all the way back and get an idea of how you ended up where you are now with this whole video thing. Are you origi- nally from Macon? No. My dad work for the federal government in the civil service as an aircraft A&P me- chanic, and I was born in Denver, Colorado in 1950. We lived there for my first six years and I had a brother that was two years younger than me. Then dad was transferred to Topeka, Kansas for one year. Then in June, 1958 we moved into Macon, Georgia - the Napier Avenue area. By the time school
era. So I did some stuff in high school with it. We were doing a lot of drag racing, and racing through neighborhoods late at night as well and so I would take that camera to film some of our criminal actions. (Laughs) We got to use it a lot if we would pay for
the film, which only lasted 4 minutes, black and white with no sound at all. About 1980 or ‘81 maybe it they bought a Panasonic video recorder with a terrific camera on it but it was huge, with a heavy battery and a huge heavy ass tape deck with a skinny wire going to a fantastic camera. I shot my sister's wedding on that camera in 1984 and it came out pretty good. So I'm concentrating at that point in my life
on making money to buy washers and dryers, make mortgage payments, car payments, in- surance payments, matching clothes for the wife and all the stuff takes to make the merry- go-round go round and round. In 1985 a young couple moved in next door
Dave Peck chilling out at the Atlanta Pop Festival (aka: Byron Pop Festival) in 1970. (Photo Courtesy Dave Peck)
started dad had built a house in Warner Rob- bins that they still live in to this day.
When did you first start shooting music videos? Well my dads only real hobby was an 8mm Kodak movie camera. So we have all these movies of a family event every Christmas, every Thanksgiving, every birthday - every- thing from 1950 all the way up to maybe 15 years ago, when he stopped because he's get- ting too old. Now is 91. He was a good old dad, and would let Doug and I use the cam-
to us in the log cabin. That turns out to be my very good friends to this day Neil and Debbie Regolie. For the next three years whenever I saw Neil, he would jam in a cassette tape of this little garage band he was in and tell me about this Chris Hicks guy in Macon. Now bear in mind, I was 14 years older than Neil, but through our conversations he learned about all the shit in Macon from the begin- ning that he was not part of, but I was on the ground watching it unfold. So, he wanted me to say what I think about
is Chris Hicks guy, who I didn’t give a fuck about. I'm out there working on the base, working
with aircraft sheet metal. I'm making money, I'm getting high. In the 1980s we were doing a lot of cocaine, and life was a joy. Going to work was a joy. And I was starting to get back into the music. One day this guy Chris comes out to visit Neil from Macon, and Chris has a flat tire on
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