Gary Byrum
Overstable By Design
In my early twenties, (still the garage band days) my buddies that I played with and I,
sprung for a rental which was a split level house in suburbia Charlotte NC. Nice place with lots of room. We had a pool table in the downstairs den area to boot. As far as we were concerned, we had a pretty cool crib.
Parties were always happening there and seemed to be a focal point for all the circles of friends we were involved with. That being said, we were never lacking company. In your garage band days, you get to know so many people because they are sooo attracted to musical folks. (Theres a bonus factor there that cant be detailed here) but to say the least, it was a time of very fulfilling events.
My 21st or 22nd birthday was at hand, and I really didnt have any plans. No date, no roomies around I was sitting at home totally bummed out that I was sharing the afternoon with one of my roomies brothers, (who btw was there to baby sit me so I didnt take off somewhere ..epic fail.) So I made the call to one of my reliable resources and made a date to hit the drive-in theater. I was sure to get lucky on that note.
After all that was said and done, we returned to my house where there was a buttload of cars parked all over the place. Hell, I didnt even have a place to park! My date and I got to the front door and was greeted by my drummer..WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! ¾ of the people are already gone!
My house was still packed with people.
Bottom line here, my roomies brother did a very poor job of watching after me on the biggest birthday event I could have ever known. And even though it had thinned out as much as it did, it was still a great party. 250+ was the head count according to my drummer.
I guess it really wasnt missed, but I was very late for the blastoff of my greatest birthday party ever.
sprung for a rental which was a split level house in suburbia Charlotte NC. Nice place with lots of room. We had a pool table in the downstairs den area to boot. As far as we were concerned, we had a pretty cool crib.
Parties were always happening there and seemed to be a focal point for all the circles of friends we were involved with. That being said, we were never lacking company. In your garage band days, you get to know so many people because they are sooo attracted to musical folks. (Theres a bonus factor there that cant be detailed here) but to say the least, it was a time of very fulfilling events.
My 21st or 22nd birthday was at hand, and I really didnt have any plans. No date, no roomies around I was sitting at home totally bummed out that I was sharing the afternoon with one of my roomies brothers, (who btw was there to baby sit me so I didnt take off somewhere ..epic fail.) So I made the call to one of my reliable resources and made a date to hit the drive-in theater. I was sure to get lucky on that note.
After all that was said and done, we returned to my house where there was a buttload of cars parked all over the place. Hell, I didnt even have a place to park! My date and I got to the front door and was greeted by my drummer..WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! ¾ of the people are already gone!
My house was still packed with people.
Bottom line here, my roomies brother did a very poor job of watching after me on the biggest birthday event I could have ever known. And even though it had thinned out as much as it did, it was still a great party. 250+ was the head count according to my drummer.
I guess it really wasnt missed, but I was very late for the blastoff of my greatest birthday party ever.