Here's my second band "Pull" with the amazing Marc Boggs on guitar and Will (from Chelsea) on bass. Both of these dudes had no business playing with a mediocre drummer like me. But we had fun for sure.
(First band was "Horse of a Different Colour", covered previously on this blag)
Here's da cops pulling up to ruin everything. We covered Hendrix and maybe one other song before we got shut down.
Here's another post in the series "My Bands". At college I found anyone who was really into music. Punk, metal, hardcore, ska. Many of us were DJs and ran the college radio station. And we also would make ad-hoc cover bands. In '98 and '99 we put on a punk rock xmas party in our campus house/dorm thing. This pic below is the first instance.
On the left, my boy Sol on bass rocking the Black Sabbath shirt. In the middle is Matt on guitar who would later go on to play in Missionshifter with me. And cut off on the right is Chris, also a future Missionshifter member. I can't remember what song this might have been, but it was hella fun.
Another one from the archives. Here is a pic of my very first band, "Horse of a Different Colour" (with the English spelling to be fancy)
This band started with me on drums and my high school friend Will Kerr (sp?) on bass. I can't remember the girl on vocals but she was friends with Will. This portrait shows us in a Emo stance.
I think we only played cover songs and we never played out. Will was probably 2 years ahead of me so my the time we got rolling he graduated. This was probably around 1994 or 1995.
Some of the songs we rocked:
Here Comes Your Man by The Pixies
These Boots by Op Ivy (who was covering Nancy Sinatra)
Negative Creep, Floyd the Barber, Son of Gun (Vaselines) by Nirvana
To this day, my neighbor is still jealous that I got to play drums and be in a band!
From an older, wiser musician - if you can avoid it, don't ever sell equipment. I still wish I had that awesome dark red/purple Tama kit. That green box fan in the left corner, though, is still around at my dad's house.
While A7 and CBs were never going to last forever, I'm glad they still exist in some form because they could have been turned into banks or condos.
(Newt and Sol, outside CBGBs)
At CBGBs - it was pretty horrendous to see $130 designer Slayer shirts being sold. They said, many parts of the original interior walls are preserved including graf, stickers and posters.
At A7 - the back room is still there a "stage" so you can really get a sense of the space. The bathroom was also pleasantly demeaning and the bar up front had really good blues music on.
For more background on these places I recommend watching New York Hardcore Chronicles. You can see the A7 stage in the trailer