|The Jr. CHemists|
I first became aware of the Jr. Chemists during a modest outdoor performance at a gallery called Alwun House in downtown Phoenix. Back in 1980, it was one of the very few places that would take a chance on a “punk” group. Unlike any of the other Phoenix punk hangouts, however, Alwun House has remained in business.
At the time, any and all new punk bands were cause for celebration, and this group was no exception. But instead of the standard west-coast-rebel-heroin-chic rock vibe predominant among the local bands of the day, they offered something different. Informed by the pretension of a fine arts education, the Chemists mixed arch intelligence with a childlike devotion to play.
Their flyers were extra-nice and their musicianship was extra amateurish. But they took advantage of their lack of skill, concentrating on unique and clean arrangements. They were no slouches in the songwriting department either. Their material was as catchy as it was quirky. In fact, almost 30 year after the fact, their songs still stick in my head.
Mix equal parts Talking Heads, B-52s and Beat Happening and add the sense of humor only found in the Valley Of The Sun, and you get a pterry good on-paper approximation of the Chemists’ sound. Their songs – “Cool Reef,” “Spooky Cooties,” “I Don’t Want To Have Fun,” “Voodoo In My Pants” – packed epic party anthem into a light touch. The Meat Puppets even used to play the Chemists’ “90 Miles” in rehearsal. I don’t think we ever performed it in front of an audience though.
The Jr. Chemists started about the same time we did, and soon enough we had a gig together. It was a Christmas show at another Phoenix punk pit, The Hate House. I still have the flyer for it. But shortly afterward, the Meat Puppets began hitting the coast hard and often. By summer of 1981, we were deeply ensconced in the fog of our association with Monitor, the Van Nuys quartet who put out our first record and effectively discovered us. And somewhere around this time, the Chemists disbanded. A gander at Brendan’s resume suggests that he moved to the Windy City.
The last time I heard from Brendan was a couple of years later when I got this flyer in the mail. It featured a picture of a very self-possessed Brendan looking directly into the camera, while slightly off to the side was a rather fetching young woman, head askew, gazing intently at him. The flyer was emblazed with one word: “MARRIAGE.” It looked like a promising exhibit, but I never saw any reviews.
I met Dawn in Art Studio Class at Arizona State University in 1979. Ron Gasowski taught the class and he had a big influence on us. Dawn was a very ambitious girl with a lot of energy. I met Mike through Dawn and we were all hanging out and discovering the Punk Rock scene of Phoenix together. I had already started a band, Thuh Advo-cats, with my friend Bruce. Dawn wanted to get in on some of that band action. So Dawn, Mike and I started up the Jr. CHemists. Bruce and I had a dirt floor basement in our house off of 16th Street and a meger amount of equipment and that is where we rehearsed. Mike was a real musician compared to anyone I ever played with. He actually tuned the guitars! Radical. We practiced and got a bunch of songs together and started playing at Hate House. Dawn was a great schmoozer and were were soon playing in clubs as they would appear to present this Punk Rock muisic. We had a lot of fun, which was our objective. Michael went on to form JFA, skate boarding his way into punk rock musical history. Dawn clicked her heels and returned to Kansas.
An early band name choice was E. but V. which stood for efficient but vague a phrase we used all the time. I also remember the Skid Marks, but that might have been taken.Formed September 13, 1980, ended in 1981.
Jr. CHemists: Michael Cornelius, Brendan deVallance, Dawn Kelly
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1st rehearsal on September 13th, 1980
|Music (warning: this music may not be suitable for listining by anyone, very lo-fi)|
|Jr. CHemists|| All songs written by
Michael Cornelius, Brendan deVallance,
Dawn Kelly Brendan deVallance.
Except where noted.
|90 Miles|| Other Songs: Open Bowling, Barbie Dance,
Giant Octopi, Cool Reef, Pork Party, Voodoo in
my Pants, Music for Everyone, Darts and Eggs,
|Building a Fort|
|Run for Mayor|
|Cowboys in Heat|
|Not a Grocery Cart|
|The Beat Goes On (Sonny Bono)|
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