Old Enough to Forget

I bought this back in the day because of Randy Thomas, the guitar player from Sweet Comfort Band, and because I was told this album was awesome. Awesome is a bit of a stretch. I liked one song, but I'll get to that eventually. The early to mid '80s was the era of Christian music warfare. As members of the body of Christ, we had a fiduciary responsibility to subdue the ways of the world. It was "Onward Christian Soldiers," and we were going to take the D out of Evil or whatever it was we were supposed to do. Allies, dressed in camouflage and wielding their instruments, were going out there to kick butt and rack up souls on the giant scoreboard in the sky. I ate this stuff up. Make no mistake, there is still a war going on, but most of the time when we're (I am part of the great we) out there pointing fingers, we have more pointing back at us - and some pretty big splinters in our own eyes. Even back then I thought it was a corny cover, but dang it, this was Randy...

There was a short but glorious period in the early '80s where I bought a lot of Christian music. My buddy Gord, who I love to tease, had an older brother, and between them they knew about everything. Gord was also a lot more forgiving than I ever was for sucky music. I remember the two of us being in the little Christian bookstore by my place when Gord was over visiting, and there on the wall were a couple of records by Sweet Comfort: Breakin' the Ice and Hold On Tight. For whatever reason I can still picture this wall. Phil Keaggy's Ph'lip Side was facing out with the sunburst Les Paul, and the first two Servant albums, Shallow Water and Rockin' Revival , were there too. I'd eventually get all of them...except for those Sweet Comfort albums. My memory is fuzzy at this point, but I'm pretty sure Gord played Breakin' the Ice and I was less than enthusiastic. That was also the time Gord put an air pistol into my cereal one morning and splattered me, the ...

The Pukka Orchestra is one of those little footnotes in Canadian music that generally references "Listen to the Radio" and not a lot after. The band was part of the Solid Gold roster that got flushed down the toilet when the label went under. To make matters worse, whoever took Solid Gold's assets during receivership also managed to lose the master tapes to their debut record. It had been decades since the band last released anything, and then with little fanfare there was a Facebook post a couple of years ago simply stating a "new" album was coming soon from the Pukka Orchestra. I was intrigued, and patiently waited for more information ... and I kept waiting. Then on March 22, 2024, it dropped, and I immediately streamed it. The songs on Chaos Is Come Again were originally released on their '86 release The Palace of Memory , and 1992's Dear Harry . I never did manage to find a copy of Dear Harry , and it remains on my list of wanted treasures. Now, fro...

I'm not sure if musical PTSD is a real thing or not, but I think I have it. I lived through disco and lived to tell the tale - over time I think I developed a pretty serious case of Stockholm Syndrome when it comes to a lot of stuff that made me want to puke or change the station when I was a teenager. Over the last couple of years I not only bought Saturday Night Fever , I kind of liked, in some cases really liked, a couple of the songs. I also have more than one album by The Village People. Back in the early '80s, after Michael Jackson single-handedly took over the world, it was pretty much impossible to not be exposed to his stuff on the radio, and goodness gravy that guy had a lot of songs on the radio. They were the worst of times. Now to be fair, "Beat It" with Eddie's solo was awesome, and it certainly didn't hurt that Steve Lukather was the sonic glue that held the whole thing together. However, the world in those turbulent years was divided into the w...

When I first heard their version of "The Runner" ("Runner") I was enthralled. I can't tell you, (but I am going to) how many times I picked this album up and put it back. I loved the song, but I wasn't sold on getting an entire album by Manfred Mann. So I passed. Then time passed. A lot of time ... decades. A while ago I was wandering around a flea market and there were several vendors selling assorted records and charging a small ransom for really questionable stuff. I try not to be that guy but I think I may have blurted out "You have got to be kidding" more than once when asking "How much?" Then I stumbled upon a rather chill looking dude who had an old milk crate full of records. I flipped through and there were a couple of things that caught my eye, but it was Somewhere in Afrika that I pulled out. It was still in the shrinkwrap and looked pristine. He looked up and caught my eye. I asked, "How much?" He told me. I pulled o...

Sinematic , released in 2019, is a sprawling 13-song experience spanning two albums. Broken into four segments, it's actually easier to digest in the small chunks presented on each side than sitting and listening to this on streaming (or CD). Although having said that, depending on my mood I like to eat the elephant one bite at a time. If you have the time, listening to it uninterrupted is a treat if you can manage it in a single sitting.  The streaming version also contains lyrics, and to my surprise on Apple Music the album description contains an overview as well as commentary on several of the songs, which was a real surprise. My goodness, this is how you try and compensate for not having a physical copy. I still find it interesting that I was never really a fan of The Band as a kid. I recall seeing bits and pieces of The Last Waltz and couldn't figure out what the fuss was. I do remember there was a bit of a tempest in a teacup when the band reunited without Robbie in the ...

I had seen this album many times and thought it looked absolutely awesome. I loved those old Warren magazines. I had a lot of copies of Creepy , Eerie and The Rook . No, I didn't have copies of  Vampirella  - but I would discreetly read it at the store when no one was looking.  Roger's sleeve was designed by Hipgnosis, the legendary design team from the UK, and it looked like something that could have come straight out of one of those magazines. I knew someone who had a copy and, as I was a big Queen fan, I asked about it. I was told it was nothing like Queen. So I passed. After all, this was Roger, the guy who got the B-side to "Bohemian Rhapsody" to sing about his car. Never my favourite song, but dagnabbit, through sheer force of will Roger earned my respect. Still, the prospect of hearing an entire album seemed to be a bit much. Everything changed in the summer of '84 after I heard "Man on Fire" - suddenly Mister Taylor was on my radar. Generally my ...

