How To Have FUN With FIckle Pickle's Helping SINFUL SKINFUL!

People are so hung up on their prejudices, over seriousness, fears, lies, and selfishness that it's damned sad to know that they just can't have any fun in their lives because they won't allow it. When the only joy people get is to mock others over stereotypes it is such a load of shite and hogwash that it brings me down myself. I personally have two major loves that keep me going: Soldiers and Music. I'd like to spend more time with soldiers. I love to talk to them, yes I am attracted to them and not ashamed of that at all, and they bring us a lot of good things that we take for granted. I find most soldiers whether they are German, British (the two best right there), Canadian, American (the Marines are the best), or any kind really to be very fun loving and strong willed people who bring me a lot of pleasure and who I am forever indebted to. I doubt I would have been so resolutely able to face up to my desires, my hopes, my fears, and my lifelong goal were it not for them. So thanks very very much is not enough thanks to them! Cheers and catch you soon my mates and comrades!
         -Fickle Pickle or A British Humorous Pop Psych/Progressive Masterpiece-
        A band who didn't take anything at all too seriously and who it really could be debatable whether they were a band or just a studio one off is the mightily connected Fickle Pickle. All 4 of them hailed from York in Yorkshire and I give my love to the people of that very badly hit city and county where I have one of my very best friends. York produced all of the bands they are interconnected with and it's a pretty stellar list indeed. Geoff Gill (Drums, vocals) was a founding member of The Smoke whilst Cliff Wade (guitars, keyboards, bass, drums, vocals) was in the early 70s incarnation of that group together with former Motherlight/Orange Bicycle/solo artist Wil Malone (Keyboards, vocals, string arrangement). They met up with a fellow Yorkshireman in Red Dirt lead guitarist/vocalist/bass guitarist Steve Howden and became known both as a 70s Smoke line up and more importantly to this entry Fickle Pickle.
    All of the 4 had cut their teeth in 1960s Beatles influenced Mod bands so it is not surprising that echoes of 1967 to 1969 psychedelic pop are a huge part of every song on their album. Much heavier than The Smoke's 1960s output, though, the right comparison to a 60s behemoth group would be The Move. There are also heavy Beatles, Beach Boys, and Small Faces influences cropping up making for more of the 1967-1969 vibe where things were really happening and then getting a bit heavier, but shockingly Fickle Pickle met with complete indifference in Great Britain. It hadn't been going well for them in any of their previous outfits and as a joke or just a blind hope for a hit they recorded in England and released a version of Paul McCartney's "Maybe I'm Amazed" in Holland. The single took off and so the strange irony of Dutch success and British indifference led to their only album SINFUL SKINFUL which comprised all original material only released on a tiny Dutch label Explosion. You'll have a lot of trouble tracking this one down. Even the CD reissue of it is really hard to find and my only way to get the original album was to get it through an online dealer in (you guessed it) The Netherlands. It was well worth the investment and after stupidly letting it go once I saved it for a permanent residence in my collection. This album is brilliant!
     The Dutch knew a lot about psychedelic, pop, and progressive music with a scene full of exciting bands in the 1960s such as Sandy Coast, After Tea, The Shoes, The Motions, later on Earth And Fire, Shocking Blue, early BZN (actually their first incarnation came about also later around 1971), and a whole host of others. So much great music came out of Holland that together with their old enemies Germany they were the top country in Europe for quality. Also, some British bands not unlike Fickle Pickle fared better in The Netherlands and Germany than they did in England eventually giving up on any hope of British success. Fickle Pickle's one off album and several singles are as British as you can get and that makes me really wonder about just what was wrong with the buying public and record labels in England. However, The Smoke had only had a brief amount of success in Germany and Motherlight had had none anywhere making it not too big a surprise that when they joined forces with Howden from the equally ill fated hard rock band Red Dirt to form Fickle Pickle that it wasn't exactly going to take off in a big way.
