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When I had my R&B Group
It was originally called R&B harmony, white disc jockeys changed it to doo-wop.
When I was 15, I formed my own group with some classmates. We would practice after school at 3:30 in a classroom. We were asked to perform at intermission of school dances. We played at a girl’s birthday party and we were a hit. We were called The Meridians. There were 4 of us.
The hand bell ringing choir had us perform after their concert. We needed to blow off some steam from singing hymns.
I had a music teacher who would let us sing our rock and roll songs. We would cover songs, and one guy in the group would write his own songs. They weren’t very good.
He mostly wrote about girls he met. I wonder if they ever found out about each other.
The term Rock n’ Roll was made up by a white disc jockey named Alan Freed. But most of it wasn’t Rock n’ Roll at all.
I’ve always been a fan of all kinds of music. But I’ve always enjoyed my time as a part of a music group.
My idol was Tony Williams a member of a group called the Platters. He was a R&B crooner.
Curated by Caitlin Cieri