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I
was asked to join the band just after 7th grade had
begun. I really didn’t know any of the guys (Matt, Scott, and
Bob). Turned out that I was the only one who had an instrument
of any kind! They were big time Kiss fans while I was a
headstrong Beatlemaniac. Our initial band names were Speed,
Fire, then The Rocks, and Barracuda before settling on Free
Bird. Matt’s parents house became our home away from home each
weekend. Once everyone stopped arguing on who was going to play
what, we started jamming! We couldn’t play anything so we did
stuff we had written. Bob wasn’t around long (he had only a
home made guitar from wood shop class!). We were a power trio
for the most of our duration. I have very strong memories of
sleepovers at Matt’s where we’d jam late into the night because
his parents would go out dancing. Once they returned we had to
‘settle down’, which was always hard to do with 3 guys and a
couple more friends hanging out. We’d always sneak out and roam
the streets talking about being rock Gods, making all sorts of
money, and touring with Aerosmith and Angel.
Eventually we did do covers, although for the longest
time we didn’t sing anything! We started playing parties and
school function by our freshman year in 1977. We had become the
‘pet’ band of the school. There weren’t any other bands in
school, and especially with our age. The older girls always
called us cute and would sit and watch us….we were loving that!
Along the way we added Jeff Heuby on second guitar. We had
gotten to know him at a party we had played in Dugger, Indiana
(his hometown). I liked having two guitars, and Jeff was a
great guy as well.
Unfortunately, as we grew up, we fell into different
crowds. There were more disagreements amongst us…Music had
always held us together though. The bottom fell out in March of
1978. Scott Reed has disappeared after a party on a Friday
night. He was missing for 3 weeks before he was discovered in a
field. To this day no one knows what happened, and I could
write a whole website on those events. Needless to say, at 15
years of age, it was a traumatic experience. I still get an
eery sad feeling every year in March.
Daryn was brought in through Jeff from Dugger, and he
and Jeff alternated on guitar and bass. Daryn was a great guy
as well, but things were kinda different from then on. We
didn’t break up though, we forged on. Eventually we moved over
to practice in Dugger, and for all extensive purposes, FREE BIRD
was over. |