Beating. Yeah, they'd be beating. Paul Barbarin, he was the oldest. Paul Barbarin would be beating. He was doing . . . After I joined Cab Calloway's band, and Cozy Cole would stay in the dressing room all day, practicing ratamacues, flamamadiddles, flama- ramadiddles, all them kind of drum movements, and I'd look at him. Everybody [? (inaudible)]. I heard my uncle. I had four uncles. All of them played drums. They was doing that [expletive deleted]. But doing it with a feeling, not just a military thing like Cozy Cole was doing. Cozy Cole had a rubber pad in the room, you know, the drum pad, and beat that thing all day after he'd get off. I never saw him go out and have dinner. He stayed in the dressing room. I think that must have killed him, because you don't play a show all day and you get off the show and you go in the dressing room and rehearse that hour and a half you have off. When is he going to eat? [? (inaudible)] Maybe he's taking some kind of pills that was a dinner. A after-dinner pill and before-dinner pill or something. So that wasn't nothing new to me, because I had these two great drummers, my two uncles. Louis . . . and Lucien Barbarin was great. He was a great drummer too. He had more showmanship than Paul Barbarin.