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I was initially horrified when a piece I wrote nine years ago was uploaded to a music blog called "South Bend Power Nineties." It's a great site that documents some great - and not so great, but hey, it was the '90s - bands around campus at the University of Notre Dame. Some went on to greatness, like Ted Leo of Chisel. Others were flights of fancy, but it was a pretty inspiring thing to be part of.
One of my favorite bands to this day is the Butterfly Effect. So as they were preparing to play their last show and release a second album, I penned a story on them for a journalism class. Then the campus newspaper, the Observer, decided to run it. Then, nearly 10 years later, it's still on the Internet. It was nice to hear feedback all these years later from the readers on the Power Nineties blog. And thank goodness my initial horrified reaction was for naught. The piece holds up pretty decent. But, like some of the mp3s on the Power Nineties blog, maybe it's just nostalgia. Either way, I'm fine with it. Pictured here is Doug McEachern, of the Butterfly Effect, when they and my band, The Transoms, played a show together in Champaign, Ill. Doug's a school teacher in New York now, and I hope he's not screaming at his students like he screamed into the microphone... |
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I missed out on most of it, arriving on campus in fall 1996. But the stories of basement shows and stale beer were fresh on the minds of those who were still in South Bend at the time. I felt like I'd gotten to the dance late, but in reality, I was still pretty lucky to get in on the tail end.