Wiardgroup

These losses always take a piece of us. Same way the person becomes a part of us and those good times are always there.

As an old Punk, I would love to have seen you guys. It must have been  a lot of fun and I'll bet the thought is something that makes you smile. Lord know the description made me smile. 


--- In wiardgroup@yahoogroups.com, "Grant" <grichter@...> wrote:
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> My friend of mine, Eric Alexander, whom I was in a punk trio called "fastanimalsskinnylegs" has passed away.
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> We were quite the trend at the time, he played a guitar with one string, I played a "prepared" drum set where we had glued all kinds of toy xylophones and what have you all over the place making it like a prepared piano for drums. We were fronted by a delightful Korean woman who was a beaknik poet and dressed the part to a "T". Glenn O'Brien would have loved it.
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> Eric was the whitest boy you have ever seen but he worked hard and belonged to American Indian Drums. I played synthesizer at several Pow-wows for Oenida and Hochunk tribes with him.
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> His Indian name was "Nai'ish'ma" which means "Rain upon the Reeds".
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> I am sure "Rain up the Reeds" was welcomed by the Great Spirit.
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> http://obits.mlive.com/obituaries/grandrapids/obituary.aspx?n=erik-alexander&pid=142594955
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