Drake just laughed to himself anyone in ear shot could hear him. He just couldn't help but laugh at the disgruntled batch of people that made the band. "God how the fuck have we made it this far? Here we are we got a nervous Yo Yo ma here on violin. We got Sharp Dressed man on the mic. Ritchy Rich on drums. Then we have the queen of the shadows giving us the low end. And then I look like someone out of a Nirvana video. I mean if you look at us nobody is hell would see us and think any of us were friends. The thing is we all are we though..." He took another long drag from his smoke and sat down at the edge of the stage and pointed out to the open floor. "When those lights turn on that drum starts to kick and the rest of us flow right into place none of that other stuff matters. I mean bloody hell floor may crack from all the panties and some boxers I guess dropping." He said continuing to laugh as the random outburst was just flowing out unfiltered. He loved it and nothing could stop it. 

Drake wasn't just a big talker he proved it. Anybody that had seen him even in his room through a little practice amp knew he wasn't a joke. If you needed a Van Halen sound he cranked his amp up and double tapped the guitar until his fingers bled. If Jack had to leave stage for a bit he could pull out a Steve Vai inspired solo for hours until he got back. He knew he could too and yes sometimes he boasted about it too much but that was how he was. He had heard for so long he would never be at the level he was and now that he was, he let nobody forget it. He then picked himself back up and stomped out his cigarette. "The show should start in about 10-15 minutes I do believe." He walked over to Landon and rubbed his hair messing with him a bit. He liked Landon like a little brother almost. He played a stringed instrument like his but some consider his to not belong and Drake thought the opposite. The strings on a violin just have that sound that sounded like no other.He just laughed to himself as Ben talked about burning Jack's suit before turning to Lucy "Hey miss oddity want a smoke?" he said holding the pack out. "Another thing where is Candy? I haven''t seen our beloved stripper named rhythm guitarist in a bit."