From Wikipedia:

Serial Experiments Lain is an anime series directed by Ryutaro Nakamura, original character design by Yoshitoshi ABe, screenplay written by Chiaki J. Konaka, and produced by Yasuyuki Ueda (credited as production 2nd) for Triangle Staff. It was broadcast on TV Tokyo from July to September 1998. A PlayStation game with the same title was released in November 1998 by Pioneer LDC.

Lain is influenced by philosophical subjects such as reality, identity, and communication.^[1] The series focuses on Lain Iwakura, an adolescent girl living in suburban Japan, and her introduction to the Wired, a global communications network similar to the Internet. Lain lives with her middle class family, which consists of her inexpressive older sister Mika, her cold mother, and her computer-obsessed father. The first ripple on the pond of Lain’s lonely life appears when she learns that girls from her school have received an e-mail from Chisa Yomoda, a schoolmate who committed suicide. When Lain receives the message at home, Chisa tells her (in real time) that she is not dead, but has just “abandoned the flesh”, and has found God in the Wired. From then on, Lain is bound to a quest which will take her ever deeper into both the network and her own thoughts.

The anime series is licensed in North America by Geneon (previously Pioneer Entertainment) on DVD, VHS and LaserDisc. It was also released in Singapore by Odex. The video game, which shares only the themes and protagonist with the series, was never released outside Japan.

The series shows influences from topics such as philosophy, computer history, cyberpunk literature and conspiracy theory, and it was made the subject of several academic articles. English language anime reviewers found it to be “weird” and unusual, but reviews were still generally positive. Producer Ueda said he intended Japanese and American audiences to form conflicting views on the series, but was disappointed in this regard, as the impressions turned out to be similar.

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Ok so the song itself might have some people who know me scratching their head thinking “WTF?” Why? Well most recently, someone sent me an e-mail saying just that, “The Cry? WTF?” Originally, well when I tried explaining to Danielle the importance of this song, she looked at me confused and just said, “ok.”

Maybe you needed to be 14 or 15 years old with your head crammed up your ass, disappointing you father in your choice of after-school activities, caught in a fickle relationship with your first true love.

Maybe you just need to be me.

Far before the days of “alternative music” and “extreme sports” there was something a bunch of us in the old neighborhood used to do to stay out of trouble (and often enough get into it too.) It involved a useless wooden toy. It involved music only heard on high school or college radio stations. It consumed some of the best years of my life.

Skateboarding.

Without getting all nostalgic here about my late teens, I’ll just get right to the point about this song.

Breaking ground in talent and design back then was a company by the name of H-Street. Anybody who skated in this era would agree that H-Street was the muckety-muck in the late 80′s and early 90′s. The while the dinosaurs of the period like Powell-Peralta, Vision, G&S, and Santa Cruz were busy pumping out over-hyped product and skate videos that were as bad as scripted porn, H-Street was out there hustling their fresh ideas and different views.

One of the best things H-Street ever did was Hokus Pokus. It set the standard for all skate videos after that. They lost the stupid, scripted dialog and pumped out a video with 60 minutes of pure skating topped with a memorable soundtrack.

Kids these days do not appreciate the access they have to new music today. There was no iTunes. Hell, there were no mp3′s and CD’s were just starting to emerge. 7″ vinyl and cassette was how music was sold back then. MTV played Twisted Sister and Bobby Brown (yes, MTV played music at one time.)

Good music back then was obtained by listening to Argo High School radio, and if the weather was right, from the Northwestern University radio station. Sometimes someone’s older sibling who’s “world” was larger than one zip-code would make a copy of a copy of a copy of the Clash or Naked Raygun. The last means was skate videos. I found the Hokus Pokus soundtrack so good that I went as far as recording the whole video off the TV on to my cassette player.

So anyway…

There is a song on this video that has haunted me for the past 20 years.

I remember singing it aloud as I rode my board down through the curvy shortcut past the tennis courts at Kasey Meadow Park. I wasn’t even 16 yet… or I’d have been listing to it in my car.

I remember listening to this song on a rainy day in my high school parking lot. Rewinding it here and there trying to determine what was being said under the sound of someone on the video shouting or falling. All this time it was only a minute or two excerpt from the song.

It wasn’t an obsession, really. But there is something beautiful and seductive about the words, the music, the voice… that would have this song pop into my head every few months for years and years. Even with the death of the cassette tape, and not actually hearing it, the song still played in my head.

I remember at some point in my 20′s sitting at the beach downtown, with my notebook, writing the song down from memory.

One night, several months ago I happened upon this notebook and it happened again. This time I was ready.

I googled what I remembered the words to be, and to my thrilling amazement, I happened upon a website for some “old school punk rock” band from Lawrence, Kansas… Unknown Stuntman.

I’ll just copy and paste what one of the band members said about this song:

Ok, just to set this up………I heard this song on a Skate video when I was a kid, approximately 15 years ago. But the song obviously made an impression, becuase I still remember some of the lyrics, even though I have never figured out the title or band.

[...]

This has been one of my favorite songs since I was a kid, and the sad thing is that I haven’t heard it in ten years. But I can still remember it in my head.

There is some banter back and forth, but no revelations. Now I’ve known all along what movie it was from, but that was it.

Almost a year later someone else chimes in and solves the mystery that’s plagued several people for 10+ years.

