i agree half-heartedly.
my set up downsized considerably when i got fed up with going from a 7-piece to a 4-piece on the demand of the venue.
i can see where smaller venues, like they’d have in pembroke, ontario, not having the time, or facilities to enable a drummer to switch gears with an other drummer. it takes up an incredible amount of space and man power to have two drummers setting up/tearing down on a 6 foot stage, and venues with that kind of stage, probably don’t even have a load in door, or area for equipment to go. and theres alot of pieces that can get lost, accidentally traded, or even completely broken, so it is a neccessity, and should you ever play bigger venues, it may even still be an issue.
and don’t even get me started on promoters/venues keeping me informed about what i need to bring. i had an arse named gary taylor book me and the artist i work for to audition for canadian music week in toronto, three weeks to tell me what i needed to bring, 3am on the day of the show, my artists manager gets an email saying the drummers ought to get in contact and decide what to bring. no numbers given, no band names thrown out, no details on the venue.
i assumed canadian music week would actually book a venue.
i end up bringing 20’’ crashes, 24’’ bass drum, a three sided icon rack, etc, to a 20 person restaurant with six, two person tables and a stand up bar that can accomodate ten people. stage was a good 5-6 feet, i had one elbow into a wall, another into a railing, the left side of the parts of my kit i was able to use, were straddling a curtain, that was for some reason hung up behind the stage, presumably to make it look showy, i had to use blasticks, all of my cymbals and drums were tissue/duct taped to complete deadness.
then the guy comes up to me as we’re on stage, ready to go, and says, oh hey, the venue has sound issues. tape everything up.
i spent that entire gig faking an effing smile on my face.
we did so unabashedly poorly, and he dared accuse me of being an awful drummer. took everything i had to not tell the guy to learn how to do his damn job.
moral of the story, reap the benefits of the poor planning and ideals of the people in this industry, up to, but not just including having the pride of your playing, your own drumkit, ripped out from underneath you.