There were times when I blundered and got the dreaded look from the lads. But that was a good sign. It showed I'd attempted something I'd not tried before.
Brushes..? Nah. Hit 'em as hard as you can.
Not everybody likes or understands a drum solo, so I like to bring in effects and sounds to keep their interest.
I've always been obsessed with drums. They fascinate me. Any other instrument - nothing. I play acoustic guitar a bit. But it's always been drums first and foremost. I don't reckon on this Jack-of-all-trades thing. I thing that felling is a lot more important than technique. It's all very well doing a triple paradiddle - but who's going to know you've done it? If you play technically you sound like everybody else. It's being original that counts.
Mistreating your drum set is just one step below child abuse
I dare not drink before a gig because I'll get tired and blow it. So I have to sit drinking tea in a caravan.
Nowadays you can't be loud enough!
I'm the Best Keith Moon-type drummer in the world.
I never had any lessons. When I first started playing I used to read music. I was very interested in music. But when I started playing in groups I did a silly thing and dropped it. It's great if you can write things down.
People who don't take care of their drums really annoy me.
Drumming was the only thing I was ever good at.
I don't consider that I'm particularly influenced by anyone or anything. But when I started playing, I was influenced by early soul. It was just that feel, that sound.
I've wanted to be a drummer since I was about five years old. I used to play on a bath salt container with wires on the bottom, and on a round coffee tin with a loose wire fixed to it to give a snare drum effect. Plus there were always my Mum's pots and pans. When I was ten, my Mum bought me a snare drum. My Dad bought me my first full drum kit when I was 15. It was almost prehistoric. Most of it was rust.
Sometimes you'd come up against a brick wall... or sometimes you go into a fill and you'd know halfway through it was going to be disastrous.
I remember in the early days when we played six nights a week for a month and I was doing my long drum solo every night. My hands were covered in blisters.
Most of it was nuts, but I was determined to be a drummer as soon as I left school.
My names John Bonham, I'm a drummer and I'm potty about cars.
With Zeppelin, I tried to play something different every night in my solos. I'd play for 20 minutes but the longest ever was 30 minutes. It's a long time, but whenI was playing it seemed to fly by.
My nerves before a gig got worse; I had terrible bad nerves all the time. Once we started... I was fine.
I have no qualm about the quality of the contemporary repertory.
I think the marketing needs work.
