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<itunes:subtitle>Whenever friends get together and talk about the good old days, inevitably someone gets the idea that it all would make a good book, memoir, movie or sitcom.  One of my friends suggested a blog to share with other friends, family and other musicians.  So </itunes:subtitle>
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<title>Star Spangled Planet Of the Apes</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 23:46:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/44F2D689-BD62-4229-901F-7ECAE6150951_files/Planet%20of%20the%20Apes%2041%203-27-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/Planet%20of%20the%20Apes%2041%203-27-5.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just have to tell this story.&#13;&#13;Traditionally, at the start of the Grandville High School football game, the marching band thundered their way to the end zone near the American flag and stood in neat rows facing the field, the drum section rooted in the center. The snare drums rolled and the Star S</description>
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<title>This Rant Is Overdue</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 22:35:20 -0500</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/EACD96AD-36E9-4656-900A-10BB84B7138E_files/MarchingBand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/MarchingBand.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marching band season started in August with band camp and ended in tandem with the last home field football game. It was also the most fun I had during my last three years in high school.&#13;&#13;My sophomore year I slung a marching field drum across my shoulder along with several other, more experienced s</description>
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<title>Marching Orders and Band Camp</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 00:50:50 -0500</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/E23BA913-AA9C-44D8-B60B-FD5F5DDA4BFD_files/grandville-video-filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/grandville-video-filtered.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the end of my freshman year at Grandville High School I was invited to join the marching band for the next season. Being a drummer in the concert band, I couldn’t wait for the opportunity to strap on a snare drum and march at football games, Memorial Day and Fourth of July parades, and around</description>
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<title>Cosmic Songs Of the 70s</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 23:09:17 -0500</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/9C4801D3-7DC0-41D4-8077-B5798BD0722B_files/Funk%20%2349%20Excerpt.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/LexmarkAIOScan18_4.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a band, we all agreed that the songs we learned and performed were going to be as much like the original recording as possible. Of course, at our ages our individual musical prowess and faculties probably left more than a little to be desired. But we tried to play music well beyond our capabiliti</description>
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<itunes:subtitle>As a band, we all agreed that the songs we learned and performed were going to be as much like the original recording as possible. Of course, at our ages our individual musical prowess and faculties probably left more than a little to be desired. But we t</itunes:subtitle>
<itunes:summary>As a band, we all agreed that the songs we learned and performed were going to be as much like the original recording as possible. Of course, at our ages our individual musical prowess and faculties probably left more than a little to be desired. But we tried to play music well beyond our capabilities anyway. &#13;&#13;During the mid 70s, the album oriented rock and free form radio programming of WLAV-FM was the musician’s choice. For the Top 40 songs we were tuned into WGRD or WLAV-AM. The musical influences of the revolving band members during this time created an eclectic list. The early days of Cosmic included songs by Lynyrd Skynyrd, ZZ Top, the Doobie Brothers, Neil Young, Foghat, the James Gang, Edgar Winter, Uriah Heep, Elton John, Bachman Turner Overdrive, David Bowie, Moody Blues, and Chicago. &#13;&#13;After Dave Borgeson left the band in 1975, Tim Pfifer became our lead singer. Tim had been the singer in my first band, Hot Ice, while I was in Jr. High and he was also an African American. Cosmic now had soul! Well, we liked to think so. After all, we all liked the funk music that was coming on the musical scene at the time, and soon our set list included songs by the Ohio Players, Wild Cherry, Stevie Wonder, Kool and the Gang, and Earth, Wind and Fire.