Audio Reclamation #1. The Suburban Sluts Demo.

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This was my 2nd band.  I had met Reid one night at 3am one night in my first apartment at the ripe age of 19 or 20.  Matt Crummett, orchestrator of my first band, "DRUNK," brought him over.  I was in bed, but far too hospitable.  I didn't drink, but somehow I became an after-hours destination that night.  Reid picked up my acoustic guitar, asked if he could play it, and clunked out "I Don't Care About You" by Fear.  That's how we met.

Awhile later, he came to me and said that George, at Skank Skates in Springfield (IL), asked him if he wanted to open for GG Allin's former band, The Murder Junkies.  Long story short, the band was being put together.

I suggested a bass player, but he already had one, Ben.  I had met Ben once outside of Micheleos Pizza, where I was working, and by request, re-re playing my latest home recording, "I Have No Legs," in someone's car.  He was the bass player.

The drummer was Marky D.  He was known around town, but he was Reid's BFF from Heyworth, the little hick town south of Bloomington.  I, being from the hick town NE of Bloomington and Ben being from a hick town in Northern Illinois, it was a perfect fit... perfect.

It was one of those bands that should have been completely fun and ridiculous, but it was only perfect in retrospect.

The band must have lasted well less than a year.  Reid had had enough and moved to Oakland, CA.  We recorded the instruments on the demo live in Alley Cats Saloon / Blue Moon Cafe.  That's a fancy name for the basement of Roger's woodworking shop.  I'm not sure if Roger ever did any woodworking there, but he hung out with us and supported us... most likely was evicted because of us.  I'm not sure exactly how we met Roger, but I think it was because he made the picnic tables for The Gallery.  These were the dying days of The Gallery and anything went.  Roger was anything.  He was badass.

Huh?  Oh, we cut the vocals above Micheleos in Jim Miller's apartment, which is also where Reid lived.  At one point I was "banned from sleepovers for making prank calls" there.  That was a misunderstanding and smoothed out.  We did it in December of '98 or '99.  Reid was in a time crunch.  We were trying to get it done before his dad picked him up to move him out.  That's what the later tracks have no lyrics.  We got the winners done.  That's enough words.

I now give you, a piece of forgotten 309 punk rock history.  The Suburban Sluts.

Reid Shit - Vocals
Marky D - Drums
Nick Roseman - Guitar
Ben Zinnen - Bass