09/30/2025
10 years ago, Sister Cylinder released the debut LP from Worcester MA's Secret Lover. A fully unique presence on the DIY basement circuit, Secret Lover had come to my attention when they offered to host Kam K**a as we braved the moody backroads of New England. Their arresting blend of musical theater and garage-psych reminded me of Jefferson Airplane, Modern Lovers, and Pulp by turns. I couldn't believe they weren't fighting off labels, so I stepped in to do the honors.
Sally, John, and Dave all lived in a sprawling 3-story punk mansion known as the Distant Castle, on the frighteningly steep Forbes St. (Lars lived offsite but managed to be the life of the party.) The DC was something born of a dream, replete with grand dining table and looming staircase framed in stained-glass features. Reports conflicted as to whether a ghost had or hadn't been spotted on the stairs. There were at min 15-20 people living there, a veritable beehive of bohemian comings and goings. Despite the bustle, the same quiet cubby you had slept in the year before would remain unoccupied, waiting for you at whatever wee quiet hour you crept to the top floor. There was magic at work. Chatting about the history of the house, an unnamed boarder reassured me that "we all just live here, it's not a movement or anything." But I wasn't so sure. I always had the impression walking through the front door that I might never again emerge into mundane daylight.
As the first non-Bloomington act on the label, separated by a gulf of 1000 miles, I never got to know any of the SL gang quite as well as I would have liked. But their bright group halo of adventure, ingenuity, and optimism left its mark on my imagination. And for some reason they entrusted me with their beloved songs, which still means more to me than they could know.
Sally Horowitz directs theater in London as . Dave Paquette builds amps as DAP Amplifiers. carries on the family biz at Paulson Stained Glass. John Guida paints in San Francisco, still immune to the Internet. Whether in this life, the next life, or the very prison of passion's ancient vision, I hope to see them all again someday.
-Scott F.