The other day the bins at Redrum Records coughed up not one, but two Boz Scaggs albums: his 1976 multi-platinum Silk Degrees and its 1977 platinum follow-up Down Two Then Left . There are times I'll pair albums like this, but today I just don't have it in me. Although I wouldn't be surprised if I end up doing a two-fer anyway. At the moment I don't see it ... I just want to get through this one. Silk Degrees celebrated its 50th birthday this past February and is considered in many circles an undeniable classic. Oh, if you're waiting for me to drop the term Yacht Rock you'll be waiting a while. Personally, I cannot stand the label, as frankly it's lazy and dismissive. "Oh look, someone used a complicated arrangement and a grownup guitar chord - this must be Yacht Rock." You can't see me, but I'm sitting at my keyboard giving that sentence The Johnny Cash Salute. Over the years I have become well aware of the involvement of Jeff Porcaro, D...

I recall hearing “I’m The Answer” on the radio by Simon back in 1983. The couple of times I heard it, it was always followed by a comment about Pete singing backing vocals, or Pete produced it, or Simon was Pete's little brother. It was a minor hit, or a near miss depending on how you look at it. I sort of liked it and I almost bought the record because it had a cool-looking cover. Simon was staring into the camera and pouting (his hair dresser gets a credit in the liner notes). He was either covered in grease or coal, depending on what kind of backstory you've invented to take up the obligatory 1,000 words the picture is supposed to conjure up. Coal or grease, the remarkable thing about the cover is the pristine white shirt. How did he keep the shirt clean? Sweet Sound was indeed produced by Simon’s elder brother, Pete, who had fifteen years on him. One could be forgiven for thinking this was nepotism at its worst. Except it wasn’t ... not really, though I’m sure it didn’t hur...

All I really knew about Dave Mason was that he’d been a member of Traffic, rode that association into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (Class of 2004), and had a hit in ’77 with “We Just Disagree” - a song I liked, and still like. News about Dave's death showed up on various sites back in April, and honestly, I realized I’d had him confused for years. Never having been much of a Traffic fan - beyond the songs I’d heard on the radio - and only really knowing that one hit, Dave Mason was mostly just a name to me. Somewhere along the way I’d gotten my internal wires crossed and convinced myself he was Graham Parker ... and to make things worse, I’d somehow also thought Graham Parker was actually Gram Parsons. I'd like to say this is an example of The Mandela Effect, but honestly, it’s just kind of par for how my brain works. Over the years, I've been able to craft and populate whole histories based on a simple misconception that, over time, becomes a foundational support to an o...

Your Mama Won't Like Me was released in 1975 and was her third album in three years, as well as the follow-up to '74s Quatro. Yes, I know most of that sentence is clunky, but it says what I wanted it to say. Once again she partnered with Mike Chapman and Nicky Chinn, who produced the album and wrote three of the songs. The balance of the material was written by Suzi and Len Tuckey, except for the cover of "Fever," initially made famous by Peggy Lee and since covered by everyone from Elvis to Madonna. Suzi's band was still anchored by Suzi on bass and Len Tuckey on guitar. Dave Neal was on drums, and Alastair McKenzie was on keys. This was the same lineup as 1974's Quatro . It's strange they weren't credited on the cover ... I guess we were supposed to recognize them from their pictures. Speaking of credits, the album didn't have a lot of them, but they included Chris Mercer (tenor sax), Mick Eve (tenor sax), Steve Gregory (tenor sax), Bud Beadle (b...

Since finding Teaze Live in Japan a few years ago, I had been on the lookout for this one. Not that it was hard to find once I made up my mind that this was coming home - I just wasn't convinced I needed to add it to my collection. Part of the issue was the live album. Yes, it was enjoyable, and it was definitely one of those albums I had been curious about since my teen years ... but it was also sort of uneven, and the songs just weren't that memorable, which I still find strange because I really do like the album, and I was listening to it again the other day. One Night Stands , though, just looked cool, and it had the benefit of having Myles Goodwyn's name stamped on the back cover. April Wine was one of those bands that always had a song on the radio growing up, but during my formative years between 1978 and 1981 the band was on a tear: First Glance , Harder ... Faster , and The Nature of the Beast . Right in the middle of their commercial peak, Teaze were touring with...

Back in January I wrote about The Northern Pikes' excellent album Forest of Love . It was an album I bought because I thought it might be interesting (I also found it cheap which was a plus), and I was intrigued by Kevin Kane's inclusion in the line-up. I suppose if I were a proper fan I wouldn't have been so surprised at how good it was. Time to Time came out in 2023 and featured the same lineup: Jay Semko, Bryan Potvin, Don Schmid, and Kevin Kane. I went to the band's site, looked through the merch store, and saw that their latest album Time to Time was available as an autographed limited edition. In one of those "Go on, take my money" moments, I sent a message through the site and, in short order, found myself trading notes with Don  Schmid . Within literally a few days, a package arrived at my door with the record. Turns out Don lives practically down the road from me, which kind of cracked me up. Time to Time had been waiting to be played for a few mon...