Left to right: Fran, Brad, Tom & Barr); center: Sib
For Boston, Tom Scholz’s basement became both a studio and college, wherein the guys learned what they were putting on tape while working it out together in the studio. This cohesiveness would prove a valuable asset when the tour arrived. They were ready, mentally with each other, and more than ready musically. The early date shakiness was due, of course, to a collective wariness of playing a bunch of basement tapes to thousands of fans/consumers/music lovers, all of a sudden.
When things happen as quickly as they have with Boston, it becomes difficult to keep hold of some self-reference point. Toffler refers to this as a form of ‘future shock’, wherein a person’s environment can and will be both suddenly and consistently yanked out from under him; sanity, Toffler believes, belongs to those who will be able to cope with sudden and drastic change. Boston is perhaps a good test tube for those theories; in the space of some fifteen months overall, Tom Scholz, Brad Delp, Barry Goudreau, Fran Sheehan and Sib Hashian have gone from not being able to scrape up beer money among themselves after a practice to a double-platinum album, national and international fame, and a blurred ride through time. Maintaining one’s own personal center of self is necessary in rock if one is to survive.
Survivaldoesn’t seem to be a concern for this band though; as with everything else, Boston’s success has been taken in stride. The final word here rests with Brad: “Everything’s changed so much in the last five months, and it’s just so ridiculous, that I know I haven’t changed in the last five months, so what’s the sense of thinking anyone else in the band has? The only difference is that a lot more people know us, an’ that’s nice.”