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T3FA’s Small Amount of Nothing…

Something is to be said about holding every tangible audio piece from your favorite band. In the 90s, you physically had that record, 7″, or compilation; if it wasn’t neatly stacked on your shelf — in autobiographical filing, of course — your collection was lacking. Our digital decade takes away the hunt. Most b-sides, demoes, lost tracks, etc. are a search and click away.

Every so often, a slew, or in this case, one track is pulled from the dusty vault. The catch is you never knew this vault existed. That artist put all their songs to record, you gobbled up any major release, and you scoured all sources to obtain any b-sides or demoes. Then, a song, an old one to a select few, but a brand-new aural experience to you, surfaces. 15 years ago, my Triple Fast Action collection was comprehensive. Until 2013.

At the young age of 15, you want something to hang onto; a sound, an act, anything, that you can call your own. My something was a band. I knew they were better than everything else the others were rotting their ears with. Triple Fast Action (T3FA) was the epitome of undiscovered cool. A Chicago act fronted by Wes Kidd. 90s rock. James Van Osdol and Q101 approved. Crunchy, riff filled tunes raging with emotive lyrics. T3FA also possessed the know-how to execute precision-like songs that begin with a hush crawl, then evolve into an explosive wall of sound. Always with Wes’ distinctive vocals driving the track.

A demo hidden for 19 years emerges. “Small Amount of Nothing” isn’t what you’d expect. You spin this, take it in more than once; then ask yourself, Why was this band MiS’ undiscovered cool and not everyone’s?


The ending of an era?

What was your first time like? The moment that loss became a reality. Initially, the feeling is life altering. Everything is different moving forward. You quickly flashback through every vivid memory they created for you. Some, disposable; others, embedded in your thoughts forever — an event that became an unforgettable experience. Suffering a break-up is nothing you should wish on anyone.

The reality, most of your favorite bands didn’t fade away. They broke up but you no longer were keeping tabs on them. For me, the first vivid recollection I have is the email stating Triple Fast Action, Chicago’s punchy definitively 90s rock act, were calling it quits. The news was difficult to fathom, tough to swallow. After two timeless records, an incalculable amount of spins, TFA was no more. The frontman, Wes Kidd, was off to NYC to pursue other ventures. Their drummer, Brian St. Clair, was now single.

Odd timing. 50% of Local H was moving on and a vacant position existed for a drummer. Insert Brian, an Animal-like time keeper. Both members of Local H were now 100% about the music. Their passion for this project was clearly exuded on record and in a live setting. Fast forward 14 years — about 2/3 of the time music mattered to me — and one half of Local H is taking an alternate path, one that doesn’t lead to shattering ear drums care of hard hitting, insightful Chicago rock.

Two Chicago-based acts still exist from my 90s heyday. Smoking Popes, the punky romantics, and one of the most mentioned artists on this periodically updated blog, Local H. As a rock N roll professional, Scott Lucas is forging ahead with this 20 plus year old project. No new drummer has been named, but there has been no mention of Local H’s demise. For close to a decade and a half, one of my favorite Chicagoans and 1/4 of what made up one of my favorite acts, penned songs together, turned all live shows up to 11, and carried on a tradition: further proving Chicago’s heyday wasn’t only in the 90s.

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