Surviving CINDERELLA Members Talk About a Potential Reunion

Surviving CINDERELLA

HOLY SH*T! Surviving CINDERELLA Members Talk About a Potential Reunion

In a recent interview with Waste Some Time With Jason Green, drummer Fred Coury discussed whether a Cinderella reunion with all surviving members could ever happen. (Guitarist Jeff LaBar passed away in July 2021 at the age of 58 in his Nashville apartment.)

Fred Coury said (as transcribed by BLABBERMOUTH.NET):
“Well, we all still play our instruments. So, Tom [Keifer, Cinderella frontman] is out touring. Eric [Brittingham, Cinderella bassist] is doing a benefit — Rock For Hope, I believe it’s called — he’s doing that next week. I’m right now playing on Billy Morrison’s record. So we’re all pretty active in playing. We have our chops up. So if something had to happen, if it was, like, ‘Oh my gosh. You guys can save the world. We need to have you play,’ there’s no reason we couldn’t.”

Coury mentioned that he is still in regular contact with Keifer and Brittingham.

“I just talked to Eric this afternoon. And I speak to Tom quite often. Yeah, we’re brothers. I mean, first of all, I owe everything to those guys.”

Sharing a personal reflection, Coury spoke about revisiting the band’s music:

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“I walk every day in the morning and at night. That’s how I unwind… That’s the time that nobody’s around. The streets are dark and I just get to walk. And the other day I listened to [Cinderella’s third studio album, 1990’s] ‘Heartbreak Station’ for the first time in 20 years. I hadn’t listened to it from top to bottom. And I forgot some of the songs. I was, like, ‘I don’t even remember this song.’ And it was so refreshing to go, ‘Oh my gosh. I’ve completely forgotten about this.’ And I loved it. It was so cool.”

“And that’s when I called Eric yesterday… I was, like, ‘Dude, when was the last time you listened to one of our records top to bottom?’ It was amazing. All the memories started flooding back. So yeah, it was pretty cool. I feel like I’m a very lucky person.”


Eric Brittingham on a Possible Reunion

In a separate interview with the Another FN Podcast With Izzy Presley, bassist Eric Brittingham was asked about the surviving members playing together again.

“Early on, right after Jeff passed, [the idea of doing a tribute concert] was kind of floating around. I think our old manager was trying to get something together. But it would never be the same without Jeff. And I see so many bands that it’s like watering down a drink. And I really don’t want to… I mean, I love KISS — I grew up with them and I don’t wanna knock them — but it’s not the same. 1975 KISS is not like KISS with Eric Singer. And I love those guys too, but it’s not the same.”

When Presley suggested the possibility of Jeff’s son Sebastian LaBar—who has played with Saliva and Tantric—joining for a one-off performance, Brittingham said:

 

“Yeah. I would be open to it, and I’m sure Fred would too. Tom, he’s been with his solo career for — what? — 13 or 14 years now, and he’s really vested in that. And that’s where his heart is. So I don’t know if he would really wanna do it. But I would be open to it [and] Fred would be open to it, but I don’t know if it would ever happen.”

“Sebastian’s a great player, he’s a great guy. That would make sense, but I don’t know if that would ever happen. I wouldn’t wanna go out and do a tour or anything like that. If it’s a one-off thing for a good reason, I would be open to it. Otherwise, remember the band how the band was.”


Tom Keifer on Staying Connected

Frontman Tom Keifer told Meltdown of Detroit’s WRIF radio station that he remains in touch with his longtime bandmates.

“Fred is really talented… He’s just really, really found a niche that he loves. He’s got a beautiful studio out there, and he’s done a lot of really great work. He and I are in touch a lot… He does TV music. He does stuff with sports. I mean, he’s a busy guy.”

Speaking about Brittingham, Keifer added:

“Eric, the last I’d heard, he had a couple of different projects that he was involved in musically, and he played with Bret Michaels for a while. I don’t think he’s playing with Bret anymore. I’m not sure. He’s played with a couple of different artists and done some session work here in town.”

While a complete Cinderella reunion may remain uncertain, the bond between its members and their continued musical activity ensures the band’s legacy lives on.

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