Members: David Grant – Guitars & Lead Vocals
Tom Griffioen – Bass – Backing Vocals
Andrew Bennett – Drums
Years Active 1985 - 1987
In the wake of the collapse of the first independent/hardcore bands explosion the Kalamazoo-Grand Rapids area found many of the original crowd and new musicians trying to find their footing. I can distinctly remember a late Saturday afternoon (~ 1983) at Dick Bowser and Kenny Knott’s (Violent Apathy) apartment where the “usual” crowd was watching MTV. Clearly the novelty of music video was somewhat at its fever pitch and everyone generally enjoyed making sport of hammering on the pop-video of the day. I remember clearly at the time The Alarm coming on with their video for 68 Gun’s and yelling at everyone to shut-up and swiftly being told to put a “sock in it”. Suffice to say the trains were leaving the station with distinctly different destinations; it truly was “all good.”
I met Dave Grant while working at the Music Exchange. When you think about one of those destiny type moments I think back on it now and have no doubt that this was one of them, it was supposed to happen. The conversation was fairly simple and circled two topics we both loved, books and music. I remember something playing as I sat behind the counter reading some Thomas Merton book and having Dave ask me if I had read any CS Lewis, Malcolm Muggeridge or St. Augustine. Coupled with that first blow to the head he asked if I had heard any of the new U2 album at the time, I believe the Unforgettable Fire. Suffice to say I think I may have actually stopped breathing for a minute or two. In very short order we were drinking too much coffee, beer, debating books and generally hanging out. The band sprang forth almost immediately, after a couple of different attempts to craft the right combination of sounds and rolling through a no show bass player we were ready to get going. The sound for us was something we were desperately trying to craft; a combination of a Rickenbacker 12 string drenched over a healthy does of delay, chorus and e-bow mixed in with Dave’s voice. The raw material was there. In another strange series of events I ran across Tom Griffioen one day and asked him to come check it out. At the time we were practicing in Tommy Fuller’s basement and one grey fall afternoon we managed to get Tom to come over, one song in and it was over, he was on board and fast.
The rest of the story is pretty short lived but a series of shows at the Western Student Center, Club Soda, Muholland Hippie Hole, The Intersection, Blind Pig, K-College Student Center and Kite Flight and a few other local gigs brought a quick following. We spent about 3 days at A.L.B.O. studios in Grand Rapids to produce a cassette that we managed to sell at a few gigs. Each had a unique number typed into the cover with a typewriter and I think a grand total of 70-80 were sold. I know I speak for Dave and Tom when I say it was without a doubt some of the musical work that I am most proud of. Not because it was perfect but it spoke about us and the important things in life; music, friendship, faith and family. As “serious” as I may have been about it at the time it is without a doubt some of the most cherished memories of my adolescence.
Hope you enjoy it a second time!