What is strange to me now, after 15 years of steady Internet use — during which time an truly ungraspable immensity of information has become available to all — is when there is something I can’t get hold of online. Sometimes it is a particularly obscure quotation, or passage from a book that I would rather paste than transcribe. At other times it is a person I would like to track down, or of whom I want to see a picture. Tonight it’s a band by the name of Baxter’s Glass Eye.
I remember seeing this band back in 1971 or so, when I went to visit a friend for a weekend in Wyncote, Pennsylvania. I don’t remember much about them, other than that I thought they were a pretty impressive combo, and that the keyboard player kept a bust of Beethoven on top of his Hammond organ. They’ve popped into my mind more than once, though, in the intervening 37 years, and tonight it occurred to me to look for them on the Web. I was surprised to find that there was nothing at all. I wasn’t expecting a fan website or a Wikipedia entry, but I have come to expect that any public manifestation of any phenomenon of any sort that has occurred within the living memory of anyone in Western civilization under the age of sixty or so will have been mentioned online at least once, and that mention indexed by Google. But Baxter’s Glass Eye, somehow, has managed to fall through the cracks.
Until now, that is.