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Lang: The parties were wild, man. I remember one -- my parents were in the Poconos that weekend. I was on the roof, bombed out of my gourd. Prouty and Gagarin were in the kitchen, tag-teaming Annette Funicello, and there was Kerry, dropping two 'ludes and throwing a Kennedy into the pool.
Radcliffe: We had a meeting, August of '62, I think it was. Everyone looked bad. Kerry wasn't around. Some model U.N. summer camp, his parents told us, but we knew what was up. We decided, right then and there, to break up the Electras. I mean, really, what can you do when your bassist is in rehab?
Gagarin: I told 'em, "Guys, I can play bass. I can do it." But they wouldn't listen. Once a maraca player, always a maraca player, I guess. Bunch of dicks.
Prouty: Next winter, we tried to get the Electras back together, for just one more gig. Everyone was in. Kerry was waffling, though. I think he was on break from Yale, and he just seemed... different. He spent 45 minutes talking about pros and cons, and finally, after, like, two hours, he said yes. The gig was a total disaster. We got panned in all the papers. To this day, Kerry swears he never wanted to do it in the first place.
Kerry: I actually did vote for the gig before I voted against it. I was misled.