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November 2003
The Brick Wall
Banned From The Air
Playing The Clubs
Almost On The Road with Toto
Another Sold Out Show
An Avalanche of Confidence
Finishing the Record
The Recording Sessions
The New Studio
Selecting The Songs for the New Record
The Material
An Avalanche of Momentum
Avalanche Sells out the Club
WCCC 106.9 FM and Avalanche
Thoughts After the Show
Avalanche Hits the Stage....Finally!
A New Day Dawns
The Final Rehearsal
Making the Choice
Patti Again
Annie and American Talent International
Taking Care of the Final Details
Trying to Keep A Perspective
The House on McCall Road
Avalanche Hits the Airwaves
The First Record is Released
The Seeds of Doom...A Side Project...The Shaboo All-Stars
The Recording Studio
The Essential Need for Momentum
Keeping the Band Happy
The Band's "Other Women"
The Politics with the Women
Our Crew
Keeping Things "Under Wraps"
Writing and Rehearsing
Avalanche is Born
Barry Easton Gets the Job..
The Responsibility of Leadership
The Relationship between Bass and Drums
Mark comes aboard
Mark Easton
Charles Calmese
Making It Happen
The Journey of Friendship
An Unconventional Plan
Finding my Musical Identity
Back on Course
Very close...but no cigar...
The Audition
A "Shot" at the "Big Time"
Annie... Sex and Drugs and Rock n'Roll
The Move to Boston...
Recuperating...
A Near Death Experience...
Finding my way back...
Clueless
A Friend Through Thick and Thin
Kilo's Sacrifice
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Sunday, November 23, 2003
2:15:00 AM EST
Feeling Loopy
Hearing My own music

Trying to Keep A Perspective


As April of 1979 ended, trying to stay focused on the work that still needed to be done was all I was thinking about. After the record had been played for a while on radio stations, all the problems I had been dealing with inside the band seemed to fade away. Everyone involved had total confidence in the project now, and we were all on a mission to make sure that we finished anything still undone. What surprised me were all the things I hadn't thought of at all, when we began this project...things that were becoming clearly necessary for us to do now...if we were to succeed. Even though we had been in serious rehearsals for well over a year, the public's apparent interest in the record made us aware of the fact that we now had an image to live up to that hadn't existed before. The public's perception and expectation of what we'd be like in performance had suddenly raised the bar for us, and we knew that we had to be better in concert than what the public expected, or else we'd lose that precious momentum. We begin intense five hour daily rehearsals, and we began rehearsing sets, as if on a concert stage. There were no retakes of songs...we would analyze our performances after we had played, to find out what areas were right, and what needed attention. We worked with the roadies on executing guitar switches, so they could get used to the pressure they would be under at a real show. They learned how to use strobe tuners, visually retuning very quickly...while very loud music was happening right next to them. We'd work on changing guitars on every song, so the show wouldn't have to stop for Mark and I to do tune-ups. We worked on presentation...on being so sure of ourselves that we made it look easy. This wouldn't have been possible without all the earlier work we had done...but now, it was beginning to be real...and we were only two months away from our live debut. We fine-tuned the vocals, worked on perfecting the mixes...and we still had to adjust to new equipment, as it arrived. Since most of this gear was so powerful, just learning how to control that much sound energy was a challenge...but everyone just dug in to do the work...and I was very proud of everyone. We were all operating like a well oiled machine...and all the cylinders were firing...



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