      The surprise is this: SINFUL SKINFUL is one of the most musically relevant works ever to be recorded by a band from anywhere for pop psych into glam, melodic prog, and hard rock with nods to the later period of The Move and not just the 1960s one, a sort of premonition of 10cc's genius, and even bands like Slade (just one track, though, Side Two's rocker "Let Me Tell You Something") and Badfinger.  Heavy Beatles influences appear in the harmonies, Macca like lead vocals and melodies, but Fickle Pickle weren't copycats they were the real deal. Miles better than any number of hugely priced other pop psych or progressive albums there is plenty of high spirited fun and variety on their album. From the very Beach Boys/Idle Race/Beatles numbers such as the first track "California Calling," "Sandy" (part 2 of a 2 part suite with the magical title track), "Saturday" (with an impressive nod to The Move), and "Sunshine Pie" to the bagpipe rural rock weirdness of "Only For The Summer" which recalls a heavily drugged Honeybus to progressive psych numbers like the wonderful Small Faces meets Prototype Queen of "Down Smokey Lane" this record is killer from start to finish. Up there with the very best melodic records there are two giant leaps into complete lunacy with the crazy "Doctor Octopus" and the Music Hall gone wrong on purpose mellotron weirdness of "Blown Away." Wil Malone wrote the string arrangement that graces the lovely "Saturday" and he even looked a bit like Move mainman Roy Wood! Move and Beatles comparisons are inevitable, unavoidable, but don't worry about anything derivative or unoriginal as those are two things this album firmly avoids. Instead you get an album's worth of genius level pop psych and progressive power pop right up there with the best like Honeybus, Tin Tin, The Move, The Idle Race, The Left Banke, and the best of early solo McCartney, 10cc, and Queen.
    Why are people so intent on placing the blame of their own shortcomings on whole countries or other asinine stupidities instead of themselves!? I must admit I really do love Germans and I could care less about the fill-in-the-blanks in the past as all could have been prevented and do you think the Germans liked having nearly their entire young population wiped out by an insane dictator? NO. The Dutch can be pissed off to a certain extent, but most of the soldiers were just kids and men who didn't know what the fuck was going on. They would all, like The Dutch, The French, and all the countries that suffered, have rather there be no war at all. If you think that soldiers enjoy being pushed over the edge of reason into the polar opposite of that look out because you are wrong. I try not to fill my time up with depressing miserable thoughts and it can be hard to do, but you can do it. Let go of all nationalism and prejudice and lay back and love the good things like Fickle Pickle's SINFUL SKINFUL.

How The Tages Beat Even The Zombies- STUDIO The Best Pop Psych Song Cycle Of Them All

Well, on a political note we finally did get a concession speech from bastard Mitt Romney and there was no way they could hide from the fact that Obama is again our president- re-elected thank God.
I stayed up really late listening to music last night and soaking in the vibes of a happier, safer future for our country even while my life is being decimated at home. No more on that note. Personal stuff stays private and certainly stays out of blogs.
     -Getting Into The Mood Of Prime Swedish Psych + I Also LOVE ABBA + EUROPE-
    The last album I played at 4 '0 Clock in the morning to close out was the magnificent, wonderful, amazing, and best most perfect record ever for melodic psychedelia STUDIO by The Tages who were Sweden's most successful band in their own country, but who would later make it for a brief time internationally when after constant arguments between the two group leaders Tommy Blom (Lead vocals, composer) and Goran Lagerberg (Lead vocals, backing vocals, bass guitar, main composer) the group split off into the Lagerberg fronted band Blond who scored an international hit with the hard rocker "Six White Horses." This would be huge for Sweden as finally the very talented and musically rich country was on the map. Several years down the road Swedish music was heading firmly towards the progressive sounds of bands as awesome as Panta Rei who I'll have soon, but even those bands owed a great deal to what The Tages and Blond had accomplished. There was a lot of talent in Scandinavia especially Sweden and soon some of the country's biggest stars collectively married each other and formed a supergroup. That band, as we all know is Abba. Abba had been around for about a zillion ages in other groups, but with Benny Andersson and Bjorn Ulvaues joining forces as writers they made it huge worldwide and are still considered by the good people with an open mind to be one of the best pop/progressive bands ever created. Abba followed after Blond for me. I was a huge fan of Blond and still am. Their one record THE LILAC YEARS begs us to ask the question why didn't Blond last for more than one pretty successful (but for the European pressings rare) album? Thankfully, with pop music going down the drain in America Abba got together with a little song called "Waterloo" which was clever as can be and soon became a smash here and everywhere else. Abba get knocked by a lot of people as a "Cute Swedish Pop Group" or summat bullshit like that, but that is WRONG! Abba practically are on the level of classical music and that classical tradition of symphonic influences in Swedish rock goes right back to The Tages and Blond. Songs such as "As Good As New," "Lay All Your Love On Me," "Knowing Me Knowing You," "Dancing Queen," "Waterloo," "Voulez Vous," "S.O.S," and the more experimental ones like "Soldiers" can make me smile and sometimes in the case of the very sad "Soldiers" or the really moving "Thank You For The Music" nearly make me cry . Abba's emotionally powerful songs would later find some very different musicians coming up with music that was led by strong melodies, but this time much harder rock in the form of the also much lambasted, but absolutely amazing band Europe. 
