Johnny Firth had a bit of a rep, but he was the only drummer that understood what we were trying to do, so he was in. It wasn’t a bad rep, really. He liked a drink and occasionally the odd pill or wrap, so I’d heard. He liked a fight also. All in all it seemed that the term ‘rum bugger’ was coined with Johnny in mind. His prowess with the ladies was legendary, which for us was as good as having a drummer as great as Keith Moon himself in the band. If we couldn’t have Keith then more girls, by which I mean ‘some’ girls, at our gigs certainly wouldn’t go amiss in the slightest. Anyway, Johnny played drums very much in the same spirit as Keith did; unpredictable, energetic and wild but always brilliant. So, he was in.