If you look closely, I am "soloing" on an empty tomato juice can at

Moores' Inlet

in North Wildwood, NJ.

The audience was so fed up with my attempt to be musical and dynamic on a conventional drum set, so we took things in another direction and to the next level:  paradiddles and 5 stroke rolls on a miked aluminum empty cylinder.  Good thing I took lessons and went to music school.  Aww...what difference did it make?  It was a Sunday afternoon in the summer, and the entire bar was drunk.  They probably thought I was playing  a "steel drum",,,,,