Editor's note: I don't really listen to much music preferring rabid right wing talk radio (think Alex Jones) over the melodic sounds of rapists, drug addicts and sexual deviants. I barely remember listening to this one and probably won't revisit it any time soon. I do recall that the first track was the standout and the rest seemingly the standard fare pseudo opera stuff that sophisticated folks are agog over. Since I have a Jew fetish and even a little of the race in my blood I will give this one a nod in the affirmative.
Editor's note: MAKE WAY FOR THE QUEEN'S GUARD! Up until recently I had been under the impression that these guys were docile figureheads in the security force for the Illuminati German-bred Queen. 'Tis not so! Well, they are part of the New World Order but hardly docile. These guys, when prodded become quite violently verbose and will knock a mutha down. Especially if you stand in their way when they are marching. And rightfully so! They are performing a duty and morons on holiday or out for a laugh should be no deterrent to their obligation. The music? Eh, not my favorite. But after watching a few hours of footage of these guys raging on YouTube I have new-found respect for them.
Editor's note: back in her heyday I used to purposely listen to Alanis Morissette against my will so that if I was ever in a position of being tortured by the Illuminati I would be able to sustain any abuse. I received the same aural nausea listening to this.
CANDY SINGS HER THEME SONG
AN INTERESTING DIALOGUE
A RIDDLE FOR CANDY
CANDY SINGS A FAVORITE SONG
CANDY TELLS A STORY
SONG: DEAR JESUS WALK WITH ME
THE MEANING OF THE TRINITY
MISS LINTON AND CANDY SING A DUET
Editor's note: this is an amazing record with an even better cover. Religious propaganda for little children and when you think about it that's the perfect time to indoctrinate them. Which sounds like a terrible thing to say until you look at the shape of our society minus religion. Humans, not unlike wild animals, need to be curtailed by some powerful force or they degenerate into cataclysmic mental dildos with sexual perversions galore. Which is not a bad thing in itself when you have a rational society full of purposely moral people. But we don't so you either have God or gulags, tyranny or T. Rex. And I ain't talking about a band.
Editor's note: the main attraction here is the ridiculously large pizza and not so much the polka. Not that polka doesn't have it's place in the drunk pantheon of heathen Pollocks it just doesn't stand out here. Another thing that does stick out is that a handful of people couldn't put down their goddamn smoke for a minute for a photo with the world's largest pizza. Or better yet they could but chose to look kewl. Horrible, disgraceful savages.
Editor's note: great album. I swear that track 3 on side B or one in that vicinity sounds an awful lot like Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes. Well, at least the guitar parts do. Which wouldn't be surprising because Speedy West is pretty much brilliant.
Editor's note: as soon as I saw this in the quarter bin at the thrift store I knew I had a winner. The call of the race is excellent as are the in-race interviews with drivers. If I actually liked car racing I'd probably be more excited about this but it is only a record.
Editor's note: this is a solid Christian album with a country-folk twang to it. As with most of these self-published LPs the title track is the strongest song with the others serving as fillers. While Benny's Southern style is a bit overbearing it's not unlike the country of that time period. Joanne sings perfectly in accompaniment as Jesus strums along. My favorite part of this record though is the poor spacing on the cover as well as the gesticulating Christ imploring the Heavens. I implore you to share this record with all 6 of your friends.
Editor's note: I've had this record in cue for a few years but it's a warped copy that skipped with my old turntable so I didn't post it though it seems to play passably through on my new ION record player. This is a fairly standard staple in many collector's stash mainly for the odd-ball attraction that it was/is but it's a decent record for the message itself. The factors for alcoholism haven't changed much in the past 100 years although science now calls this addiction a disease due to its destructive nature. I don't think it's a disease in itself but it becomes one for the addict once it wholly consumes their life. But I'm not here to bring down your mellow so listen on.
Editor's note: I don't know what that duck call rapido is but it titillates me, friends. And that chortling organ with its machine gun warbling makes me want to post 10,000 records in a week. Lenny Dee's bad-ass and despite ignoring most of his records any future sifting that feature excellent album covers will purchased without question.
Editor's note: if you are expecting much from a 1982 World's Fair soundtrack then you're probably going to be very disappointed. I wouldn't call this good or bad. It just exists and is. Passable music for throwaway fans. Which is all it was intended to be in the first place. Sort of like this blog.
Editor's note: the organ playing underneath the religious rhetoric was enough to keep me enthralled for most of the first side before it started to wane near the end. But the "Testimony" of SIDE B reinvigorated all that was lost and propelled me to seek more from Mr. Outlaw and his Father. Not that one. Gordon Outlaw. Father of John. He apparently released an album, too. If he expounds upon any of the stories that his son speaks of him being in "The Syndicate" and a drunk then it might actually be better than Johnny's though I somehow doubt that. Unless the organist returns with keys a-blazing. Either way, here's your primer on the Detroit gospel.
Editor's note: great cover and not-so-great music. Unless you enjoy lite orchestral pseudo-jazz. I don't particularly like either. Then again, I don't care for you either and I'm still providing low-fi re-treads for your scheming phalanges and ears.
Editor's note: although this album is fraught with skips and faulty sound it is a blog worthy effort that should be heard. Mainly because some of the sounds coming from the band (or is it two different bands?) are not what you expect from a harmonica ensemble. I understand that there are different instruments enjoining them but the music is different than anything I've heard from a harmonica group. Plus the cover is kind of brilliant.
Editor's note: you may not see the value in the spoken word but that's your prerogative. I highly value these spoken word entries and have dozens upon dozens of them to post, gig willing. These are folksy tales of the Arkansas Traveler, who may or may not have expounded on his travels past this record but I'm not in research mode presently so it's a stand-alone affair as far as I'm concerned despite the implications bandied about on the sleeve. Like it? That's not my problem. I'm just an archivist passing along a bit of byte o' sound.
I came across this record on a few blogs and managed to track down some audio from WFMU's site. I would love to hear more from this honky-tonkin' caterwaulin' queen. Listen to the tracks below and I think you will too!