Eye Weekly’s ever witty Marc Weisblott really made me smile tonight. We’re in NYC to do a segment on the CBS Early Show tomorrow AM, and I came across his new piece (with requisite, though mainly recycled, “zingers”) titled “Sunshine Statesman.”
When my brother Rob and I formed our first band in the mid-1960s, trying our hand at Jimi Hendrix, Cream and other power rock staples, we practiced hard for our first gig – the annual Cub Scout shindig. We thought we’d found a great name – Flagg – with those so strategically place double gs.
But our Dad, who headed our local troupe, told the organizers to call us “The Sunshines.”
I hadn’t thought about that for nearly 40 years, but Weisblott and Eye brought it all back – the image of our youthfully mortified red faces on the stage of Queen of Peace Elementary School’s cafeteria cum Cub Scout meeting hall/ performance venue. And for that I am ever so grateful.
