A few days ago, I discovered that someone from my old college scene had digitized a ton of old demos and live recordings of all the bands that we were in together. It was the first time in ages since I had heard this recording of my first real band from 1992. I had only been playing for about five years of jamming bad covers before being asked to join. I feel like in retrospect, my composition and style were better than I have given myself credit for, but I'm certain my technique was questionable at best. It was a great musical network to join back then
Also: in listening to the entire archive of bands, I was startled to hear a riff in one song that sounded like a distant relative of a riff in a song that I had written a couple of years ago. I realized with astonishment that it was a band that I had auditioned for ONCE in 1991 or so. I didn't get the gig, which I understood, but I guess the intense pressure of that first big audition of my life managed to bake a vestigial piece of a hook into a full-on fossil in my brain. Weird...
Also: in listening to the entire archive of bands, I was startled to hear a riff in one song that sounded like a distant relative of a riff in a song that I had written a couple of years ago. I realized with astonishment that it was a band that I had auditioned for ONCE in 1991 or so. I didn't get the gig, which I understood, but I guess the intense pressure of that first big audition of my life managed to bake a vestigial piece of a hook into a full-on fossil in my brain. Weird...