelin reformed in 2007.

But rehearsing for every drummer's
dream gig wasn't easy, as Jason
tried to play just like his dad

and impress Messrs Robert Plant,
Jimmy Page and John Paul Jones.

I was really getting frustrated.

Robert turns up at the studio,
I'm outside in a car,
reversing over these drum pedals.

I'm shouting at them,
"You'll never work again!"

He says, "Listen, stop stressing out
over trying to get
every part exactly right.

"Why don't you just be Jason
and John will come naturally?"

It's a great night for rock and roll.

The energy on the floor,
we'll have the three and Jason.

Bonham is there and is back,
and it's going to be huge I think.

The way he plays,

seriously, if you were to close your
eyes, there's many moments where
you're like, "That's John Bonham."

And then you're like,
"Dude, that's Jason."

It's really weird, really weird.
Cool weird.

Jason stormed the most newsworthy
gig of the decade and won the
acceptance of his dad's band.

All I was trying to get
was a thumbs-up from the three
guys on stage.

Getting told you're good
by Robert, Jimmy and John,
it's like being given Excalibur.

You've chosen the sword,
now pull it from the stone!

By tapping into the rhythm
handed down from his father,

Jason Bonham proved his worth
and honoured the family name.

He was a drummer redeemed.

Jason is living proof of the
power of the drumming instinct.

This pulse at the heart
of the rock sound,
echoing the rhythm of life itself.

A rhythm that's channelled
through the drummer as he himself
becomes the instrument.

Let the singers and guitarists
reach for the stars, the drummer
brings that primal force -

the beat.

He may be seen as the jester,
even the clown at times,

but he's the dirt, the mud,
the anchor, and the true philosopher

of the rock and roll band,
whose maxim is simple and yet
profound - I drum, therefore I am.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Did you hear what happened when the
drummer locked his keys in the car?

They had to break a window
to get the bass player out.

Now, it's over to you.

A short list of the 10
greatest drummers ever,

as chosen by a panel of music
experts, awaits at our website.

We need you to pick your favourite
rhythmatist of all time,

and all will be revealed in a
special live show next month.

Next week, the spotlight falls on
the most mysterious figures
within the band,

the shadowy and elusive
"other ones".

They might play bass,
they might play keys.

Sometimes, you're not really
sure what they do at all.

But underestimate
them at your peril,

because they're the glue holding
the rock and roll band together.

Usually every band
has a member that gets less
attention than everybody else.

If you go to name all the members
of a band and you've five members,

I reckon most people
get three or four.

That guy who's out of
focus in the band shot.

The guy who nobody really remembers,
but they're really useful.

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