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VINCE'S
BIO It
must have been 1981, when I was walking by an apartment complex near my
parents old house. I was sixteen at the time. Just your typical white
boy long-haired Led Zeppelin
loving rocker kid. There were legions of us back then. That's why there
was such a thing called the Kiss
Army. I remember going up to this guy and saying "Play Moby Dick" like that was some kind of test of his ability. Boop bap bappitty boom boom bap tinga-tinga-ting crash! Fuckin'
great. No guitars, no bass, no band, just a guy and a drumset in the middle
of a parking lot. Needless to say, I was impressed. Even if we were horrible, we were very serious about making said noise, to the point that we literally cut a hole in Vince's bedroom floor, to gain access to the downstairs storeroom, day and night. Hence the Boage-Hole was born. There
were many jam-box recordings done in this little cave of ours and one
of them still exists of Nick unplugging us and yelling at Vince that enough
is enough. I will always be grateful to Nick for putting up with us, while we learned our craft. Back then, Charlie and I were trying to keep The Boages alive. We had very little equipment and even less skill. We were serious underdogs compared to the other bands that Vince was in. He
was always being laughed at by his other bandmates for playing with the
Boages. His answer to that was That's one thing we were never short of: Balls. Vince is an original member of the Psychoholics and has been in an out of the band a few times. He's the first drummer I ever worked with and one of the most easy going characters you could ever meet. Even though he's the oldest member, he has the enthusiasm of the same sixteen year old kid who walked up him back 1981. I have become quite jaded and cynical since then, but Vince still retains that youthful innocence and desire to keep rockin. Which
to my estimation is....priceless.
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