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BABYLON 25 YEAR REUNION


A long time ago in a galaxy far away is one way to start this even if it has no bearing on the rest of
the story.

In my early teens when my friend Tim and myself were learning to play guitar at some point in there
we inevitably gathered a few budding musicians such as ourselves and proceeded to form a band
that we were certain would bring us fame and fortune. Well, in reality maybe we were at least
hoping for some money and girls.

At some point I found a kid at high school named Jim Monk that played guitar. Now saying he played
guitar I guess is rather misleading. For while Jim was a nice kid, at best he could be said to at least
be able to hold a guitar. The big benefit of Jim was he had a cousin that played drums. That cousin,
unlike Jim, could actually play his instrument.  

Chris Szczech was Tim and my age and we immediately bonded as any three musicians who could
just competently play their instruments could. The initial problem was that Tim and I both played
guitar and the other guys that were playing with us could not play their instruments. Tim and I
decided that we would split the bass duties and Tim got our first job playing in the alley of his uncle’
s house.

Just prior to this time I had been invited by Paul Haider to join his band, Albatross. The fact that I
could barely play my instrument was seemingly not a problem as I was in the band before the
alcohol cleared. Albatross consisted of Steve Meier on bass guitar, Calvin Baysinger and his ever-
present girlfriend Sue Corkran on drums, John Gangl played keys, sax and flute and Paul Haider
sang and played guitar. I was hired to play lead guitar of which I assure you, I did painfully and
brutally.

But it was a start!

When Tim got the job to play in the alley I asked Steve Meier if I could borrow his p.a. system as
Tim, Chris and I did not have one. Steve was kind enough to lend us the Shure Vocal master
columns and head. We were on our way! Now all we needed was a bass guitar! Thankfully I was able
to borrow the bass from the kid that was playing with us, Jeff Rosemark. He didn’t play the bass
well at all but he had a great silver face Bassman amp with a giant cabinet. The bass was a cheap
Japanese take off on a Precision bass. Never the less it would suffice.

The big day came and the three of us gathered in a north Dale Street alley and traded our guitars and
bass and played as best we could. Tim’s family passed around the hat and we collected a few
dollars, I can’t remember how much. It didn’t matter though, we were hooked!

It was shortly after that one of Tim’s family knew some guy that was running for Senator in District
18 in Elk River. Chuck Davis was his name and he wanted to book the band to play a fund-raiser for
his campaign. We agreed to play but we needed some money for travel as we all had to drive to Elk
River from St. Paul. It doesn’t seem like far in this day, but back then it was waaaay out there.
Chuck Davis agreed to pay us $50.00. He then asked what the name of the band was.

What was the name of the band? We didn’t have a name! All the names we picked like “The Who” or
“The Beatles” were already taken! The bastards! As Chuck was on the phone I happened to look
down and saw a book on the counter. The name was Cold Moon Over Babylon. I don’t remember the
book or if it was good. All I remember was telling Chuck that the band’s name was “Babylon”.

Everyone had a problem with that name. Not withstanding that people would pronounce it Baby-Lon.

It was too late, we were Babylon.

At this time we started to panic, as we knew we needed a lead singer. So the call went out and we
auditioned everyone we could think of. It didn’t matter if that person could sing or not. We tried my
cousin Bob Haselman. He couldn’t sing. We asked other cousins. I talked to a girl at school and she
knew a guy, who would later become her husband, and we called him.

Dave Anfang could sing. It was more on the ‘crooning’ side, but like we had any talent either!

So we practiced. And practiced. And then just to be sure, we practiced a little bit more.

Then a funny thing happened the week before we were scheduled to play for Chuck Davis. Dave
Anfang called and said he thinks he’s gonna get a sore throat and he can’t play the upcoming
weekend.

We were not pleased!

What to do? The solution that was brought up was to call Paul Haider from Albatross and see if he
will come sing. Albatross wasn’t playing much at that time and unbeknownst to me anyway was
quickly coming to a close anyway. The call was made and I told Paul that he didn’t have to learn any
new material, as we would play stuff he already knew. Tim had come to enough Albatross practices
with me and the fact that we hung out all the time we both knew the same stuff. Paul agreed.

The four of us started playing regularly as gigs started to materialize. We had a good time and
caused our share of trouble. Then life started to happen. Tim, Chris and I were all graduating High
School spring 1981. The only problem was Chris was going away to college and would not be around
to play drums anymore. We hated to see our buddy go, but in the end we wished him well and saw
him ride off into the sunset in his pea-green Mercury Cougar.

Now another dilemma presented itself. Here we were without a drummer. Who do we know?

Calvin Baysinger.

Now at the time Calvin was practicing in the basement of a church with John Gangl. They were in
the process of putting a band together. We had some jobs and asked Cal to play. We also wormed
our way into this church basement by buying the pastor a box of cigars. There were many times that
we would be there at early hours of the morning and would have a little jam session. Eventually we
got kicked out of the church, but we now had Calvin.

Babylon played weddings and parties. Then someone told me they knew some guy that ran a bar on
Snelling and University. His name was Vic and he ran Christensen’s Bar. It was summer 1981 that I
walked into the bar and somehow convinced Vic to hire us. Somehow he did and we were playing
our first bar! We were officially a bar band.

The first night at Christensen’s there was a knife fight and someone pulled a gun. It was wonderful!

The band had no stage, had no lights and had a small p.a. Even so, there was no question that we
rocked that bar. Family and friends would pack the club and old band calendars show we were there
on a regular basis. It’s very possible that we were one of the first bands to play in there.

Calvin was very possibly engaged at that point and Paul had already started seeing his wife to be
Linda. Paul and Linda set Tim up with Linda’s sister Donna and three quarters of the band were
coupled up.

That left me.

It was an eye-opener to a seventeen year-old to have women grab your crotch and plainly tell you
that they wanted to fuck you. It’s a good thing I was a nice catholic boy. *Ahem*  

Eventually life happened again and my best friend Tim left the band in 1983. His job at the Lexington
restaurant required him to really be there on weekend nights and sadly he left to pursue what we
knew he had to do.

Babylon went on from there with a colorful and interesting cast of characters that I’ll talk about
later. The real Babylon ended when Tim left. He was my childhood buddy and we shared a lot over
the years. Not that I didn’t get along with Paul and Calvin, it’s just that it became different.

So now after 25 years the original, never duplicated, never bettered “Babylon” will be getting
together to play a gig at Mounds Park Lounge. It’s a small bar on the East side of St. Paul. The
original Babylon never played here, but it is really a bar that would have worked for them. After 25
years this feels good to do. It will be a good time and I’m certain the memory of which will stay with
me for some time to come.

Here’s to hoping it’s not another 25 before we get together again.

Babylon Lives!