Saturday, March 25, 2017

END OF AN ERA

THE START OF ALL AGES

BSC, CA – Though I believe the plea for a 'teen place' for music is real, the idea that anyone, especially those coming from some state not known for music beyond a star or two, can jump start a local music scene here without knowing the valley's musical back story, is ludicrous. A simple research into the definition of a scene via George Plimpton will yield the 6 rules of a genuine scene. However, you can do the tour with me as we start Part 1 in illustrating the Golden Age of new [original] music [by signed/unsigned artists], the true birth of the modern valley music explosion.

The music here in the valley took a long time to fuse with many false starts and sputters, unaided greatly by the powers that used to be unfavorable. But once the fuse was lit, it stayed lit, and on a warm March night, a lot warmer than it is this March, a Wednesday night became the high water mark of the valley's ignition of music.


This night in March was highlighted by an [over] sold-out show that featured Ruebens Accomplice, HelloGoodbye, Limbeck, Steel Train, and London Colours. The year was 2005 and the night ended with a band-signed poster that read “Thanks for one of the Coolest Venues in Southern California. We love you guys.” [Heart] SteelTrain

Temecula's music was once only found at the Stampede. In those days, Temecula was Pleasantville till a guy named Jeff Arragon started a record label promoting the punk music movement, Local Punks, also a clothing brand logo. Clubs that served alcohol and non-shit kicker music had gotten a bad rap due to a stabbing [probably over a girl]. Jeff found a way around this problem by offering a type of music that could play in a venue that didn't serve alcohol. Unlike Washington that went with grunge a decade earlier, Local Punks was the other end in tempo and attitude.


About this same time a friend ['Tom' pg 258, Memoirs of Mr. Pete & Mary Jane Green] sort of reappeared though he was never really out of my social circles. From this unlikely trio, a rusty journalist from the 80s, a kid wanting to learn how to 'put on shows', and that Local Punk came the BOOM! The muse fuse lit.


At first squelched locally causing this New Birth to shift venues to The Wheelhouse in Hemet, now razed and Lake Elsinore [Storm Stadium, Throttle], with the latter bringing teen music back into the valley via the Sold-Out show at The Stampede with screamo-genre birthers FINCH [MTV].


And then, wouldn't you just know it? New music brought another original friend, and Lake Elsinore took another stab at getting past their Barney Fife overseers. Ye o' editor and political ranter, in training, gained VIP access the original “I'm with the band” way. I produced the tee shirts for Spaceman Jack. Curiously enough, my use of musical references throughout 'Memoirs' begins with a line from the band's song, “Sweet Memories” [Pg, 8].


This gained me access to a Murrieta band that was happening named Unknown Super Heroes.


Although there were other developments occurring simultaneously [see Part 4, Spinoffs], the youth were making music to reflect the world they saw. This music was raw, the lyrics real; so when a mild-mannered reporter with a puff daddy alter ego still married to a witch heard it, it was love at the first notes of 'Fat Bitches' [Down Inside]. The bands felt the shared music appreciation across the generations and awakened my activist side that had been asleep since the 70s. But this was now [then].








Amid all the clamor, a tiny coffee shop cafe just off a main drag from the freeway was like Finch, big everywhere but here.









Madlin's [Madlins, no kin to the hamburger place in Old Town Temecula] was getting bands from New York,


To AZ,



And bands in-between. Madlin's did the first all-day music show in the area.





Plus all the local bands, of which here are a few that stood out to me.





During this period the music scene lost its first artist to a tragedy, Ryan Towery, 19, due to a head-on collision that was not his fault. Ryan was the drummer for LaLune, a band who had dropped their initial CD just two weeks prior with a special labeled, band signed copy for me. I had writer's block for two weeks after the funeral until I penned an eulogy to the very talented and nice-mannered teen.

3-song demo prior to full CD version release
Other local bands made me part of their scene as well.



So started the Temecula music scene when outside of line dancing [country] and wedding covers [Timmy D. Productions], Full Value Entertainment and Bill Gould ruled the night. It was when Music became my beat, again [see pg. 197, 'Memoirs'].


End of Part 1. To be continued...

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