Dad you old guys used everything up!

[Andy Hoyt]

We had two: Balance and Ten Foot Clearance

Note to ego: We weren't; and four would have been adequate

[Jerry Clark]

How about "High Fuel"

[Jon Lanier]

Over The Top

Iron Butterfly

Log Rollers

Steel Conversion

Case and Point

Zero Tolerence

True Center

One Bad Nail

[Benjamin Dahl]

Mustard Toothpaste
The Unisaws (would be near U2 on the shelves)

[Reed Wells]

Remember when the big thing was fm?

Joe, I remember the only local station we could get during the day played polka music, lot's of swed's and poles in our area, but after dark we could catch WLS -AM out of Chicago or KAAY out of Little Rock. Both AM stations. Down With Webber!!!!!- lololololo0lolol

[Rick Malloy]

If being hot is the in thing now then
Global warming
or if being cool is the in thing
New Ice Age

or either one depending on which climatologist you listen to.

[Jim Becker]

Iron Butterfly

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Inna Goda Da Vita, baby! (Sorry, Jon...that name was taken a long time ago!)

[Andy Hoyt]

I love it when I can correct Becker, especially after he's made a MAJOR error.

It's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby

[Mitchell Andrus]

I love it when I can correct Becker, especially after he's made a MAJOR error.

It's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby

Andy, Andy, Andy.... Can anyone REALLY catch The Beckster in a gaff? He obviously did that to test us.

[Jim Becker]

So I can't spell a nonsense name... ..the IRONy....

[Curt Doles]

Phil Dirt and the Dozers, obviously a country band!
Curt

[Rick Moyer]

Yea, same problem...different era. I remember the same struggle with naming my summer band back in the late 1970s as well as the group I was with for a period of time in the mid-1980s.

So, what WERE those band names, Jim?

[Jim Becker]

The summer band was Satin Sound System. (bass, keys, sax, vocals...and a complete set of Barry Manilow tunes every gig. Really. I kid you not!) The business cards looks like satin material, too.

The one in the 1980s never really got a name while I was involved. After nine months of practice (and we were really good), we continued to have problems keeping a singer that wasn't on drugs or totally flaky. I couldn't handle that any more, especially with 60-70 hour work weeks so I bailed. (Retail...running a Radio Shack in a mall) But the music was oh-so-good and the musicianship was the tightest I've ever experienced--everyone had a great feel for each other. We did Pretenders and other great dance rock. Keyboards for me, but for some of the Pretenders stuff, I did the second guitar parts. I really do wish that one would have made it to gigging. I think the band would have been popular on the local circuit.

[Jim Creech]

Just remind your lovely daughter that if it wasn't for us "Old Guys" she would still be listening to such greats as Glenn Miller, Tommy Dorsey and Duke Ellington!

[Steven Hardy]

Those were the first words out of my 15 year old future "rock star" daughter as she interrupted my long awaited shop cleaning experience, ya right. So thinking I was going to be responsible for global warming, murdering the whales and forgetting to change the toilet paper roll, I sat down on the stack of frozen pine I just brought in. Heck, hemroids can't be as bad as what I thought was coming. My sweet #1 daughter can't find a name for their band because my generation took all the "good and important names". Now I always thought my generation always had the inside track when it came to naming bands, but to blame dear old dad for the collapse of the music industry was going just a bit to far. She did a google on band names from the fifties on, and it was their general consensus that all the best ones were taken in the 60s and 70s. So I told her that I had one left over from the 60s that they could have if they wanted an old name. The Brass Door Knob, ya, everyone had a band in the 60s. How bout the Electric Prunes, Crazy Elephant, Grass Roots, Blues Magoos, or Strawberry Alarm Clock. You think anyone would mind if they were recycled? Or my all time favorite The 1910 Fruitgum Company. You know, maybe we did take all the good ones. Heck, I think I'll dig the Ludwigs out of the basement.

Jeeze, where's an iron butterfly when you need one.

The rage in the world today.....is JUNK SCIENCE ...theres a name for her!
Or ....how about something thats a tongue twister: Plate Tectonics!!