In 1996, I started an online service for musicians which spanned continents, and gave a very small, elite group of us, a servicable means of distributing our .txt and .zip (and .AIF .. .mp3! oh my!) files around the world in a way we could, as a community, kind of pool together, see what happened on a friday, and listen to a bunch of weird and often wonderful new music, fresh from the grill so to speak.
This small community grew, and evolved, and turned into a real-time, in-person scene, with meet-ups across the globe. Members came and went, some tragically, some not much more than a fleeting hello and goodbye, but along the way some very interesting, truly underground music came about.
Anyway, Bowie was prescient at that time, and if we had his details we would have loved for him to know, that a couple of real cowboys got together with some hippies and aliens and lovers, and rocked out a couple times. We even did some Bowie covers, of course. ;)
The site is still out there, in archive.org, but I dare not reveal its nature, for the sake of the legends that will be be spawned from the secret treats that remain, buried, deep within.
This small community grew, and evolved, and turned into a real-time, in-person scene, with meet-ups across the globe. Members came and went, some tragically, some not much more than a fleeting hello and goodbye, but along the way some very interesting, truly underground music came about.
Anyway, Bowie was prescient at that time, and if we had his details we would have loved for him to know, that a couple of real cowboys got together with some hippies and aliens and lovers, and rocked out a couple times. We even did some Bowie covers, of course. ;)
The site is still out there, in archive.org, but I dare not reveal its nature, for the sake of the legends that will be be spawned from the secret treats that remain, buried, deep within.