&#13;&#13;Tim’s father was a dyed in the wool Baptist preacher who did not approve of his son’s desire to sing in a profane rock band. Tim also did not live in Grandville like the rest of us. He lived on the opposite side of Grand Rapids on the ground level of an apartment building. We had to drive across town to pick him up for rehearsals and gigs, and on more than one occasion, when he was in disputation with his father, we literally had to sneak him out of his bedroom window. &#13;&#13;A partial list of Cosmic songs:&#13;&#13;Sweet Home Alabama                                  Lynyrd Skynyrd&#13;Long Train Running, China Grove              The Doobie Brothers&#13;Funk 49, Walk Away                                     The James Gang&#13;Color My World                                              Chicago&#13;Rocket Man                                                     Elton John&#13;Nights In White Satin                                    Moody Blues&#13;All the Young Dudes                                     Mott the Hoople (David Bowie)&#13;Taking Care Of Business                             Bachman Turner Overdrive&#13;Harvest                                                            Neil Young&#13;Autumn                                                            Edgar Winter Group&#13;La Grange                                                       ZZ Top&#13;Jim Dandy To the Rescue                             Black Oak Arkansas&#13;Fire                                                                   Ohio Players&#13;Play That Funky Music White Boy                Wild Cherry&#13;Jungle Boogie                                                 Kool and the Gang&#13;I Want To Take You Higher                           Sly and the Family Stone&#13;Long Distance Runaround / The Fish          Yes &#13;&#13;Here are excerpts from live Cosmic performances. Richie Dekker, our sound engineer, placed two microphones near the front of the band and ran the cables back to a 1/4” reel to reel tape recorder that he had repaired; one of his father’s castoffs. I am thankful that Richie did this, otherwise these glorious strains of Cosmic vibrations might have been lost forever.&#13; &#13;&#13;&#13;Funk 49 by the James Gang. Listen to these funky white boys closely and you can hear a guitar being tuned up during the intro. Dave Borgeson is singing, my brother Jeff is on the drums, Jim vineyard on lead guitar, and Doug Cline is on bass. On the right side you can hear my Farfisa Professional piano being run through a wah wah pedal.&#13;&#13;&#13;&#13;Ukiah. A Doobie Brothers song about getting back to nature and</itunes:summary>
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<title>Wedding Receptions - Now We’re Real Pros.</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 8 Jan 2007 18:57:09 -0500</pubDate>
<description>Playing for wedding receptions in the 1970s was also a part of the Cosmic experience. We liked to believe it was different than playing for high school students, but inevitably ended up being about the same. The only thing we did different was to add a few polkas and more ballads. We also kept the f</description>
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<title>The Early Gigs - High School Dances</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 3 Jan 2007 22:04:17 -0500</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/8E77F790-C04D-4B79-B896-7D6A6D150CFD_files/000_0108_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/000_0108_2.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of my first gig experiences were at high school dances and wedding receptions with the Cosmic band.  Remember when weddings had live music? Usually the engagements were booked by Scott Scheerhorn, who dealt with the school’s dance, homecoming, or prom committees. An adult student advisor was us</description>
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<title>The Cosmic Makeup</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 5 Oct 2006 00:06:54 -0400</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/296EF270-366F-49FB-884D-63E35417F83E_files/LexmarkAIOScan18_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/LexmarkAIOScan18_2.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Cosmic band rehearsals had now moved to the basement of Scott Scheerhorn’s house where we intensely learned how to play new songs and our instruments, at least until 10 o’clock, the curfew set by his parents.  This would have have been in 1974 and I remember it as a very exciting and educational</description>
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<title>Under the Influence</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 26 Sep 2006 10:53:29 -0400</pubDate>
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<title>The Band Room, Music Stores and a Farfisa</title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 23:08:44 -0400</pubDate>
<description>During my freshman year of 1973/74 I was playing percussion in the concert band led by Bob Brower. Grandville’s bands were known throughout west Michigan as the best around and this reputation went back many years, even before my Mom led the marching band as a majorette. I won’t share those dates he</description>
