The Mullet of Percussion Instruments

How do you tell people that you spent your day jamming with your fake band at a real recording studio, with a straight face? The place stank of stale cigarettes, beer and urine. I, having no discernable musical ability, was assigned the tambourine and the glorious cowbell. Jon played drums (and lead diva), Des the guitar and Kat, vocals. We are a rockin' fake band and total nerdiots. New word.