Part One …
The bus had only been on the road for a few miles when the singing started.
It likely began quietly at first, with the group first settling on a song and testing out the harmonies. It would grow a little louder as more and more people heard the faint tunes passing by them like a breeze, recognizing the melody and then joining in for the chorus.
Who started it? Well, that depends on who you ask.
Pete May remembers that the Butlers often kicked things off. They were a musical family, you see. Now, Scott Butler doesn’t deny these outbursts of singing, but he remembers Derek May, Pete’s son, bringing along a guitar. Derek, for what it’s worth, is a bit murky on all of it.
Still, it’s the early 1990s, and there aren’t iPads or Netflix to occupy your time on a long drive.
Get bored? Well, it’s time to sing. That’ll kill an hour or so.
By the way, have you ever driven to Detroit? From Augusta, Georgia?
Do you know what that’s like?