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They began when bassist Alan Aaron formed a group called the Starfires. The original singer, Frankie Vee (Nick) brought in Larry Elliott on lead guitar and Tommy Zumba on rhythm in 1965. Tommy Zumba's friend Jeff Miller became the drummer, and then Pepe Cardona took over from Frankie on vocals.

The band changed their name to the Yo Yo's when Lou Sudano and Barry Flickstein became their managers, forming Louba Productions. They met the band through Lou's son Bruce, who was a friend of Jeff Miller. Lou and Barry encouraged the band to replace Pepe with a better singer named Ray Sabatis, who took on the stage name "Christopher Shane". Pepe remained friends with the band and went on to form Alive N' Kickin'.

The band won a number of local battle-of-the-bands, played at clubs like Steve Paul's the Scene, Joel Heller's Eighth Wonder and the Cheetah, appeared on the John Zacherley TV show Disc-O-Teen, and even toured with the Lester Lanin Orchestra as the 'rock' portion of the act.

Larry Elliott and Alan composed the music for both The Raven and Crack In My Wall and Ray Sabatis (Shane) wrote the words to Crack In My Wall. Barry Flickstein's name appears on the credits to Crack in My Wall, but Alan maintains Barry had nothing to do with the songwriting.

Crack In My Wall and The Raven both received "B+" ratings in Billboard, but Coral didn't put any promotional effort behind the band.

The band broke up in 1969 due to a combination of having their equipment stolen and a general feeling that they wouldn't find success. Sadly, Ray Sabatis (Christopher Shane) committed suicide shortly after the group broke up. Photos of the band were taken, but none have surfaced that I know of.

These Yo Yo's have nothing to do with the Memphis Yo Yo's who recorded two 45s for Goldwax.

The main source for this story is a detailed interview of Alan Aaron by Mike Dugo.

The Yo Yo's - Crack in My Wall
The Yo Yo's - The Raven

As Alan points out in a comment below, the Twirl label was started in Detroit. Harry Balk had formed Twirl and the publishing company Vicki Music and had a business partner, Irving Micahnik. They released about twenty singles on Twirl before Balk sold his share in Twirl and Vicki to Irving and formed the Impact label, which released some great 45s by the Human Beings and others. It seems that Irving Micahnik relocated Twirl to New York, where he resided, in 1965 or 1966.

Could the producer of this 45, Mike Glasser be the same person as the Michael Glasser who who recorded for LHI (Lee Hazelwood) under the name Michael Gram? Unlikely, but possible, and it would give some creedence to California origins for the group.

Lots of conjecture with an edge to Detroit as the most likely origin for the band, but nothing concrete so far.

This was their only release, but a couple of unreleased acetates turned up - I'm featuring a fine original (?) Gonna Find My Way, and a frantic version of I'm a Man. The other songs on the acetate are a decent version of Big City and a slower take on I'm a Man. Who has the acetate - where was it recorded?

The Jagged Edge - Midnight to Six Man
The Jagged Edge - How Many Times
The Jagged Edge - Gonna Find My Way
The Jagged Edge - I'm a Man

In 1964 Rodger Jackson started a band called the Statics with Allan Varela at their high school in Garden City, Long Island, Rodger playing bass and Allan lead guitar. Allan was 14 at the time and Rodger a little older. The next year, Allan moved to Stony Brook, where he attended the Stony Brook Boys School, though he continued playing music with Rodger. They recruited Dick Turano from Northport to play drums and Myron McCloud to play rhythm guitar. Myron was from Texas but was attending the Stony Brook Boys School at the time.

The Weads distinguished themselves from other groups by playing only original songs, most of them written by Allan Varela (listed as Varella II on 45 label). They outfitted themselves in suits, and played through Vox Super Beatle amps. Allan Varela played a Stratocaster, Rodger a Precision bass, and Myron a Vox Teardrop guitar.

DeMello stocked them in his record shop and DJ Bryan Lodge got them played on the local radio station ZBM, sending "Today" to #2 in Bermuda. Allan Doughty from Bermuda became their manager. All the college students there for vacation knew the songs from the local radio play, so when the Weads arrived for College Week, they already had a good audience. Like the Savages, they played for college audiences around the island and at the Princess Hotel. It's likely that the success of their 45, Today / Don't Call My Name, led to the recording and release of records by the Savages and the Gents.

Back in the states, the flip side Don't Call My Name went top 10 on Long Island. The Weads did an hour-long radio interview that may still exist on tape somewhere. They played shows at local Hullabaloo clubs and in Pt. Jefferson. They also started recording commercial jingles and may have recorded new material at Ultrasonic in Hempsted.

