Friday, September 17, 2004  

Today, I twist your neck & attention toward Beau Beau. He cold kicks it, Richmond-flood styleee, with Fudge, one of my fave U.S. indie-pop bands from the early '90s. Andrew posts three MP3s---all great---interviews the band's David Jones, and muses on the D.C. & Richmond pop scenes of the late '80s & early '90s, as well as the epochal "...Lotsa Pop Losers festival over two days in 1991. That show marked the first coalescence of likeminded bands from all over the East Coast and, whatever you think of what came after, was a real shot across the bow of the music scene at the time."

Tim & I made that trek down to D.C. from Michigan, and because of the people I met at Lotsa Pop Losers I ended up moving to the Washington area in 1994.

David Jones is a damn funny guy, and I wish we stayed in touch. Veronica Lake played a pop fest in Providence, R.I., in, like, 1992, along with Tsunami, Velocity Girl, and all the other usual suspects. We crashed in the same house that the Fudge boys did, and we got along very well---mostly because we were, by far, the most socially retarded guys there. There is one great story from that fest that I'd like to tell online, but I don't want to embarrass anyone---but I will give you the punch line: "If you find anything odd, Todd, keep it for yourself." (Even funnier---to me & Tim, anyway---the guy's name was Ty, not Todd.)

Somewhere I have a photo of a sleeping Jonesy with a day-glo tank top draped over his inert body; the shirt features the verbiage Hang Loose and an accompanying hand signal. My then-employer brought it back from Hawaii for me, thinking I'd dig it because, as he said, "You have spiky hair and you're a willld guy!"

My former employer later died in a plane crash (true story).

Truth is, I could see Jonesy slappin' that tank top on when he woke up and thinking nothing of it.

David J: If you're out there, holla at ya middle-aged man.

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