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Beginnings - The Cleverly Brothers Draw a Crowd

Like most basement and garage bands of the 50's, the Volcanoes was borne out of the excitement caused by the birth of Rock and Roll. For most people today, there has always been rock and roll. But for those of us who were teens in the mid to late 1950's who were actually experiencing a musical revolution, it was magic. Before rock, popular music was rooted in the big bands, brass, and reeds. Now, for the first time, the airwaves were being inundated with music formed around a twangy guitar and "three changes". It was indeed a new era.

At the Clinton, Iowa, High School each year, they used to have a major event called the Junior Carnival. It was held in the gymnasium for the most part, and if you went there you'd see kissing booths, and balloon tosses, and other wholesome kinds of activities. Everyone was high, but nobody used drugs, at least that we ever knew of. The Junior Carnival was always topped off with a variety show in the auditorium, and the auditorium was always packed.

The acts in the Junior Carnival variety show in 1957-58 were very different from those in the past, primarily because of the rock and roll influence on music. So those attending the variety show during the late 50's were treated to some swinging talent. And the "Cleverly Brothers" topped them all.

Grant Andresen and I came up with idea of the Cleverly Brothers as students at Clinton Junior College. The Junior College shared the same physical facility as the high school, and Grant and I thought that if we could put together an act for the Junior Carnival variety show, we could have some fun and maybe even impress some chicks. So we came up with idea of the "Cleverly Brothers". All we had to do was to learn the words to "Wake Up Little Suzie", which wasn't difficult since there were only about six words to learn. But then we needed a guitar player, because neither of us could play guitar, even though we would be carrying a guitar on stage mimicking Don and Phil Everly as best we could.

Attending Clinton High at that time was a stocky black student by the name of Ron Jordan. Just about everybody knew Ron, and just about everybody knew he blew a mean guitar, sounding at times more like Chuck Berry than even Chuck Berry did. And although the style wasn't exactly the Everly Brothers strumming style, we asked him if he'd do it and he said he would. We went through almost the same process with a drummer, asking a friend of ours in Junior College, Jerry Jordan, if he'd play a snare drum with brushes while we sang "Wake Up Little Suzie", and he said he would. Then we confronted another guitarist, Bill Flikkema, and asked him if he would play rhythm guitar, and he agreed to do it. In fact, Bill's guitar style was much more compatible to the "Cleverly Brothers" than Ron's. So we had a band to back up our act, and we rehearsed, and we performed to the rousing applause of the packed house. Grant and I even rode a motorcycle from the lobby of the auditorium to the stage, just like the Everly Brothers were seen on the cover of their latest album. We sang "Wake Up Little Suzie" and were headed for stardom. Later, the Fire Marshall raised hell with the school about it, but by then we were famous at Clinton High School and it didn't matter.

The Rock-Its Come to Life

Because there weren't many rock bands in eastern Iowa or western Illinois at that time, perhaps none even, we became very popular. Shortly thereafter, Grant moved away and we decided to capitalize on our instant successes and form a rock group without the Everly Brothers influence, and we called it the "Rock-Its". We began holding weekly or even semi-weekly practice sessions anywhere we could find a vacant basement, and although we agreed on style and presentation "most of the time", we did have our times when the sensitivies of the group were put to the test. Flick and I were the most subject to argumentative behavior, as I recall. Ron went along with almost everything. Jerry had strong opinions, but was more maturely in control of expressing them.

I was probably considered the "leader" of the Rock-Its, but to this day, over 40 years later, I'm not sure how I got the job. Probably my superior managerial prowess. But in any case, it usually fell on me to arrange the jobs, write the letters (no email, remember), remind everybody to show up, and decide what we'd wear. We had some jazzy clothes, too. We went out and bought ourselves forest green Nehru jackets, collarless sport coats which were very trendy. For one show, we also had four very wild, science-fictiony satiny shirts custom-made. They have huge collars that looked like they came out of "When Earths Collide". Devo would have appreciated having them many years later. In those days, bands and singing groups dressed alike, or the star dressed one way and the rest of the group dressed in another way, but alike. Most of the time, bands appeared in suits, with ties, clean-shaven and with Ollie North length hair. And we might have walked on the grass, but we never smoked it.

On one trip to the local radio station to talk about our phenomenal rise to fame in our town of 23,000, we were asked to bring our instruments, and the station management set up a studio for us so we could play "live" on the air. At that session, we improvised a song called "Rockamotion", which after that session became as popular in Clinton, Iowa, as anything else on the radio.

