It started Late. Growing up with my brother's classic and party rock records,
I always assumed that rock-&-roll was the province of debaucherous
English superstars and shirtless Majesty-of-Rock stadium bands. But in high
school, when a friend played the first four bars of "Stairway To Heaven"
on a crappy acoustic, the epiphany hit. Rock could be played by any aimless
Midwestern teenager! From then on it was total immersion in all things guitar.
Grades dropped, hair grew long, parents fretted, and the girls took notice.
Countless bands followed, and the styles were ranging: Garage Slop, Aimless
Jamoramma, Inebriated Blues, Southern Fried, Dance Pop, Folkaholic, Country,
and Misunderstood Space
Rock.
Moving to Austin, TX and working up through the ranks to the A-clubs and the
pro tour circuit cemented my commitment to the work ethic of a touring musician.
Practices became serious rehersals, gear setup became a science, stage moves
were honed, and gigs were now performances. Studio session work solidified my
technical proficiency of music and the live shows allowed me to explore the
visceral nature of Rock as performance art.
Moving back to the Midwest in '95 gave me the opportunity to revisit my musical
roots and allowed me to hook up with Sequoia Drive. With all the guys pooling
their professionalism and their love of raccus live shows, I believe we can
help inspire a new generation of aimless Midwestern teenagers to pick up their
guitars and keep the flame alive.
Rock at all costs!
Hit a Lick, Jordan
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