Hal Blaine was all over town during the mid sixties. His many drumkits were rolling up and down the halls at United and Western, GoldStar, Capitol or RCA - everywhere. He ate where he could, like on his drumkit here in studio A at United. His tom tom sound drove me nuts - so delicious as he'd do his cascade roll through the set. Setting up microphones for Hal's set, and for Earl Palmer's, was how I learned to mike drums.