I remember the first time something like this happened: Drum machines. All my drummer friends were seriously in their cups. OTOH, they complained that the machi

I remember the first time something like this happened: Drum machines. All my drummer friends were seriously in their cups. OTOH, they complained that the machines were too perfect, without the human touch. OTOH, they complained that it was impossible to play that perfectly, so they were out of a job. In the end, there were still drummers, and it is generally recognized that live drumming is, aesthetically speaking, a different thing than sequenced, sampled drum tracks. I've never heard a drum machine that can truly capture the sound and feel of John Bonham, Keith Moon, Stuart Copeland, or Ringo Starr. It's just a different thing.