   Europe, the song and heavy guitar/keyboard based pomp hard rock band were formed by Joey Tempest and the best guitar player ever John Norum when the two were only about 15 years old. Their early masterpieces like "In The Future To Come," "Scream Of Anger" (which I kid you not sounds just like Diamond Head)," "Wings Of Tomorrow," "The King Will Return," "Stormwind," and "Lying Eyes" leaned heavily towards a very melodic epic metal sound, but later on pop symphonic influences took over with a worldwide smash in "The Final Countdown." Whilst the song's heavily keyboard oriented sound and Tempest's lavish vocals would lead to more brilliance in the Kee Marcello on guitar era "Superstitious" and "Ready or Not" Europe were making more enemies than friends in the metal press as they rapidly had moved away from heavy metal starting a whole new wave of bands out of Scandinavia based on their success. The metal magazines and really heavy metal fans have always had their head up their ass so I just ignore them. Bands that followed Europe tended to be even less heavy especially in the case of the brilliant Norway band Da Vinci who to me at least are a keyboard pop/rock band with over the top heavy guitar solos. A lot of the bands didn't have Tempest's fluent English, but the music world definitely had become open to successful European bands thanks to the likes of the earlier pop/symphonic rock of Abba and the just as symphonic melodic rock/pomp of Europe. For a time things were really good for heavenly melodic splendor.
    I will stand by Abba and Europe as two of the best of the best bands when it comes to lavishly arranged and performed rock, but it all began for Sweden as it all began for all of Europe/England back in the transitional era from beat to psychedelic rock from beat to Bach as I sometimes say.
                               -The Tages Before STUDIO In Brief-
Before The Tages recorded STUDIO they were a much less powerful force on their albums. Whilst some songs here and there would make enough for half of a great record and would be the original material written by Blom or Lagerberg bad and inept soul covers cluttered up way too many of their earlier albums. The Tages made their recording debut in 1965 and scored an instant Swedish smash with "Sleep Little Girl," but even with their original songs all making it to hit status horrible soul covers made up the majority of their earlier records. Always patchy affairs they had brilliant moments, but the covers had to go out the window or The Tages were not going to get very good as an albums group. The signs of change began showing with such experimental pop psych masterpieces as "Every Raindrop Means A Lot," and some better cover versions on CONTRASTS, but even that album contained two stupid obnoxious soul covers in "Sister's Got A Boyfriend" and "House On Soul Hill." Clearly, if you were looking for a full album to spin and be wowed by that would not happen till STUDIO changed everything.
    It probably had not been the fault of The Tages that their earlier records hadn't enough original material on them as during the beat era most bands in every country relied too heavily on boring cover versions, but their lack of ability to make solid records finally ended in 1967 the same year as CONTRASTS when finally they firmly decided to become an ALBUMS GROUP. The Tages were sick of only making it with hit singles in Sweden. The Beatles comparisons that landed them with a contract with the Swedish and Danish wing of EMI Parlophone finally could be taken seriously when they made up their minds to devote an entire album to original, exciting, and unusually crafted psychedelic/symphonic pop. This would lead us to STUDIO- their last full length album in 1967 and their one start to finish masterstroke. Now, on to that album.
