“Did your friend ever mention the name ‘Led Zepelin’?”
“Yeah, I think that was the name of his grandpa’s band.”
So, I did a little googling, just to see what might come up on this late generation drum prodigy, and, well not much. But I did find
this, on one of those “I’m a Professional Food Server, and You Suck” blogs, in which the waitron in question tells an underage kid that he’s not going to be served a cocktail unless he produces a valid I.D., or unless he happens to be “John Bonham’s Grandson.”
Good thing it wasn’t really JB’s grandson. Ten-year olds really shouldn’t drink.