Michael McNamara comes to the band with an extensive resume of musical experience. Unfortunately, none of it involved playing an actual musical instrument. As lead drummer for this rock outfit, Michael honed his craft in a very unconventional manner. He mastered the art of playing the air drums on the steering wheel of his car as he drove.
As a teenager in the 1980’s, Michael realized his calling after attending performances by such legendary rock bands as Queen, Styx, and Jimmy Brehm’s personal favorite, Journey. Michael would sit mesmerized as the drummers banged out their 15-minute drum solos so popular for that era of rock music. When Michael asked his mother for a drum set of his own she threatened to beat him with a whiffle bat so he had to abandon his dreams of rock stardom and pursue other interests. Nevertheless, he continued to play the air drums as he drove to and from work five days a week.
Over 30 years later Michael would experience the thrill of a lifetime when he arrived at the home of current band mate Tony Proietta to find a beautiful set of vintage Premier drums set up in the basement. Tony, a veteran of such world renowned northeast punk bands as Rhino Shaft, The Belairs, and Free Moral Agent, had purchased the set for his young son in the hopes that they could make beautiful music together. His son of course, was more interested in staying as far away from his father as possible and his loss was Michael’s gain.
Michael took to those drums like an alcoholic takes to Fireball and was soon jamming with Tony and recreating the sounds of classic bands such as The Rolling Stones, The Ramones and another Jimmy Brehm favorite, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.
After just a few short months Michael and Tony realized that all those years of air drums had somehow paid off and they could actually play music together. Then one day Michael received a call from Tony that would change his life forever. Tony was so excited that he could hardly get the words out. Finally he said, “Mikey, we’re in a band!” Tony had managed to secure an audition with a local Underground duo looking to expand to a power trio of four. Singer Tom Mobley and guitarist/singer Jimmy Brehm had formed WPOS and had performed on one or two occasions at the classic Greenville venue, The Handlebar.
Michael and his band booked their first gig together back at The Handlebar and prepared to introduce their unique brand of rock music to Greenville. In nervously preparing for his first performance in front of a live audience, Michael could be overheard stating, “I hope I don’t shit myself.” The show went off without a hitch and no, Michael did not shit himself.
As the band took on additional gigs throughout Greenville, Michael picked up the nickname Timex. This name stems from an encounter with an enamored fan who accosted Michael after a gig to express admiration for his musical abilities. During the course of this intense conversation the fan suddenly and inexplicably licked the side of Michael’s face, thus earning him his nickname. He takes a licking and keeps on ticking. Oh, and by the way, the fan was a female. As Tone Loc says, “This is the 80’s and I’m down with the ladies.”
To this day Michael continues to play across the country with the band and lives a life that he never thought possible. That of a middle aged, overweight, bald headed rock legend in his own mind.