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<itunes:subtitle>During my freshman year of 1973/74 I was playing percussion in the concert band led by Bob Brower. Grandville’s bands were known throughout west Michigan as the best around and this reputation went back many years, even before my Mom led the marchi</itunes:subtitle>
<itunes:summary>During my freshman year of 1973/74 I was playing percussion in the concert band led by Bob Brower. Grandville’s bands were known throughout west Michigan as the best around and this reputation went back many years, even before my Mom led the marching band as a majorette. I won’t share those dates here, Mom. Coming up through earlier grades, everyone in the band program was aware of Brower’s demand for excellence and the temper that could go with it. He didn’t have the large support staff band directors enjoy today, so many responsibilities were laid at his office door, including private brass lessons, instrument maintenance, equipment relocation, concert scheduling and much more. As freshmen, most of us just  tried to stay out of his way, fearing the wrath of Bob.&#13;&#13;Percussionists can be a fidgety bunch, and expecting them to keep quiet and passive while Mr. Brower tuned the woodwind section was, sometimes, next to impossible.  He was understandably upset one morning when, during this ritual, a drum stick came flying from the snare drum section, over the woodwinds, and landed at his feet. Rage ensued, demerits were given and rehearsal continued. &#13;&#13;Bob was big on intonation and it always paid off at regional contests. Other bands may have had good players, but Grandville’s always sounded better because we knew how to play in tune. After years of listening to these daily tuning ceremonies I began to develop a pretty good ear myself and it came in very handy when playing the timpani. I learned how to listen to the band for the upcoming notes and quietly tune the drums by gently tapping on them, my ear close to the drumhead. I also began to hear the “beats” two instruments make when their pitches are tuned close together. This recognition came in handy in my upcoming synthesizer education.&#13;&#13;I still loved playing my bother’s drum set when he wasn’t around, but in the concert band I specialized in tuned percussion like the chimes, bells, xylophone and timpani. Freshman were not allowed to play in the marching band and sometimes had to wait until their junior year to join the club. I wanted to march with a snare drum really bad and continued working on my ratamacues, paradiddles, flams and 5 stroke rolls.&#13;&#13;Meanwhile, I still needed an electronic keyboard for the Cosmic band. I would tag along with my band mates when they visited the local music stores. I wanted to see, hear and audition the keyboards of my idols. I wanted to touch a MOOG or ARP synthesizer and smell a Mellotron . That wasn’t going to happen for a fifteen year old in Grandville, Michigan. These instruments were expensive and the local stores did not stock them. I did, however, find my first keyboards at one of these shops.&#13;&#13;There were two major players in the Grand Rapids retail music store scene in the mid 1970s. The first was owned by John Kik and was appropriately called Kik’s Music Center. It was located on West Leonard and had a small studio in the back room. John was a chain smoking hipster who immediately reminded me of Burl Ives, goatee and all. The store would often host groups of local musicians, just hanging around, smoking cigarettes and telling tales. I would listen in from behind a guitar amp to stories about nightclubs called the Rathskeller, the Grotto, The Elbow Room and the Shamrock. I heard them talk about “cats” that were “bad” and “layin’ it down” while “playin’ in the pocket”. This was fascinating conversation to a kid from the ‘burbs.&#13;&#13;The keyboard selection was sparse and usually consisted of a used Fender Rhodes electric piano or a Hammond spinet organ with a wooden tone cabinet. John was a gigging Cordovox and accordion musician, so it was not unusual to see some of these around the store, too. The Cordovox was played like an accordion, but was </itunes:summary>
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<title>A Cosmic Alignment</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 08:28:33 -0400</pubDate>
<description>&lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/EFEA5449-8509-4A1E-BE77-ABE68ADE3B22_files/LexmarkAIOScan14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.mac.com/gregpoltrock/iWeb/Fromthetop/Blog/Images/LexmarkAIOScan14.jpg" style="float:left; padding-right:10px; padding-bottom:10px; width:150px; height:113px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that I had started rehearsing with my first long term band, I found I had a lot to learn. First, I couldn’t expect to be heard over all the amplified instruments when I pounded on Mrs. Scheerhorn’s living room spinet piano. I was going to need an electronic keyboard and amplifier. Second, I had </description>
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