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I will never forget--so soon after what felt like a dramatic fall from reality--watching my dad and his cohorts assemble an entirely new band in just two weeks. They already had dates on the books and a regional song burning up the 'regional' charts and yet the new band would have only three of the original members; my dad, Jeffthro's dad and the lead singer, Paul.
They rented out an old community recreation room and began in earnest. The 'beach music'--our local musical idiom--sounded great with their powerful horn section, but the 'dance' songs of Morris Day & The Time were really almost impossible for them to cover (that was to prove very enlightening to watch). At the very same time that the new band was assembling their repertoire, I was watching and assisting Don Casay, the chief-soundman, assemble all the 'brand new' sound & lighting gear strewn all over the room. Something very new was in the air and it was extremely intoxicating to be immersed in this 'new' reality.
After rehearsals, two of the younger members of the new group, Terry & 'Zoid, stayed with us at the house and that is where I had my first real taste of the 'natural' stuff that is green. After partaking in my old bedroom--with the guys showing me the techinical expertise to manage such a matter--where they were residing and then retiring to the couch downstairs, I remember watching my upraised hand very diligently and really not liking this loss of mental control at all. I, however, was to overcome that stumbling block in no time at all and I, as well as practically the entire band--though not Don Casay--would treat that 'loss of mental control' as a blessing and thanksgiving whenever it should occur. Shall we take this show to the road? We shall.
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