Saturday, August 05, 2006

Life in Grand Rapids-Radio Void Vol. IV (Big Boots and a Broken Chair)



This is a story about cinnamon rolls and Naked Raygun. When I went to Calvin I became involved in the radio station. It was a putsy little cable only station, meaning only the students on campus could get it. Lame, though it was, I adored working as a DJ and Music Director there. One of my favorite things about working there was the ability to help promote bands that were coming through town.

So, Naked Raygun was slated to come play at the Sons and Daughters Hall (basically a VFW) in Grand Rapids. I called their manager and arranged for the band to come to the station to do a live on-air interview. We promoted the shit out of it. Signs up everywhere, announcements 24/7, the works. On the way to Grand Rapids, Naked Raygun's van broke down and so they were running late and didn't have time to do the interview. We were all a little disappointed, especially me because I was and am a huge fan.

We went to the show that evening and met up with the guys and decided to try it again in the morning. Lines got crossed and after waiting for them at the station for awhile, we posted a note with our home address and instructions to meet at our house if they were still interested. After waiting at the house for awhile, we again gave up and due to hunger went to the most awesome breakfast joint in the world, Breakfast Just Breakfast, that was at the end of our street. We left our high school friends to wait in the house in case they arrived.



Shortly after sitting down to eat, a winded teen came running into the restaurant yelling, "Naked Raygun are in your living room!" I thought the kid was going to faint. We all ran back and sure enough, there they were, big boots and all sitting in our living room. Now I have done many interviews with bands over the years, but none in my home. This was a first.

The guys were jovial and fun to talk to and we had a most excellent time. The high school kid still remembers it to this day. I think it was the most exciting thing that happened to him in GR. As I've mentioned before, GR is not a hotbed of social activity. Over the years, I've had the pleasure to interview and get to know Jeff Pezzati. He is an intelligent and interesting guy who can rock your brains right out of your head. I am glad they were so persistent with that interview. It's one of my favorite memories.

8 comments:

Tenacious S said...

I forgot to mention, they broke one of our chairs when they were horsing around.

lulu said...

was that Matt R. you left waiting for them?

Tenacious S said...

Who else?

Sonja said...

Wasn't it Jeanne's black rocking chair they broke?

Tenacious S said...

Yup.

Bubs said...

Naked Raygun!

A friend of ours used to date Eric the drummer. I remember when he worked in a vintage shop at Clark and Belmont.

Small world.

Jeanne said...

I think it was my grandma's antique balck rocking chair slated for inheritance by my children and their children after them. But, you know.. I don't think it would have done well n tropical humidity, so it was a favor after all.

Tenacious S said...

See, and now it's a great story to tell your kids. I prefer that kind of inheritance. Sorry about the chair, though. I'll make Mr. Pezzati formally apologize! I can do that you know.