A toast to Frank Beard.
Frank Beard's recorded, hit-record performances, grabbed my ears when I was young. Pointing me to be a musician. I heard him in the car, in a boat, in a bar, or a tinny little AM radio! His back-beat, always there.
Frank Beard made his bones back in 1971 with the bonkers triplet fills on 'La Grange-, -Tres Hombres LP, right? Track 3 or 4? Clean, deep tuned punchy toms, a kick that sounded like a warm felt blanket. Snare Drum that didn't quit, rim clicks, before clickity-clackality was cool.
RIP Mr. Beard, the heartbeat of America runs because of people like you!
*TOAST!*