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this is the drummer.
graeme just gets on with his job, hitting and kicking things without any fuss or bother. he's no trouble at all. until he gets some beer inside him, when he turns into his evil twin. at that point you should stand well back and call for help. for those interested in what gear he uses, don't ask. he seems to have more drum kits than is strictly neccessary. for those interested in buying him a drink, a guiness is a good bet, but beware ! |