way I look at it, and my music, at least, is an expression of his love.
OTE: So all of you guys are into that?
JG: We’re straight in every way. A hundred percent vegan and we don’t do drugs of any kind. I don’t feel they have any place in my life, which I keep as pure as possible. The body is a temple and all that, but my temple is at the shows, with the people, you know what I mean?
OTE: OK, Mr. Clean, I’m sure lots of people have been wondering about this. What’s it like to be in the scene and be married?
MC: Oh, its wonderful. Its wonderful. To be on the road and be able to share that with someone you love . . . its just amazing.
OTE: So your wife is straight too?
MC: Oh, yeah, yeah. We both lead a clean lifestyle. Especially seeing as she’s expecting! [laughs]
OTE: So its true she’s pregnant?
MC: Our family will be expanding in September.
OTE: What about you, Jude? What’s your take on girls in the scene?
JG: I’d like to talk about the music, if that’s OK. Were talking to X-Ample about doing a split seven inch. That’s something cool.
OTE: That is cool. What about you, Mr. Clean? Will you be able to stay active in the band with a newborn baby?
MC: Oh, definately, definately. I can do both at once. I might not get much sleep, but I’ll be at practice!
OTE: That’s cool, brothers. I wish you all the luck in the world.
JG: Thanks, man.
OTE: True till death man.
JG: True till death.
MC: Hare Krishna. Thanks a lot.
photo courtesy of Ben Leblanc
Ben Leblanc
September 5, 1988
3rd per.
How I Spent My Summer Vacation
Have you ever driven up and down the eastern United States? Have you ever been to cities such as New York City, Philadelphia, Washington, D.C. and Atlanta GA? Well I have. These are just some of the many places I went this summer with a hardcore band called the Green Mountain Boys who are from Lintonburg. They range in age from 16 to 18 yrs. and follow the straight edge way of life. I take pictures for their zine and they needed someone to help with their equipment etc. which is how I got to be their roadie.
Not only did I get to see amazing sights such as the Empire State Building, I also slept on people’s floors, attended countless exciting concerts and learned life lessons such as how to change a tire. Before this I had never seen the ocean before and now I am proud to say that I have been swimming in the Atlantic. I also skated down the steps of the Lincoln Memorial which was amazing.
All in all I wouldn’t trade my summer for anything. It was a truely musical experience.
The high point came early. A day close enough to the Fourth of July, birds circling low over Manhattan, Don Fury’s studio on Spring Street. In Delph’s pocket were the five hundred dollars for which he’d sold his car. The Green Mountain Boys were freshly showered and freshly shaved, their clothes freshly laundered. They’d stayed up late tuning their guitars. They’d eaten a hearty breakfast at Angelica. Eliza was wearing her yellow summer dress, and a man on the corner was selling enormous Technicolor fruit, and they all stood on the sidewalk, waiting to be buzzed in. Jude was already in the future, looking back at himself.
Back in Lintonburg, Jude had packed up the band with his father’s gift for speed. It had taken under twenty-four hours to get the proper people in the proper vehicles; to fit their suitcases into the back of the van, Tetris-style; to fit the drum kit into the camper compartment; for Delph and Kram to quit their jobs, both without notice and without their final paychecks; for Matthew and Little Ben to beg permission from their parents to tag along; for everyone else’s parents to say no; for Little Ben to get his deposit back on break-dancing camp; to transfer all rec center business to Big Ben; to bid good-bye to Harriet, who did not try very hard to stop them. When they left, they left in a caravan: Delph, Kram, and Matthew in the Kramaro; Eliza, Jude, and Little Ben—who was now, inadequately, just Ben—in the van.
Of course she didn’t try to stop them. What could she do, short of putting the lock and chain back on his window, but watch from the door of the greenhouse as the cars