
The tape - if not already ruined - could conceivably be preserved, but it’s been 15 years already, what will remain of the memories in another 30, 40, or 50 years? Probably nothing. All that remains of Miscellaneous nowadays is this tape and our memories. My brother, who moonlighted as our tour manager, had printed up a few band shirts for us, but those are long gone. No doubt their lack of enthusiasm had something to do with the fact that we never bothered to learn how to play our instruments. We dressed in retail uniforms procured from a local Orlando thrift store and sang tongue-in-cheek songs about bestiality to audiences more interested in the nightly drink special than whatever was on stage. Miscellaneous was an indie-emo joke band in the style of Weezer and Tenacious D. I know what’s on the tape: it contains concert footage of the band my friend Evan and I formed in the early 2000s. It’s been ages since I’ve owned a VHS player - or an 8 mm adapter, for that matter - not that it’s necessary. NOT TOO LONG AGO, while doing some light spring cleaning, I came across an 8 mm tape from my college years.
