(https://img.youtube.com/vi/AhKWJN_BrFw/0.jpg)<br/><br/>Josh smiled as his hands moved, the band was far from a cover band but reality was doing covers was the bread and butter of bands, that would change of course and soon, besides when you first start playing with a band and developing your craft you went with what you knew , what you loved and listened to and then you tried to mirror it.<br/><br/>Such was the case with any def Leppard song , if he could one day be half as good as the 'Thunder God'  Rick Allen that would be some achievement , he had't told the rest of the band that Jeff Rich had been to one of their gigs and told Josh up front that there was no difference when he played drums on a def leppard song and when the Thunder God did...and if any drummer knew , it was Jeff Rich.<br/><br/>Josh had kept that private endorsement to himself besides Josh knew there was still so much to learn ,the day he considered himself satisfied was the day he walked away from drums and he'd never do that, imagines of a ninety year old wearing a bandana and incontinence pants banging on a drum came to mind, and Josh smiled.<br/><br/>Partly because his eyes caught a good look at the firm arse of hot stuff leaning over a pool table and the image of the old man was replaced with her , naked, over the pool table with his foot long inside her pussy...the smile widened