actually, Peter, that saying was about drummers, i'll have you know. my GOD is it true.
The Jam jammed, yeah. my sis was pretty into 'em, they were part of the crapload of buttons and pins that adorned her jean jacket. she was quite the new waver in the 80's (as was i, but oddly enough i also liked bands like...Saxon. go figure), but she was the one who took mushrooms with Robert Smith in his hotel room after an SF show one night. then he handcuffed her to the dresser and threw the key out the 8th floor window. hacksawing ensued. :)
mick, beware the Six Degrees of Stingeration.
