Adrian "We sound like Oasis?" Parker
Birthdate: November 14
Starsign: Scorpio
Marital Status: not applicable
Instrument: Guitars
When I was young... my anonymous partner in crime and I ran a bootlegging business out of our bedrooms.
We knowingly conspired to defraud record companies the world over - no artist ever received a penny from us - even though at one stage we had over 500 titles. Where else could you get a copy of Poison live in Nottingham Forest, circa 1983, that sounded like it was recorded in the toilet backstage?
and we are still to this day proud of it. "It was for the fans" - bollocks. It was cos we could. And there was money in teenage rock fans...
imagine that.
Still, the thrill was gone (right about when acne left too, curiously) and we discovered beer. So we cashed up, and splashed the cash on 2 cool looking guitars (Mine was just like Slash's, if you remember him) and a couple of 10w amps.
We formed a band - just Andrei and I - and set to recording classic moments in Andrei's parents garage. (2 10 w amps turned to 11 being played in an aluminum garage 2.30 Sunday afternoon - rock on! ....)
Some of these classic moments included our first "single" "MotherFucking Sluts" and the literary genius of "Pomare Station" - the lyrics as I recall went something like this...
"Pomare, Taita, Wingate, Naenae, Epuni, Waterloo, Woburn, Ava, Petone, Ngauranga, Kaiwharawhara, Wellingtooooonnnnnnnn" and the chorus - my favourite bit - "I'm on the trainnnnnnnnn".
Awesome.
After this I formed a real band named "Burning Roses" with Marty Gavin, Andrei vanDusschoten, and Dean Pemberton. We only played one gig, in front of 100 or so close friends, and we bit. But it was fun. The profits from that night got spent repairing the damages. Start as you mean to go on...
Andrei piked - he followed his own rock vision to Otago (way south) and so Gary Prentice took over lead guitar. And as we had decided I couldn't sing, Malci Wilson joined up as singer.
The name was naff too, so we became "Stonor". Which was never meant to be a typo. Stonor played 5 gigs - the highlight of which was the time we played to a party of tripping skinheads in a deserted warehouse from a cage suspended from the ceiling. And yes someone did throw a bottle - our "roadie".
In the way of all second bands, we played our best gig, got paid the most money, and quit.
A few months later, the void was filled with a new project - "Killdeer". This outfit never got out of the garage, but that was ok. Gary was there but on bass this time, and I played the only guitars. Dave (from Christchurch band Dave and the Incredibly Big Knobs) came later as a vocalist, after a period working with Dan Foster (now of
Hastananoof ) and several others. There never was a drummer though - Dean for a short time but then noone regular. After a year of that we stopped trying to find one - a real shame, as the stuff we were grooving on was good. Maybe next time?
Then there was nothing - and 2 years later I got asked to jam round at Ems' place one afternoon. Where I met Monkey... and now we have this. Its the best yet.
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