Saturday, April 9, 2011

*H* Hecktor Pecktor!!!!

It probably sounds like a pretty silly name for a band, but the story behind it always makes me laugh a little. My brother was expecting a baby, and one night he and his wife were laying in bed and reading through the Hs in a book of baby names. They came to the name Hector and my brother said that would never work. Our last name is Peck, and he said it would be impossible to say Hector Peck. It would inevitably roll off the tongue as Hecktor Pecktor. Thankfully for the baby, she was a girl, and I don't suppose there was ever really a chance of her being named Hector. The band, however, started using the name and it stuck.

My dad has been playing music since before I was born, and my brother since he was big enough to hold a guitar. I have always adored my brother, and this is one of my all time favorite pictures of the two of us.
I grew up listening to them play and sing and it has always been one of my greatest joys in life. I feel like our collective love of music has, in many ways, shaped and defined me as the person I am today. Certain music touches my very core and makes me feel safe and at home. When I need comfort or an attitude adjustment, sometimes all it takes is to put a pair of headphones on my head and I can be transported to another place.

My dad played in a bar band that was quite popular in our area when I was a small child. Eventually, my parents decided they didn't want to spend every weekend out until the wee hours of the morning, so the band dissolved, but the music never left our home. Years down the road, after my brother graduated from high school, he joined up with a couple of friends and they began to play as many local venues as they could. They also went into the studio and recorded a couple of CDs. After several years, the friends went their separate ways to start families and finish their educations.

But, the pull of music is always there, and a few years ago, my dad invited a friend from work over to jam in the garage. Larry is a skilled guitar player, and his leads just fit so well in to whatever my dad and brother are playing. And, thus, Hecktor Pecktor was born.

I even picked up the bass for a little while and spent some time jamming with the band. I was never any good, but just getting the opportunity to play with them always made me feel so happy. Here's a little video of a little jam at our family reunion.

They've been writing and recording quite a few new tunes, and even recorded an song my dad wrote back in the 70s called "Old Country Song".

Check out the band page at Reverb Nation and take a listen. I'm so proud to be a member of this family.


Amy said...

Jen this is such a neat part of your life...the video was so great. I got a little choked up at the slideshow while the music was playing and watching you play. My family isn't close and I wish we got together and played and had fun like that. What a blessing!! And you look pretty freaking rad playing bass!!! :D

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