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In this entry, we have a fellow on the left named Jody Williams, and on the right is a guy named Nate somethingorother.... I didn't know him too well.
Judging by the cake Nate's eating, I would say this is at Pete Howell's birthday celebration, related to other pictures I've already posted.  
This Nate fellow I didn't get to know much; I think he worked with Jody at Jungle Jim's in Dieppe back in the day.  If I'm not mistaken, Jody had some management role there at the time.  Nate was a great fan of our YQM band, of which Jody was the bass player for.  Nate loved all the songs on our CD we had out and was a genuine fan of ours.  It was quite gratifying - he's a sweet guy.
Jody, of course, played and sang with us on the YQM CD and played a gig at the University here in Moncton.  He actually only started playing bass at Pete Howell's behest, learning as he went along.  He's a kind, funny guy who didn't really have anything bad to say about anybody.  I think I might've been too hard on him sometimes with his playing, and I hope that didn't discourage him from continuing.  I haven't seen him since not long after that University show, and YQM stopped being a thing.  
Jody took on the 'reluctant heart-throb' character of the band, inspired kind of by Robin Zander from Cheap Trick.  If you've seen the CD cover we had, he suited that quite naturally, though he never considered himself any kind of heart-throb.  Pete and me kind of bestowed that role upon him because he was the "looker" out of the three of us.  Pete was kind of the 'media' character, obsessed with news and the press in general, and my character was the 'pro wrestler' guy because of my love of pro wrestling, except my opponents happened to always be women!  The mistake we made was not taking those characters to the stage when we performed.  I think, in retrospect, we were onto something, but we just didn't follow through.  Had we made a second CD, it would've been a vast improvement over the first, easily.  But we gave up on it too fast.  A big regret on my part.  We might not have been the best players or singers, but we had the foundation for what should've grown to be something substantial.  
As they say, it is what it is.

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