SUBSTITUTE, YOUR LIES FOR FACT.

From No Rock N Roll Fun blog (yeah, I know...) and mainly here for the brilliance of the anecdote within:

RINGO GETS HIS DAY IN THE SUN
One of our favourite Beatles anecdotes is from the time John was off from the rest of the band recording the Ballad of John and Yoko. He'd done all the instruments, but wasn't much good on the drums, so he rang the hotel the band were in. Ringo answered.

"Hi, Ringo, just recording this song, and I've done nearly all the parts myself..."
"Oh, right..."
"But I can't do the drumming as I'm crap at it. So I'm calling for a spot of help from someone who knows what they're doing..."
"Oh. Yes, certainly..."
"Yeah... could you put Paul on?"

There may, of course, be a smidgen of rock apocrypha to the tale, but even so, it does pretty much sum up the 'Ringo wasn't even the best drummer in the Beatles' attitude that clings to the man like gaffer tape.

So, it's nice to see Ringo finally picking up a prize. He's been named the best-ever substitute for his role in taking over the duties from Pete Best.

What's even sadder is that you can easily argue that the best drummer substitution of all time was Keith Moon taking over from the High Numbers' (later to become The Who) pan-basher and destroying both his kit and his job security.

Poor, poor Ringo. At least there's one person he can lord it up over. His son, Zak. "Who've you played drums in? The Icicle Works? Pffft... I was in The Beatles, y'know..."