For those who might have some interest in an exercise in my reliving the glory days (you know, Uncle Rico style: "Ohhhh, man I wish I could go back in time. I'd take state."), check out this new blog collective I have started and will be collaborating on with old band mates.
I'm excited about it. We will be telling stories of the illustrious Only Anything, posting old photos, providing links for you to download old songs. The premise is: What if the band you used to be in in 1995 got famous in 2008? Sound silly? Then you underestimate my silliness.
Never one to pass up the chance to be academic and nerdy, I think that this project has some fun things to say about private discourse (sometimes known as bro-speak), composition (both individual and shared), and collective identity construction and maintenance. The band Only Anything was a group way before we played any instruments... We sat around creating what we intended to become--as any teenage band might--between visits to Circle K for 64 ouncers and hot dogs and visits to the record store to pick up another Cure tape.
For this reason, I call our little team of archivists the Imaginary Band collective. It started off imaginary, and now that it's gone, it continues to live on. In my mind, that image is one of a near-perfect late teenage life.