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I really should have written this post a long time ago. But nothing, so far, has been in chronological order, more like kronic-logical.
Anyway… way back, somewhere between the time when Grandman’s Cookies were stale and Exit 118 was just around the next bend, I did very little, musically.
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Sorry this was late. My dog ate my homework. Er, I left it on the bus? My grandfather died, and all that. Anyway, here goes part 16.
I was just, this past weekend, the Best Man (by title only) in a wedding. It made me a little nostalgic for my own wedding, so i figured I’d post this story.
Approximately 9 months ago, I married my wife. We had a beautiful ceremony outside of Reveille Church in Richmond. There were many people who had responsibilities to take care of that day, including myself. Someone was in charge of flowers. Someone was in charge of parking. Someone was in charge of making sure the groomsmen didn’t smell like booze. Everybody came through with their responsibilities flawlessly… almost. »Read More
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I have a friend, “Lenuck” who has worked for Sam Hill Entertainment for a long time now. He’s done me a lot of favors in the past, one of which was to get me an interview for a job with Sam Hill. The second was to book Thred a huge exposure gig at Scott Stadium before a UVA/VT football game. The timing of all of this is important. The interview was during the week before the gig, which was, as are most UVA/VT games, on the Saturday after Thanksgiving, which is also the day after the Bobs and Dean Show. »Read More
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After both bands split up, the guitar player (that I had all that chemistry with - remember?) and the bass player from BTJ picked up the keyboard player, from Newman. They wrote a few songs together and asked me to come play with them. Shortly thereafter, we added a new drummer into the mix. He could write and sing, and was the perfect addition.
We called the band “thred” (not to be confused with the currently existing thred band), because we all sucked at coming up with band names. We had been playing around town for almost a year, when we decided that it might be time to go on tour. Finally, everyone was into the idea. So, we decided that we might need a manager. Enter “Missy”. She, quite literally, dropped into my lap at a bar one night. Thoughout our discussions, I found out that Missy had previously managed a band that toured around the country for several years. She had all kinds of contacts and would love to check us out… “if we were serious”. So, I gave her my card, got her number, and went to tell the guys…. »Read More
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After college I got a good job in Richmond designing and selling radiator coils-real engineering dork work. I got myself an apartment in the fan and a nice used Infinity. I started living the life of regular yuppie. I got up every morning, took a shower, turned on the Today show, sorted through the spectrum of polo shirts in my closet, choosing one that I hadn’t worn in the past two days, and ate a breakfast bar on my way to work. After work, I’d meet one of my buddies at Buddy’s and get shot down by the local ladies. And do it all over again the next day. »Read More
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