Sorry, rant time. Few weeks ago I got my drumset and have been working diligently to finish my music room in my basement. The walls are lined with instruments, and I'm getting my drumset where it's comfortable for me and not too bad for others. Word got out that I was looking for someone to jam with and one of my good friends says hey, after school we're gonna jam. So I'm all kinds of excited, finally going to christen the "studio" and jam over old stuff, new stuff, but out of these two morons, neither knew how to jam. Try it from the guitar down and I join in, and the drummer is just sitting there, thinking. So we try the other way, from the drums up and he sits there for five minutes "thinking" of a beat. Guess what, it's the same as all the other "different beats" he's done tonight. Okay, he can almost keep a beat, he's the guitarists' best friend, but he crossed the line after moving around ALL of my drums, putting the ride where my 18" crash is, moving the splash to where the crash was, and moving my hi-hat to the other side of the room. Apparently people with double bass pedals don't need hi-hats right? So he finally comes up with a "beat" the usual bass on 1, snare on 2 and four, and a BD roll through three and four. I tell him to try something else, something new. So I get a roll on 1, snare on 2 and four and a single kick on three. Yay, some variation! Anyway, I ended up reaching over MY drumset, to get MY double bass pedal out of there, to force him to do something different. Even when the guitarist and I broke into something funky, it had a BD roll. Something jazzy had a BD roll too. We finally got something decent out of him, the classic "boom-tsh-boom-boom-tsh" and I was happy, we jammed and finally had something good going on. He lost the groove after about sixteen bars, and this was the best thing the three of us had ever done. Last time I jammed with these two, they invite me in to work on two songs of theirs. Lo and behold, I rearrange their drum parts, restructure the songs and they don't credit me in their work. Thats okay, but when their other bassist buddy steps in to play my lines and he takes credit for them, that's when I care. Not only couldn't the drummer keep a beat, he wasn't spontaneous, have the balls to improvise, or have any variation whatsoever, he had the nerve to move around EVERY SINGLE PIECE OF MY KIT! I threw him out and ate Taco Bell.