Tell him you found a baby bigfoot/alien/chupacabra etc., and are bringing it to the next practice. When he shows up say, man the effer broke out of the cage, but shite since you are here we might as well jam right. If he is crazy enough you may be able to tweak and reuse this ploy and have a steady drummer.I'll give you his reasoning, but I'm not sure you guys can handle it. They killed him, get this, because he said things that they didn't like. Because, you know, the government is the government. (That's basically his explanation for anything government-related.) And apparently they think a satirical parody heavy metal band is a legitimate threat to their rule? I don't know, the guy's nuts. Good drummer, but his head isn't exactly on straight.