About a year after signing with DeMello the Weads decided they wanted to get out of contract in order to concentrate on breaking into the national scene. DeMello fought this and made it difficult for them to find another label. Columbia passed on them in late '66/early '67 and with members going to college, the Weads called it quits.

During college, Rodger joined a club band, playing the Hamptons and Lake George. He fondly remembers late night jam sessions with members of other Long Island bands at the Afterhours.

Master tapes of the Weads sessions should still be in existence. One of the unreleased songs has a title like Her Name Was Lynn. Until those tapes surface, we'll have to wonder what else this talented group was capable of. Given the quality of their original material on the Duane 45, they could have done well if they had the backing of a major label.

The Weads - Don't Call My Name
The Weads - Today

The Vi Dels - Walking Down the Street

Band members at the time of recording were Jimmy Cahn, organ, vocals; Bob Azzarello, drums; Tom Fitzpatrick, bass; Peter Feller, lead guitar, vocals; and Pete Kerezman, vocals, rhythm guitar.

A former band member I heard from writes: "I believe [the Rites] got the record deal as a result of a contest that included playing around the city with some sort of a thing sponsored by some cosmetics company [Clairol]. They were given a ton of Ampeg gear as well and met a ton of models, who used to hang with us.

"The band was re-named Thin Ice and we continued to play Things and The Hour Girl along with several other originals by Pete & Jimmy. Unfortunately the band only lasted about a year and we never quite got off the ground.

"Thin Ice did some demos (I think they're lost now). We played a big club in Phillie, a bunch of resorts in Stowe VT, Yale, a street festival in Phillie, some other gigs around the city. Used to rehearse in a basement studio owned by the manager of Screamin' Jay Hawkins. The guy wanted to sign us. I think the last gig we ever did was a Hell's Angel's benefit at the Electric Circus in NYC. Yet another manager hooked it up for us, but we were just too drugged out to deal."

A sad ending to the band but it doesn't diminish the beauty of this music.

The Rites - Things
The Rites - Hour Girl

I was a coffeehouse folk musician prior to doing the group thang. I guess my first "band" was with Rites guitarist Pete Feller in a folk duo, "The Candymen," two guitars and vocals. We had been having a friendly competition in Rockland County coffeehouses and decided to join forces. I insisted that we wear striped shirts, like the Kingston Trio. We played the coffeehouses, and had a regular gig at the Fort Hamilton army base enlisted club. Then Pete went off to Oberlin College in Ohio.

Later that year (Or was it the following year? The memory's dim), Pete's younger brother, Phil, who was attending Columbia University, called me and said he was putting a band together, asked me if I wanted to play bass, which came as quite a shock because I'd never played a bass, except for washtub in a bluegrass wannabe outfit, and didn't even own one. For some odd reason I agreed. That group was a quartet - Phil singing, me on bass, Tommy Fitzpatrick on guitar, and a cat from Westchester name of Wally Westphal on drums. It turned out that Phil wasn't much of a singer, so we kicked him up to "manager" and Wally enlisted Jimmy Cahn and we became The Last Rites.

We played the Columbia University frat house circuit for a while, and the band outgrew the drummer, so we replaced him with another C.U. student, Rick Davis, who was a superb jazz drummer who could handle rock with ease.

Time passed. Pete Feller quit Oberlin and moved back to the New York area to join the band. We had a fairly serious competition with another C.U. frat band, The Walkers, who had a damn good lead guitarist, Billy something. They were numero uno and we were numero dos. Couldn't dislodge 'em.

At some point in time we played a gig where Bob Prescott, our eventual manager, was quite taken with us, but Rick's wife got to humpin' the whole band so we lost his services when he went off to Africa on a geological dig to try and forget his sorrows.

I honestly can't remember who put us on to Bob Azzerello, maybe it was Prescott, but Az was up to the task and came on board. I also can't remember when I moved back to guitar and Tommy took over the bass chores, but it happened. Next thing we knew we had to lawyer up and read and sign contracts.

We passed an audition and became members of a traveling troupe of musicians and fashion models in a show called "The Clairol Caravan." In addition to our own stuff we backed up a singer, Lamont Washington, who later died in a horrible fire, and played schlock music so the models could strut their stuff. The caravan and the record deal were parallel events, instigated by our manager, Bob Prescott, who was a sound effects expert for ABC radio and television and a founder of Audio Fidelity records.

We played some teen clubs in the New York area, signed with Decca and got that Clairol gig, all in a relatively short space of time. We were pretty much isolated and self-contained (arrogant and conceited). A fascinating sign of the times was that Decca thought that "The Last Rites" name was too controversial, so we morphed into "The Rites."

