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| You're An Eight! |
| Ah, The good old days! Here I am Driving to High School with my old buddy Jack Zitzer. We rode the entire mile plus to school in that shopping cart. We would take turns pushing each other when someone got tired. The police had pulled up along side of us 'driving' down Maryland Ave., looked over and saw who it was, shook their head and kept on going. Actually this picture was taken on the second day we came to school in the cart. The first day we parked it in the lot and caused a little commotion. We were not prepared to have dozens of people greet us on the second morning. Someone took this picture as right before we pulled into the parking lot. The friggin' Principal confiscated our cart and instructed us not to do this again. Some people have no sense of humor. Here Jack can be seen hiding his face from the prying paparazzi. Jack and I caused our fair share of trouble. Of course all of it was in good fun. Hey is that your tongue? |
| This picture was taken on the celebration of the captivating and fetching Vanessa Baysinger's 21st birthday celebration. Unfortunately her lovely sister, Amber, is not quite old enough to get into a club yet, but we do have 3/4 of the wonderful Baysinger crew. Those Baysingers make beautiful babies! |
| Ah, here we have (left to right) Scott, Shari, Lisa & Anette. The girls are showing off their nicest smiles (no wonder we love them!) and Scott is obviously embarrassed by his sister's actions. Shari is giving us the finger. |
| Legendary skinsman, Bobby Kidder. Nice guy and a good drummer. |
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| My old Buddy Paul! I pretty much learned beginning rock guitar from this man. Of course when we met we were MUCH younger. Paul was a rock ghod! These pictures must have been taken somewhere around the mid to late 1980's, but the content could really span any time. These are the two faces I remember most from Paul. Either he was on the phone to his family or telling me to "fuck off". Paul used to drive a old Maverick and he would jam his "Seventies approved' Sunn amp head and 2x12 almost square speaker bottom in the back seat. Almost magical to witness! |
| Tim Ivory. Rock bassist extrordonaire. Well at least until he quit the band to make much better money. Then he left the bass he is seen playing (which he incidently traded a 60's ES-335 for) in his car and someone broke the window and stole it. Here we are sometime in 1980 or early 1981 at the fabulous Christenson's Bar on Snelling & University. We were one of the first bands to play the club. Tim & I were both 18 at best and Tim had just begun seeing his first serious girlfriend ( who happed to be Pauls' girlfriend's sister). I on the other hand , Well, it was prior to Aids and being a young man. Oh, ok there were a lot of girls. The picture on the bottom left is from the Minnehaha Tom-Tom room and was probably close to the end of Tim working with the band. Not as big a rock ghod as Paul. Tim is a nice guy and was my closest friend growing up together in the same neighborhood. We would go to his house and his dad would be sleeping on the couch and once we floated a feather over his mouth so he would blow it back in the air as he snored. It was hilarious until he woke up. I still remember him saying " I don't know what you're doing, but you better get out of here". We got. |
| Ladies and Gentlemen! All the way from Calvin's alley.... Chuck Daman! Chuck is a very nice guy except when he's stealing all the young ladies from the guys. Percussionist of the millennium! |