Ma. I know that rhythm. I want to play it.
Bean: Gosh, Bugs, I don’t know. You know what a pain in the patooty it is to replace drum-heads. Remember the little drum I let you play a while back?
That was then. This is now. Trust me.
Bean: Well – easy, OK?
I sense the groove. It moves me.
WHOOP!! We rock!!
I’m so into this!
It is a real pisser to re-string this thing. I need a break.
Note to Concerned Readers: The drum had already broken. In case you were wondering about Bean’s sanity, in trusting an instrument like this to Mr. MoJo.