  -STUDIO: The Tages Make The Best Psych Record Of 1967 And One Of The Best Ever-
    STUDIO is the one Tages album that from start to finish is completely awespiring. There are no weak links and no filler tracks on this amazing record which represented an album that was a true album gatefold sleeve and all. With Blom and Lagerberg composing nearly the entire album and no more soul covers this would be the record that would put The Tages at the top of the pop psych heap for me. Even more clever and delicious than ODDESEY AND ORACLE by The Zombies not to mention a whole lot less morbid STUDIO draws on influences from SERGEANT PEPPER and 1967 era Beatles to the baroque pop brilliance of The Left Banke to their very unique own sound which utilized heavy classical and traditional Swedish influences. Sometimes they are as heavy and storming as The Koobas as in the extraordinary "It's My Life" and for much of the album the songs are characterized by strong vocals, inventive harmonies, and beautiful melodic songs that really bring out the Summer Of Love vibe with some very impressive social commentary on the first track "Have You Seen Your Brother Lately." This song deals with poverty i.e "While You're Having Worries With Your Tax Pay/He Is Having Worries How To Get His Food Today," but aside from that line none of the gloom and doom of ODDESEY AND ORACLE which this album blows the lid off of or The Bee Gees amazing, but again too morbid early material hinders the album.
    I thought ODDESEY AND ORACLE was the best album ever recorded for many years and it is a precious piece of work, a really brilliant and inventive record, but somehow it ends up coming a bit short of this one. I would say this is because not all of the songs are as perfect as the best ones and there even is a throwaway in the blood and guts stupid goriness of "Butchers Tale (Western Front 1914)." I don't mean to sound like I'm knocking The Zombies, believe me I love them and I love Argent very much too, but The Zombies AND Argent had one huge problem- completely useless guitar players. Russ Ballard is a great singer and songwriter in Argent, but a worthless guitar player who plays great riffs and nothing solos if any at all. The late Paul Atkinson in The Zombies didn't even write making him completely questionable as to why even have a guitar player in such a group.
   Both The Zombies and Argent relied so heavily on keyboards that it would become monotonous over time. You'd get the big symphonic grandeur of Rod Argent's organ and Colin Blunstone's way tastefully beautifully evocative vocal contributions, but I want my psych with the guitar upfront or at least with some real variety of material. Here's where STUDIO and The Tages wipe the floor with any other psych album that also is a symphonic pop song cycle. There is not only some roaring blasting guitar work in the context of melodic songs, but so much variety on STUDIO that every song tries something a little different. There are the pop classics, short little comedies like "I Left My Shoes At Home" and the imaginative "It's In A Dream" and also there are such psychedelic mind melters as the previously mentioned "It's My Life" and "Seeing With Love." Abrupt tempo changes, ornate string arrangements, strong yet very gentle vocals, and a sense of optimism and fun make this a really wonderful, brilliant album. The Tages did not have a keyboard player and the two guitar instrumentation often brings to mind The Beatles more than The Zombies, but I do hear some of the best of ODDESEY AND ORACLE in here too.
   Some of the songs on STUDIO get pretty out of this world psychedelic such as the very interesting gay/transvestite themed "She's A Man" which was written for them and is one of the earliest songs to deal with homosexuality. There also is a nod to classical experimental psychedelic movie music in the record's instrumental closing epic "The Old Man Wafwer." Both of these songs sound like The Beatles on a heavy acid in the first case and classical meets "Strawberry Fields Forever" in the second case "The Old Man Wafwer" trip. Some other songs are straight upbeat ebullient melodic pop masterpieces like "What's The Time," "Like A Woman," and again a song I mentioned earlier "I Left My Shoes At Home." Blom's "People Without Faces" takes a swipe at conformity in an almost Ray Davies like manner. As you can see STUDIO is an album of SONGS. Eclectic as it may be there are no self indulgences or ego binges on the record with great melodies, beautiful arrangements, some out and out rockers, and a lot of wonderful pop psych to the fore on the whole album. I can think of no other record that tops this one. It represents the best of all pop psych and is the zenith for Scandinavian psych records including ALL SCANDINAVIAN COUNTRIES. Abba would follow this same path of adventurousness and then Europe much later on, but the band that eventually from a slow start went on to be the most brilliant of any group are The Tages and the 1969 one off THE LILAC YEARS by Blond which featured heavier, but just as brilliantly melodic songwriting and performing. Both STUDIO and THE LILAC YEARS go for a lot now and are heavy collectors items, but they are worth every cent of the investment. Psych never sounded as good as it does on STUDIO and you should track it down at your earliest convenience.

