Magic Power

by Triumph

Something's at the edge of your mind,
You don't know what it is.
Somethin' you were hopin' to find,
but you're not sure what it is.

Then you hear the music
- and it all comes crystal clear.
The music does the talkin',
says the things you want to hear

"I'm young, I'm wild and I'm free...
I got the magic power of the music in me."

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Just about the time Spring Break came around in 1986, some life-long friendships really began taking shape. Although our friendships would still grow after that, we all could identify the people we'd still surround ourselves with (even if it was in some small way) during the rest of our lives.

On the Friday before Spring Break, I sat at lunch with the people I always hung with: Jon Trickey, Alan Moore, Mike Butler, Matt Warschauer, and Danny Friedman. We sat in the next to last table, nearest the bus parking lot.

We had been wondering "What are we gonna do for Spring Break?" all week long. It could have been the same old routines: Go to Burger King and hang out for a bit, hit Eastland Mall for awhile, then maybe return home after we watched movies like Platoon, Color of Money, Aliens, or Hoosiers.

Instead, Jon Trickey was itching to do a little bit more.

"I was supposed to go to Fort Walton Beach for Spring Break with mom, but I told her I didn't want to go."

"So you have the house alone? We could hang out and drink or something," said Jon.

"Hang out? I say Nick has a party," replied Alan Moore. Of course, Alan was joking. He always said things half-heartedly when it came to mischief. He was always the one to suggest mischief. I was always the one to act upon it.

"A party would be great," said Jon.

"Maybe something small. Jon, can you bring a band?"

"Bring a band? I can bring two."

I thought Jon was joking. Unfortunately, he was not. Because of my hi-jinx during Spring Break 1985, mom made me stay at the Singer's for 1986. I got a call around 8pm from Betsy Filmer,

She said, "Nick, you gotta get over here. There are two bands setting up their equipment."

So, I went over and tried my best to clean up. I didn't do too good of a job, though. At the end of things, I just kinda gave up, telling Greg Love to watch the house for me before going back to the Singer's for the night.

Hahaha. My god, I should NOT EVEN BEGIN to consider having offspring.

I returned to my house early on Sunday morning. Ward and I placed the outdoor trash can in the middle of the living room and filled it up. After we did, one of us took the full bags to Wendy's, down the street. We must have hauled 20 trashbags to Wendy's that afternoon.

Lord, there is so much more to this story....

Anyway, we had a great time and the song Magic Power reminds me of that time. It also reminds me of the party at Doug Leonard's house where someone turned off the heater and we woke up half-frozen.

Good times.