I guess they say that pictures often speak for themselves. I’m not sure if that’s true when it comes to old photos of teenage kids in a very specific period of their lives but I thought it couldn’t hurt to give it a whirl.
With that being said, this post is filled with photos. Lots and lots of photos. They don’t have a direct correlation to one another and in many instances, they fall out of chronological order. For folks reading this blog, those who weren’t there when these pictures were taken, they might serve as nothing more than reminders of your own youth, discovering music, friendship and the little joys you reflect back upon with fondness. I can say that each of these photos stirs something entirely different in me. While nostalgia can be a deadly thing, it’s a wonderful place to visit from time to time.
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More to come for sure! Thanks to Jeff Vaders for scanning and sending these along!
awesome Brian! about time — thanks for posting and keeping this thing going…sad to say i think that i am out of submissions. somewhere somehow lost the flyer collection
keep up the good work.
it’s great to reflect back on our good ol’ innocent days, yeah, innocent…
I never actually realized that Jeff held on to that Yamaha bass for so long… That was the first bass I ever bought and wish to god I had held on to that rig – you know what a short scale Yamaha and PV TKO175 combo is worth on the open market? It went like this at an Up in Arms practice, I was still playing 2nd guitar: (bandmate:) We need a bass in the band. (ME:) What’s a bass??? (bandmate:) Well, you know how the Tazmanians sound awesome and we sound like shit? (ME:) Yeah… (Bandmate:) That’s a bass.
And god KNOWS how awesome the Tazmanians (and more specifically my bass playing) sounded!
Does this posting constitute the only surviving photographic documentation of Ralph Darden hanging out with the Springfield High School Class of 1992 Audio Visual Club? I would like to order a 14″ x 21″ print on archival paper please.