In 1981-82 the Boston music scene was fertile, I mean there were a lot of bands on the brink of being signed by major labels and it was buzzing. I mean the Rat on a Friday night would be packed to the gills with kids that were really into these local bands and it was like lightning was going to strike at anytime.
We were lost, but we had good songs, were always well rehearsed but we started getting this label, like we were from the suburbs or something. which wasn't cool with the "inner circle of bands at the time", but Ken Shelton from BCN loved us, and even some of the more Boston famous people liked our stuff. It was really frustrating, but we kept on plugging. But sometimes we would just shake our heads. Phil was our lead guitar player and he was obsessed with being better than the other band! I mean that's all he would talk about, but I mean, besides the guy I currently play with, who is a Boston legend in my eyes, he was so freakin talented he didn't even know it.
I'll never forget his father would be up stairs listening to us rehearse, and we'd be down there raising hell and drinking beer, whatever. But on the nights we really hit it, and they became more frequent, he would always saunter down in his unassuming way and say, "You guys really sound good tonight". It was a light at the end of the tunnel for us. We just had zero business sense. But we kept on playing all those clubs, The Rat, Cantones, The Underground, blah, blah ,blah.... We thought it would only ne a matter of time. Time has a funny way of bending the karma though, but we weren't there yet...............We loved what we were doing and we were brothers!!! To the end or hopefully beyond, it is like being in an exclusive club and you only know the secret password. Weird, but that's how it was with us anyway... more to come. Joe
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