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A while back I received two cassette tapes from an old friend and band-mate of mine. He’d found them in his attic a while back and thought I might get a kick out of them. The tapes are from 1980 when I was fourteen and had been playing guitar for a year or so. As you can see in the picture, the band was called Sorcerer and consisted of me on bass, Barry on guitar, Alan, who had the tapes, on keyboards and Don on drums. We played all our own music and the two tapes are of us playing live, once at a spring rock festival we put on in the schools multi-purpose room called “Up-chuck” and the other at a coffee shop downtown. Though it’s hard to listen to both tapes from start to finish, so far the highlights have been my truly awful bass solo, Don’s drum solo, the sound of the poor mans Farfesia keyboard Alan played and the titles of all the songs. Love Bites, Vanishing Breed, Going away for a while, Rockin’ The Neighbors, Don’t Worry About The Morning among others. Like anytime you ...

Minnie and Otto few in for Sweeties birthday party first week of July. We strung clothesline all about the yard and had people make birthday-wish-flags to hang from them. I think she was definitely surprised. They stayed for the week, or at least Minnie did, Otto had to go back to his job manning the sprinklers at the Buffer Park Golf Course in Indy. Yeah, it’s hotter than hell out there, as he will tell you every chance he gets if you let him. Our youngest boy, Ike, has to go back into the hospital here beginning of August. Seems they need to lengthen one of his tendons before his hip gets pulled out of his socket or becomes deformed or something like that. I guess he’ll be in a cast for about a month after that and then it’s right back into the hospital for another surgery dealing with his un-descended testicles. There’ll be plenty of time to give hospital updates in the weeks to come, so stay tuned if that’s your ball of wax. Me, I could do without the drama for a little bit, but t...