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By Mike Thompson, Drums of Thunder I enjoy reading about peoples rise to stardom, but only to a point. The stories are pretty similar. They’re cruising along working hard and then they meet that one person and boom, they’re off to the races. And it kind of irritates me. It’s quite a realization when you discover that talent will really only get you so far. That was my experience with The Big Nasty. That was the band that should have “made it”. Like most bands, The Big Nasty evolved over time and had different members that came and went. It started in Rhode Island, when I was a high school freshman and Joey a sophomore, that the first jam sessions began. We played for a couple years in various forms then kinda took a break from it for a while. Then towards the end of my senior year, Joey (vocals and guitar) and I started playing together again. Freshman year of college I met Pat (bass and bell bottoms), at Berklee, and he got pulled into the mix. The three of us played together for a bit and we’d gig out every once in a while. Our tunes were a mix of Zeppelin, Allman Bros & Aerosmith. Southern blues rock kind of stuff. The band wasn’t even called “The Big Nasty” yet. I think at some point we were called “August West” and maybe another weirdo name. I don’t really remember. Within a year or two, Joey met keyboardist Kevin (aka Dirtbag) where they were both going to school at University of Rhode Island and pulled him in. Joey had also been jamming with Phil (bas