I don't push my drums down; I go through 'em. I use my body as a battering ram. I had some sports therapists yelling at me for not taking better care of my body. I got a concussion bake in Rhode Island--no,that's where I got thrown around by this bouncer. I got the concussion in New York City. The paramedics wanted to take me to the hospital right there. But I was like, 'No, I'm cool. It's not like I'm going to settle down. I thought it was funny. The thing is, I could never afford to just trash my drums like that before, until I got my deal with Slingerland.