The Bastard Sore Loser Republican Rats Destroyed By Obama And Reflecting On The Groovy Rats From Birmingham 1974- A Classic!

Tonight was a very important night. The bastard, infantile, cheap rich Republicans are not surprisingly the sorest losers they can be in this election which meant either the re-election of a gentleman and an honorable person all round who just has to get tougher or what would have brought this country and the world to the lowest ebb in history: if Mitt Romney had been elected. I was very uncertain about Obama's chances to win, but when he pulled off Ohio and then it was soon all over I had a huge sense of relief and the first swelling of joy in my heart in many days. I was so worried. If we got Romney it would have meant the beginning of the end of the world, but now we all can look towards a better future. That is if we prevent the scenario I am about to describe. For a long time I've had a fear of living to see The End Of The World and with all the skullduggery of the Republicans, the ultimate sleazebag asshole Donald Trump screaming for revolution, and the Romney campaign refusing to even grant Obama a concession speech as of now are we headed there? We better watch out. We better get together before we forget the meanings of words like "Brotherhood" and "Togetherness."
       -Past Decline And Fall Or Living The Right Life: The End Of The World And How We Can Avoid It-
It's been written about in a million songs some of them meticulously crafted genius like "Future World" by Pretty Maids, "Brave The Storm" by Shy, and "In The Future To Come" by Europe and often very poorly and gratuitously, but now the question is asked: is the world headed towards its final days? The war in Afghanistan has killed off so much promising young life and yet it still goes on. We are victorious with the re-election of Obama, but we are a firmly divided country- almost like two countries in one. There is the thankfulness and joy of Obama getting a second chance, but there is the fear of what could happen if people lose all sense of reason and how we have to teach our children to despise war and make peace. I am afraid of Nuclear Holocaust, poisoning of the environment, more needless bloodshed in another war, poverty, and the complete destruction of the earth. Will it come in my lifetime? Will I wake up one morning and see no sky just darkness? Sure it sounds corny, but that's a real life fear that we all have to face. We can stop it- it's not too late just yet, but time is running out. America has made the right choice, but still has an awful lot to answer for going back to its very formation. It started to lose all its credibility as soon as it began with the mass genocide against the Native Americans. Now the people who founded our country before the Colonists and taught them to live with the land live and die on reservations in the 21st century. Now we have had so many wars and so much skullduggery and so much more of that to come that I don't see how any country would respect us at all. Politicians are the same everywhere- they lie to us instead of even speaking to us as every word is a lie, but at least Obama represents a truly gentle person and a respectable man. He has not been able to fulfill his promise because this is the most racist country on the planet. The racist bastard Republicans too long have been having their way and not only are they racist need I say they love war and destruction to the point of still believing that it's "Glorious." This is a bad place to be in, but we can make it better. We can believe in Barack Obama and know we made the right choice in choosing a man who stands for all the right things. A polite, intelligent, good, well meaning individual who just needs to be a bit better as a world leader. Thank God for BIG MIRACLES!
To end with politics I've had  a lot on my mind of late and I find that I am happiest when I am dreaming. I also find that my musical taste just gets more and more eclectic, but I'd like to share with you one of my most beloved records by a maverick amazing hard rockin' band from Birmingham. Here's my ruminations on some very potent music from back in 1974 by the "Right Kind Of Rats."               -RATS FIRST is The Rats First And Last, But A Power That Resonates For Eternity-
Formed from the ashes of several local Birmingham bands including the magnificent World Of Oz who included their lead singer Dave "Kubie" Kubinec, The Rats struck gold on their one long player RATS FIRST not in financial terms alas, but in the pantheon of classic hard/prog/psych glam rock this may well be the best record ever made by a one shot obscure group. The record was more distributed in France than in England on really cheap thin vinyl, but my French copy sounds Wonderbar! They were relatively ignored at the time largely because of poor promotion and a small label (Goodear), but The Rats were a band who deserved a lot better chance at success and making it to legendary status then they would do. A quartet of Roddy McKenzie (Lead guitar) Jeff Allen (Drums and ex Steel Mill a real loser of an album! also ex Mouse good but too expensive for what it is!) Peter Kirke (Bass), and Dave "Kubie" Kubinec (vocals) they had a powerful yet very melodic and dark sound that managed to put very disparate musical influences together into a stunning, amazing, wonderful album entitled simply RATS FIRST.