Another reader wrote:

I’m in exactly the same situation as you. That song is amazing, and I’ve never been able to stop thinking about it. Every few months or so it comes back into my mind to haunt me. I’ll google its lyrics and come up with next to nothing. This time, I found your post.

So I’m not the only one who has been possessed by this song. If you didn’t bother to read the site, some of the history gathered by a member zombieite.

The short-lived ’80s band called the Cry were formed and fronted by lead singer Kim Berly. While with the group, Berly used the pseudonym Kimball Fox. Other members included keyboardist Robo MacPherson and drummers Billy Wade and Charlie Mitchell.

Berly spent time with the group Stampeders in the late ’70s, gaining enough experience and courage to branch out with a new gathering. The Cry landed a deal with RCA Records and released a debut single, “Crackdown,” and a self-titled debut album, both in 1980. A year later, the single “Enough” was recorded, followed by a sophomore album, Leave Your Bones in the Hall. After the second full-length offering, things fell apart, starting with Berly. Soon the Cry were out of tears and luck, coming to an uneventful end in 1982. ~ Charlotte Dillon, All Music Guide

The Cry

Kimbal Fox [aka Kim Berly] (lead vocals)
Billy Wade (drums; 1980)
Charlie Mitchell (drums; replaced Wade 1981)
Robo MacPherson (keyboards)

After leaving the Stampeders in 1979, Kim Berly started his own new-wave band, The Cry, in which he performed under the name, Kimball Fox. Two album releases on RCA, good sales and intensive touring sustained the band for a couple of years, but mounting personal problems forced Kim to leave the music scene. From 1983 to 1989, Kim went briefly into acting, gaining recognition in the Toronto theatre community.

Latest news of Berly (regarding the Stampeders reunion):

The ‘original 3′ – Dodson, Berly and King got back together off and on in the early ’90′s and were inducted into the Alberta Recording Associaton Hall Of Fame in 1994. The release of their first three records on Marigold Records happened two years later. 1998 saw the first new Stampeders record in nearly 20 years. Reminiscent of their country-hybrid roots, they were older, wiser and more mature. SURE BEATS WORKING was a sort of ‘coming home’, returning them to their country-rock roots in what would now be termed ‘new country’. On the album were the reflective “Hometown Boy”, the spankey “Oh Belinda” and title track, as well as updated versions of “Carry Me” and “Oh My Lady”.

The Cry – Enough

Have you ever sat on an empty beach
With the sun and the stars and the sea so deep
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

With a piece of paper as blank as night
And the words don’t seem to come out right
And you ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Have you ever sat on an empty cliff
With the sun and the stars and the sea adrift
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Do you wish you had, all the things you need
Do you wish you had, all the things you see
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Is it enough now, to be all alone?
Is it enough now, to be on your own?
Is it enough now, to be all alone?
Is it enough now, to be on your own? To be on your own?

Have you ever sat on an empty beach
With the sun and the stars, and the sea so deep
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Do you wish you had all the things you need
Do you wish you had all the things you see
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Is it enough now, to be all alone?
Is it enough now, to be on your own?
Is it enough now, to be all alone?
Is it enough now, to be on your own? To be on your own?

Have you ever sat on an empty beach
With the sun and the stars, and the sea so deep
And ask yourself again
Is this for me?

With a piece of paper as blank as night
And the words don’t seem to come out right
And you ask yourself again
Is this for me?

Is it enough now
To be all alone?
Is it enough now
To be on your own?

Is it enough now
To be all alone?
Is it enough now
To be on your own?

www.miscellaneousdebris.com/memories/Enough.mp3

Well there it is.  You don’t need to like it.  You don’t need to understand it.  Some people “go home” when they smell cookies baking, or the laundry detergent their mother used.

This song takes me home.

Logo for the 2002 T-shirt Christmas presents

I recently happened upon some pictures of the members wearing the t-shirts.

Member "Archtype" sporting a Miscellaneous Debris T-shirt

Member "EdisonRex" in exclusive Miscellaneous Debris tee

Nice!

For starters I’ve been working on trying to takw the newsletter that I do for Olivejar to the net.  Shortly after I began publishing one as a journal on my adventures in home buying, as well as one for my 365 movies in a year project.

So anyway, I went and Googled “miscellaneousdebris” the other day to see just where I am in the world of search results these days, and much to my surprise I apparently had offspring!

Now I admittedly yoinked the name from Primus 10 years after the release of their album.  According to the Wayback Machine, Miscellaneous Debris (as we all knew and loved) existed from 24 December 2000 to 07 February 2003.  In the early days I must have ran the forum under subdomain, probably of geminione.com, as I’m claiming the MD community was born in 2000, whereas the domain miscellaneousdebris.com was not registered until late 2002.  Anyway…

The oldest existing, verifiable history for another Miscellaneous Debris domain, is MiscDebris.net.  WHOIS and Wayback Machine both agree that this domain was not born until 2006.  Well after I had come and gone.

The top hit (non-wiki) is a subdomain (miscellaneousdebris.sitesled.com), and only has content going back to 2007.  The other of note above me, miscellaneousdebris-dingus.blogspot.com also only has content as far back as 2007.

While I have no desire to bring Misc back to what it was, not to mention that it’s usefulness has been replaced by the likes of Facebook, Myspace, and Friendster, I think I’ll keep this around.

Hopefully updated on a regular basis.

Hopefully with some of the traffic from the old days.

Don’t be a stranger.

One of the early banners, which eventually found its way on to tank-tops and panties of women around the world...

...quite literally!