We went into Decca's studio A on 57th street. Recording legend Milt Gabler manned the board, with Steve Hammer hovering around being mostly useless. We were thrilled just to have a record out and we thought it turned out pretty good. Unfortunately the label didn't do much for us in terms of promotion and the record went nowhere.

I think the one royalty check I saw was for about twelve bucks, and I had written both sides! Prescott did manage to get us on a Philly TV clone of American Bandstand, the Jerry Blavet show, where we lip-synched "Hour Girl," but it didn't help any. I've got a shot of Jerry and us standing outside our van in the snow.

After some time spent occasionally gigging, drugging and generally just spinning our wheels, Pete Feller and Tom Fitzpatrick realized what was happening, had the good sense to move on, and that was the end of The Rites.

Thin Ice

Jimmy, Bob and I held auditions, and even though Bernard was quite a bit younger than us at the time he was already a monster guitar player and was obviously up to the gig. I don't remember what name we performed under, maybe The Rites, maybe not, just don't remember. When Bob had enough (we were a pretty rowdy bunch) we continued on as Thin Ice with a couple of other drummers passing through at various times.

Jimmy and Bob were still jamming, but I wasn't really in their plans until I sat in with 'em one time, opened their ears, and we became "Feel." We hooked up with a bottom-feeder agent and got a few gigs but eventually realized that Jimmy, who had switched from Farfisa to guitar, needed some help. That's when we held guitarist auditions and hooked up with Bernard Grobman, eventually becoming "Thin Ice," playing ski resorts in Vermont, and a few Westchester clubs.

We lost Bob's services when he returned to college, and took up with another drummer, Andy Stone. That's when we made the Philadelphia scene, playing The Second Fret and some street concerts. We then lost Andy and hooked up with yet another drummer, Gaspar Mirabele.

At that point Jimmy moved to Sausalito and Bernard and I formed up with a couple of crazy go-go dancers/vocalist wannabes in a group called "Your Mother." Played some Westchester bars. Bob Azzerello was with us for a while but the girls didn't care for him, fired him, and, partly because he was a friend and partly because he was a very good drummer, I quit the band.

Somehow, no recollection how, I got drafted by piano man Doug Konecky, and violinist Diana Halprin, who played for the American Philharmonic under Leopold Stokowski and the Metropolitan opera. Those two were monster musicians and very serious, so that's when I *really* learned to play the bass. We were called J.S. Blue, played wine and cheese joints in Greenwich Village, and made some demos with a guy name of Jimmy Ienner, who handled Eric Carmen and Rasberries. When Doug and Diana realized just how obnoxious I really was they showed me the door.

That's when I hooked up with piano man Jim Carling, who later did some time with Chubby Checker's band, drummer Chris Jackson and guitarist Donny Siegel in a band called "Visions." We were good, cut some demos at a twelve-track studio somewhere downtown but alas, nothing came of it. Jimmy and Chris moved to Newark, Delaware, Donny went back to college, and in 1976 I moved to Texas, where I gave up "the dream." Came to visit, never left, which apparantly makes me a "damn yankee," (because I stayed).

I have reel-to-reel copies of the J.S. Blue and Visions demos, but no way of transferring them to more modern media. Sorry I don't have the Feel demo which we made up in Decca Studio A again, and Thin Ice never did any recording. Decca 32218 was the only record The Rites ever made. I have no copy of the record so it's a real treat to hear it again after all these years.

I must say, I've had more fun playing country music down here than I ever did pounding my head against the show-biz wall in The Apple. Had about a fifteen year run in outfits such as "Low Country," "The Stardust Cowboys," "Rough Cut," and variety band "Flash Flood." No pressure, just good music and mostly good times. Had guns pulled on me a couple or three times, almost got stabbed by a meth-crazed tatoo artist, but man, I *love* the honky tonks. You can have your country clubs, I'll take the joints where the hoi polloi go to drink.

Texas Pete Kerezman
Kingsville, Texas

They recorded four songs in October 1965 at a studio in Buffalo, releasing two 45s in quick succession featuring a tough organ-driven sound. First released were two originals by Consedine and Farrell, the garage classic Close That Door backed with a moody ballad, Love Me Girl.

The second is a slow, spooky grinding rocker, Tiger Girl, with a cover of Runaway on the flip that I won't inflict upon you. Close That Door seems to be the rarer of the two 45.

Production was by Art Detrick who later created the Free Design around the singing and songwriting talents of his kids.

The Tigermen had regular gigs around the Cuba Lake resorts and in northwestern Pennsylvania, but after the summer of 1966 the band split up as members went to college or were taken by the draft.

The Tigermen - Close That Door
The Tigermen - Tiger Girl