During the late 50's, "talent shows" were a big thing. Service clubs, like Rotary and others, would sponsor talent shows in school auditoriums, church basements, or wherever they could find the space. General invitations would be issued through the newspaper to sign up to perform in the talent show. Not only were the shows popular on the local level, but several talent shows could be seen on the national television networks as well. The most popular of these was the "Ted Mack Amateur Hour", a spin-off of the radio hit, "Major Bowes Talent Scouts".

We decided that we'd enter a few of these talent shows. Very often, you could pick up a few bucks apiece in prize money, so we entered and won most of the shows we entered. When you consider that the other talent was usually made up of baton twirlers and little kids, we had a definite advantage. (Although the little kids really appealed to the parents in the audience.) One such show was sponsored by a local agent of New York Life, and the grand prize was a trip to New York and an audition for the Ted Mack Amateur Hour. We entered, and were soon packing our instruments and suitcases for a trip to the Big Apple. We had a great time, and although we auditioned for the Ted Mack Show, we didn't get a call back to appear. But it was a wonderful experience during our four days or so there, and something we'll always remember.

And Now, Ladies and Gentlemen...Ron Jordan and the Volcanoes

I don't know exactly when or why it happened, but something made us decide to change the name of the group. We settled on a name that would feature our lead guitarist, and a name for the group that would reflect the eruption of our popularity, so we became known as Ron Jordan and the Volcanoes. Our wardrobe immediately shifted to all dressing alike to a look that featured Ron. Our repertoire was expanding, and we were mixing various moods into the music we played. We were getting better with time, and were being asked to play all the sock hops, high school and college proms, and wedding receptions for miles around. We began appearing with some of the big names...the Champs (Tequila), Dion and the Belmonts (The Wanderer), Bobby Darin (Splish-Splash, Mack the Knife later), Duane Eddy (Rebel Rouser), Jimmy Clanton (Just a Dream), and others. We did a show with Chicago's WGN jock Dick Biondi, and he wrote us later that he thought we were one of the best rock bands in the midwest. We visited with Leonard Chess of Chess Records in Chicago, and signed a contract with Flame Records in New Orleans. Later, for Fredlo Records in Davenport, Iowa, we recorded "By My Side", which made it to the "Nifty Top Fifty" in Waterloo's hot rock market. We were at our peak, and without knowing it yet, were lining ourselves up for the inevitable ending.

Where Have All the Volcanoes Gone

Storm clouds began to form on the horizon for the band in the early sixties. We weren't in high school and junior college anymore, and we hadn't ever made the decision to pack up the VW and head for the open road seeking fame and fortune, although we talked about it alot. The old "classic rock" sound was starting to give way to a bit more sophistication in rock music, and we were trying to keep up with it.

About that time, we had the good fortune of hearing about an excellent musician and alto sax man, Bunny Lawrence. Bunny was a student at Augustana College in Rock Island, Illinois majoring in music. He gave the band a new dimension, and we expanded our repertoire to include some really rocking renditions of "Night Train" and other tunes featuring the horn. But Ron was preparing to leave for a stint in the Air Force. At his departure, we decided that if we were going to continue the group, we'd have to do some realignment. So we found a bass player by the name of Jim Brennan, and Jerry took over the lead guitar role. So for a while, at least, the Volcanoes were Jim Brennan, Bob Story, Jerry Jordan, and Bill Flikkema.

At the very end, Jerry and Bob were introduced to a couple of guitar players from Silvis, Illinois, and they played a few gigs in the quad-cities area. And then, Jerry was off to pursue his advanced degree and start a career as a teacher, and Bob was married and doing some radio. Flick landed a cushy job with the Post Office, and Ron was in Paris as a military policeman. Flick, who still plays in a little dance band today, was probably the one who never wanted to give up.

Today, the members of the original group continue to keep in touch. Ron lives in Jacksonville, Florida; Jerry is in Littleton, Colorado; Bill continues to live in Clinton, Iowa; and I'm in Madison, Wisconsin. We had a 40 year reunion during the 2003 Labor Day weekend in Arnold's Park, Iowa, where we were inducted into the Iowa Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. It was a great get-together, and although lots of neat things happened that weekend, the highlight for me was when Ron Jordan leaned over to me as we were being introduced at the induction ceremony and preparing to go onstage to get our awards. He said, "Bobby, we made it to the big time!" Yes, Ron, I guess we finally did.

written by Bob of Ron Jordan and the Volcanoes

DISCOGRAPHY - EMORY UNIVERSITY