The bitter-sweetness of serendipitous discovery

Many years ago, while I was living in Indonesia, I sang and played keyboards in a blues-rock band with three local Indonesian guys. We played a few gigs but never amounted to that much. I lost touch with the bass player and drummer years ago, though I still see the lead-guitarist from time to time now that he's living in London. The drummer was a Balinese guy named Ari, who had lived in Australia. We spent many convivial evenings rehearsing, playing and drinking beer. The question of what had become of him had slipped from my consciousness, when today I read this:

Ari Astina, a drummer of the Superman is Dead pop band, said his worry was based on the fact that anything, including songs, associated with pornography under the would-be law could be subject to legal punishment, regardless of their lyrics.
"Actually whether its pornographic or not depends on how it is seen. If someone is full of dirty mind, anything can be considered pornographic," said Ari, who is popularly known as Jerinx.

So one of us made it to stardom, at least... I am consoled by the thought that had he stayed playing with me, he doubtless would not have made it in the music business...