Whatever happened to Desperate Angel?
There's a great dialogue happening right now on the Denver Music Board about the local bands that mattered the most to everyone individually. While there's a ton of groups on that list that had a big impact on me, there's one in particular that I remember fondly as being my gateway into the scene.
I vividly remember the day I discovered them. I couldn't have been more
than twelve, maybe thirteen at the time. The band was called Desperate
Angel. The drummer was the older brother of my buddy Jason, who lived a
few streets over. That's how I found out about the group. He gave me a
'45 the outfit had produced. I remember sitting in my room staring at
the cover for hours -- the logo, the photo of the dudes in long hair --
as I listened to the music. I was just so enamored with the fact that
these guys (one of them at least) lived in my neighborhood and was in a
band. I don't think I ever met him, but I sure did think he was cool.
Couldn't wait for the day when I was in a band. I don't remember the
song, to be honest, nor do I know whatever happened to those cats.
Eventually, I moved on to other bands like Elysian and Fluery, and
eventually made my way from Northglenn to Denver to discover acts like the Jonez and Pil Bug. In
retrospect, I don't think Desperate Angel made much of a dent -- well,
on anybody except me. So what was the first small time local band that
left its imprint on you?
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