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Phil Collins reveals he can “barely hold a drumstick anymore”

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With eight Grammy awards under his belt, Genesis drummer and lead singer Phil Collins is one of the most prominent musicians there are.

He is one of only three musicians, alongside Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney, who have sold more than 100 million albums both as a solo act and a member of a band.

Born on January 30, 1951 in London, England to parents who possessed creative spirits, Collins fell in love with making music.

When he was just five, his uncle made him a drum kit out of tambourines, triangles, cymbals and toy drums, Collins recalled.

“The old cliché is, ‘Well, at least it will keep him quiet’,” he told Interview Magazine.

Soon after, he found himself performing in shows at his parents’ boating club.

“When I started playing seriously, the English beat thing was just happening, the Shadows and bands like that. It was the very early ’60s,” Collins recalled.

“I remember buying Please Please Me. I used to put the record player on very loud and set up my drums so I was facing the mirror, that way you don’t look at what you’re doing.

“Then when I was fourteen I went to a teacher to learn to read drum music. I figured when this rock-and-roll thing finished I would have to make a living playing in a dance band or in an orchestra pit.

So I learned to read drum music, but I found that my capacity for reading was not anywhere near as good as actually playing by instinct.”

It was in the 1970 that Collin’s life changed forever. He was already playing in some bands when he came across an ad by a group called Genesis which was looking for a drummer.

He decided to get in touch with them and the rest is history. In the first years of Collins being part of it, the group released five albums with singles that reached the charts.

After the founder and lead singer of Genesis left the group, Collins took his place. He was both a singer and a drummer.

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