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The Drummer

holds the band together, listens to their **** (plays the peacemaker), hauls the most gear all over the ****ing place, been taking her/his rage out on the skins & cymbals since her/his early teens, would’ve put a gun to her/his head had mom & dad not gotten that set for her/him way back when, the most wanted in the city, loyal to one band if s/he’s honest, whoring her/himself out to 9 if s/he’s not, plays the electrics, learns the drum machines, djs on the computer & kicks back with her/his internal rhythm by tapping both feet to infinite beats while doing everything from sitting in class to working the production line.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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