My Wasted Youth
Some say that youth is wasted on the young...When I was a kid, I hung around with a small group of friends that listened to bands like The Clash, The Ramones, Boomtown Rats, and The Replacements. However, the music scene where I lived, in upstate New York was for the most part stuck in classic rock mode. A friend of mine had records of various artists playing live at CBGB's in New York. This was where the scene was. This is where I wanted to be. After college in 1988, I wanted to get a job and live near New York City where I would find a more happening music scene. I did that, and spent a good deal of my free time wandering around New York, especially the East Village. There were many really cool bars there at that time, like the famous CBGB's, one of my favorites. Most of the bars had great bands or at least great music. And all the bands played all their own songs, no covers, and no bogus tribute bands. Everyone had cool clothes and haircuts; everyone was trying to get noticed. However, in the early 1990's the East Village was slowly changing. During the 1970's and 80's it was full of punks, musicians, artists, and street people. There were some seamy areas like Tompkins Square Park. That was basically a tent city for the homeless and drugs. And of course St. Marks Place, shops with all sorts of cool clothes and trinkets made by local artists. You could even go to Astor Place where the homeless would set up shop and sell one left shoe or a smashed can of soup from a dumpster. One guy once tried to sell me a car stereo with the dashboard still attached. However, little by little, the area was changing. Young college grads that got jobs in the Wall Street area could not afford to live uptown any more, because the rents had skyrocketed in the 80's. So, all the new guys in an office would chip in and buy a run down building to fix up in the East Village. I even knew some squatters. They basically lived in a city owned abandoned building, fixed it up and the city gave it to them. Because of this, you had a weird mix of people in the bars. You'd see bar hags and barflies, a depressed art student and a con-man mechanic, sitting next to a wanna' be rock star. Next to them would be an Ivy League yuppie, some washed up has-been, and a drunken punk girl sleeping at the end of the bar. It was weird, but it was cool. Since the day I started playing guitar at age 12, my dream was to play on that graffitied up stage at CBGB's, just once. Unfortunately, my job or my life always got in the way and now CB's and that scene is gone for good. I wrote these songs as sort of an ode to the people and scenes from that time. I had a lot of fun making this and I hope you enjoy my songs...Some say that youth is wasted on the young, but my youth was filled with fun. I wouldn't trade it with anyone.