Aug. 1, 1970: Burned
Another prominent presence in Buffalo’s music milieu – Jerry Meyers, promotion man extraordinaire – turns up in this little story and we’ll encounter him again in two or three months. In the early 1980s, at a music biz party at his house in Williamsville, I met Dolly Parton. I have a photo with her somewhere. I look 35 years older now. Dolly doesn’t.
Aug. 1, 1970
‘Burned’ Like to Do
The Unexpected
Radio stations in
The thing about the song is that you never could be sure what
it was talking about.
The words would roll out of the radio like waves onto the beach. It felt like they had some sort of timeless significance, but just try to explain them:
“Unapproachable
lime-green forms
Of
phantasy emotion clouds
Self-destruction
in milk-white voices
Promise
to subdue the whims of crowds.
You will
never understand
The
reasoning behind
The loss of friendship in times of need
Is not so hard to find …”
Now
if anyone would know what that means, it would be Pete Palmisano, Burned’s bass
player. After all, he wrote it. Sang it too.
* * *
THE CHANCE to find out came last week as Pete and the rest of
the group – rhythm guitarist Don Eckel, lead guitarist John Robilotto and
drummer Jordan Stanley – sat around Don’s living room in
“Well,
people keep asking me if it’s about drugs,” Pete says. “Like this girl came up
to me one night and asked me if I smoked. I told her no and she said she didn’t
mean cigarettes and I told her I’m not into drugs. That turned her off
completely.
“I
don’t want to be known as a crusader against drugs,” he adds, “but that’s not
what the song’s about. I don’t know what it means. It’s just me.”
* * *
THE SONG struck a responsive chord last summer when Burned
played it for
“He
said: ‘I might want to take you guys to
And
they did. It took four hours to do both sides.
“I
was surprised,” Pete says. “I was surprised we went in the first place.”
“Pete
still thinks the bass guitar is a passing fad,”
* * *
BETWEEN THE recording in September and the release in February
there were a couple of hang-ups. Contracts. All the group had to get parents’
signatures. Master tapes had to be reprocessed. Things like that.
“Before
it came out, you’d play the song and nothing would happen,” Don says.
“We
play it now and we always get a hand for it,” Pete adds. “People will come up
and say: ‘I was wondering who did that.’”
“Because
of the overdub part, the horns and strings, everybody accuses us of not being
in the record,” Don says, “but we’re all in there. In fact, John wrote the
violin part. He played a lead on the guitar and that’s what they based it on.”
* * *
IT CAME OUT on Intrepid, a division of Mercury Records, and there
was another problem. Not enough copies. Don says kids bothered record stores
for it for two weeks.
“It
hung around 98 on a record store chart,” he notes, “then they got a lot of
copies and in a week it shot up to 8.”
Having
a record out also meant a deluge of bookings, both through Don and through Mrs.
Connie Stypowany’s Great Sounds in Music.
Tonight
they’ll be at
* * *
THEY’RE looking for another record after Jerry Meyers opens
his eight-track studio in
“Right
now we do a couple of John’s songs and a couple of Pete’s,” Don says. “We’d do
more, but you get to a point where you have to do what the club owners want.”
“John’s
are easy to understand,” Pete says. “John’s first song – ‘Her Wild Eyes’ – is
about a guy who punches his girl and pushes her off a bridge.”
* * *
THEY SAY they try to reach their audiences by doing the
unexpected. Nothing’s planned in advance. A long improvisation may start
sounding like a song someone requested. John may drag out his violin for
“Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” or go into a political rap.
“Sometimes
we’ll do a polka and throw in ‘Hall of the Mountain King,’”
“In
‘Feelin’ All Right,’” Don says, “Pete’ll play the piano with one hand and a
maraca with the other.”
“It’s
more interesting,”
“Exciting,”
says John.
“Funny
when he drops it,” Don observes.
* * *
“WE HAVE a real variety,” Pete adds. “Something for everybody.
“A
lot of groups will pick a big group and imitate their style,” he says. “It’s a
sad state. That was Vee-hic-cal by the Ides of March. Come a-gain to-morrow
night. This is Burned. We are a re-cord-ing. Good night.”
“We
just have a good time, you know,” Pete points out. “And if people know you’re
having a good time, they’ll have a good time.”
“We
just want to get where we’re going and not think about where we’re going,”
“To
be appreciated for what we do,” Pete adds.
“And,”
The box/sidebar
Hard to Find a Name
Pertinent
and impertinent information about Burned:
Don
Eckel, 19, rhythm guitar, Taurus,
Pete
Palmisano, 20, bass guitar, Capricorn,
John
Robilotto, 18, lead guitar, Libra, Williamsville South High School, student at
UB.
Jordan
Stanley, 20, drums, Scorpio,
* * *
PETE, JOHN and Jordan had been together 3½ years under various
names – The Frantic Four, The Mortals, The Brothers’ Keepers, The Trends –
before Don joined them a winter ago.
“They
were more concerned about my musical equipment,” Don says, “than how I played.
Their equipment was terrible then.”
Don,
a veteran of The Drastic Measures and a bunch of other groups, also had a list
of phone numbers from booking the other bands, so he became unofficial business
manager.
* * *
AS FOR THE name, it came to them as they sat around thinking up
a name just before their first job at
“We pretended we knew it all along,” Pete says. “We didn’t even tell anybody until the second set.”
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