When Wrecker was up on stage, it was very easy for him to get lost in the music, lost in a fit of passion with his drums as he beat down on them like they owed him money. He loved being on stage and letting the beats take over as he drummed to his heart’s content. He could let loose and nobody said a word as he played behind the rest of his brothers on an elevated platform, overlooking the crowd. He loved it.

With a grin as he banged away at his drums, his eyes scanned over the crowd as they tended to do, wanting to gauge the reactions and energy of the crowd when his eyes locked on someone in the crowd.