Bloomington High School North, Nikean, 1984, Page 159

Description:	struments. We slept on it and whenwe awoke in the morning we decided to work on the instrument problem first. We went into all thepawn shops and every antique storein the city. Finally we found what wewanted.The store was one of those antique stores that is crammed to thegills with junk, junk, and more junk.When we told the lady what wewanted she was amused.A guitar? Yeah, I think we gotone or two in the front somewhere.Why a guitar? Those have been outsince Lifeson went away in 92!Yeah, we know, but we justwanted to be in a talent show andwe heard that guitar-breaking is avery popular act. Fred always hadthe perfect excuse for every irrational action he ever did.Ok. Heres what I got.We selected the ones that showed the greatest promise, pickedamps to match and threw in somedrums and a horn section while wewas in charge of publicity and setabout publicizing the upcomingevent. Confident of the bands success. Fred even went as far astrading his own car to te pawn shopfor some cash. He had literatureprinted extolling the concert as thebest thing ever to happen to musicand plastered the city with thepropaganda.Fred, if people dont like uswere gonna be up a small streamwithout a means of locomotion, Iwarned.If nobody ever does what weregoing to do the whole race is gonnabe there with us. And how can itmiss anyhow?So the news of the concert gotaround until finally the big day wason us. We basically played good oledown home Chicago blues and wehoped the crowd would go wildand scream and yell for more. Fredwas in fine form the day of the concert, arriving ten minutes before theconcert was scheduled to start. Hewere at it. pulled up in some poor schmucksWhy not? Fred asked me. car that he had stolen, hopped outNot knowing any reason why not, with the biggest grin Id ever seen,I correspondingly kept my mouth introduced us, and eased ourshut. nervousness.1 We then proceeded to tradesome poor schmucks car that wasin the parking lot for the equipment.I admit this was dirty and low-downbut we didnt have the bucks.Ok Fred, now what? Weve gotinstruments and no players exceptwhat the ghetties taught us. Whereare we going to get a band?Im working on it! he shouted.We decided that the prison was agood place to find people that mightmow how to play the archaic instruments. People who had beenput on extended terms mightremember their skills. Sure enough,we found some willing people andtraded some poor schmucks car forthem too. In fact it was a police car,a real nice late model sedan, butthats irrelevant.So now we had a band. And webanded. We practiced for a monthand felt like we had something toshow other people. So we set up aconcert date and a location. FredLets go for it guys! This is the lastchance for music to return to itsoriginal state. Lets do it!With that we jumped on stageand played music like it was goingout of style, which as a matter offact it was. The crowd totalledaround 80,000 and there hadntbeen such a responsive group in along while. Unlike at the electronicconcert, where the people just feltsatisfied by the music, here they enjoyed themselves and got into whatwas happening. The concert wentwell into the night and they couldntget enough. It seemed to dawn suddenly on the people that theircreativity had been dwindling for along time and they didnt like thatthought. The electronic concert hadbeen only the lastest stage ofcreativitys retreat. After the concertwe were appalled by the attitudesthe people had taken. People werethreatening to overthrow thegovernment for its oppressivenessand extermination of creativity. Thisreaction was totally unexpected byus. We had grown up in a societythat oppressed creativity andnobody had ever realized that it hadbeen missing until we re-discoveredit. In the ghetto it had been acarefully hidden secret. We werejust two good old-fashionged boyswho were trying to revive music as ithad been. When they came to takeFred away, I was as surprised as hewas...Taken from The Trials of Fredby Flak Cramer. Although he wishedto remain loyal to Fred to the end,Flak was coerced into writing thepreceding journal by the injection ofthe newly developed truth serum.The work was used as testimonyagainst Fred Blue Renstar in thenow well-known trial of Creativityvs. The State. Fred Renstar wascharged and convicted on sevencounts of thinking freely, creativity,treason, and some less seriousfelonies. He was sentenced tobanishment on Cygnus X-1 wherehe perished on contact. Cramerhimself was not charged withanything in return for his vital help in(continued on page 160)159
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