They are often considered a trash fish locally, but I can't figure out why. They are wonderful table fare, tasting nearly identical to redfish, the nouveau hoity-toity darling of upscale seafood establishments. They readily strike artificial lures, being a sucker for minnow plugs and spinners, and they fight as strong as any freshwater fish I've ever hooked. Their fight is at least on par with their saltwater brethren and is best likened to that of tarpon without the jumps. The take multiple long runs, and when you think you finally have a fish whipped, it will screech off 30 yards or more of line.
They get big, with the world record being over 54 pounds, and five to ten-pound fish are common. In the late afternoon to early evening, when they feed most voraciously, I hook a fish in that size range on average every 15 or 20 minutes. If I lose a big fish, I know that another will soon give me an opportunity to correct my mistakes.
I haven't had the guts to chase them with antique tackle yet, but I'm sure that a Baby Pikie or Baby Vamp would be just as appealing to them as the Rapalas they can't seem to resist. There runs are so violent compared to bass, pike, and trout--fish I routinely target with vintage tackle--that I'm a little worried that a mistake will lead to a shattered cane rod. And they can also destroy a lure.

Here's one I caught a few nights ago. In 30 minutes, I landed this one and lost two others. The lost fish are attributed to damage a previous drum had done to my lure. It broke off the point of one treble and bent down the point of another.

Armed with a fresh plug, I caught a 28" fish tonight, as well as a walleye, in 20 minutes off the dock.
I like to fish for drums with ultralight spinning gear and 6 lb. line. It helps me refine my rod technique to avoid getting spooled (which has happened when I didn't make a fish work against the rod enough).