The Position
  

I’ve been digging the 70 or so tracks of The Missionary Position that have been preserved in the permanent collection lately.
The good out weighs the bad …
… by a lot.
As young men at various crossroads, it’s nonsensical to point fingers at any villain.
When I hear the playing, I hear joy.
Not one for nostalgia, but I miss playing regularly with those guys.
During the week I’d play with Dave and Dennis, then O would join for weekend rehearsal.
When we hear the post-Dave recordings the band is on fire. Tight and near great.
But something was lost.
First the Fender Rhodes, then the feedback, then the weird lyrics, then the keyboards, finally: his persona.
Dave and I started the band during the wretched autumn of ’87. I didn’t really know who this guy was, but he said he had a deal in the works and needed a band …
Not sure if the deal was just in his head, but it lead to 2.5 years of creative good times. 
The band was tight enough to have played Madison Square. But our first gig was in Chris Chrobak’s back yard summer 1988. It would be fitting that our final concert would be there, July 1990.
A few years ago I had a brief conversation with Dave about a possible 20 year reunion gig. It was good to hear his voice and experience a taste of the old days …
… but he wasn’t interested. He did say he would cheer us on …
Last summer I had a few emails with Dennis. He seemed enthusiastic about a get together (Especially after hearing a few tracks). But he stopped writing back after about a week. So …
The MP remains on hold.

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