     Packaged in a really tasteful Shoe Polish Box or olde Gramophone advertisement sleeve of  the album and band logo and a very cute black rat the band are a very serious and menacing looking bunch in the inside gatefold black and white picture of them which does not give you any idea at all of how closely linked to glam rock (especially David Bowie and Marc Bolan) gone dark they are in their music. McKenzie's guitar is cutting, precise, often phased, sometimes augmented by lush Baroque harpsichords, and in the more acoustic tracks very atmospheric and tasty with idyllically strummed chords that belie the menace of Kubie's lyrics. Most of the songs on this record are somewhere between the late 1960s popsike of Kubie's World Of Oz and their biggest influences the early Bee Gees and Beatles and the hard rocking menacing glam sound of Bowie or T. Rex jamming with Black Sabbath. Since The Rats came from Birmingham the Sabbath comparisons probably are gonna go without saying. The only songs on the record that do not deal in dark subject matter are the closing tracks of each side "L.A Highway" a great Stones alike rocker on Side One and the upbeat glam/power pop of "Turtle Dove" on Side Two which Bolan would have killed to have written.
   Much of what is on offer here is about death and the metaphysical. About "Where We Go To When We Die." "Oxford Donna" is a powerfully sinister mellow to really menacingly intoned number about the rape and brutal murder of a prostitute whilst a song like "Glad That You're Not Me" deals with the cycle of life from birth through to death. He is born at the beginning with everyone rejoicing his birth and wishing they were him and then at the end he dies with everyone relieved they aren't him. Very sombre. Very dark. "Very Small Child" was first done as a song Kubinec had written back in the early 70s by the worst band ever formed in the history of music Warm Dust (avoid all their disgusting records at all costs) and as a Dave Kubinec solo single, but here it is an outstanding track on the album. An acoustic number like the harpsichord driven "Glad That You're Not Me" this song is all about "Nobody Knows Where We Go When We Die/I Wonder Why/And Though They Can Go To The Moon They Can't Tell Us/Where We Go To When We Die" and then says nobody can answer that question because we are spiritually in starvation. Unlike Black Sabbath who I will state for the one zillionth time were Christian and NOT Satanic there are no Satanic or Occult references at play here.
    Everybody is going to flip after hearing the hard rock tracks on this record. There are plenty of them from the confident rollicking opener "Child He Die" to the gay themed lightheartedness of "Queen" to totally killer almost Jethro Tull (but without the flute) like fare such as can be found on Side Two of the album. Thankfully, instead of noise the guitars are confidently melodic and charging at the same time and the production is sympathetic to the music by not being too clean or too compressed. There are a few albeit scant progressive leanings, but most of this album is somewhere between pop psych and hard Glam rock. There aren't any boogie or blues numbers thankfully- instead The Rats come across as intellectual and intelligent. Whilst the lyrics can be very ominous and so can Kubie's voice and that won't win over the teenybopper glam fans this album has a very wide appeal where hard rock, glam, power pop, and psych collectors should fork out for a copy as soon as they can locate one.  
     Unfortunately, this will not be easy to do. A very rare album RATS FIRST is one of the hardest to track down albums of the entire 70s British underground scene and considering the massive appeal it has it is a shame so few people will get to hear it. An essential record to own for a lot of reasons it is worth all the hard time and possibly the high cost a copy may command. Sadly and strangely, it never has seen a reissue. Rats could have been a huge success in the underground sense, but their firmly intellectual and dark stance and sometimes raunchy approach to some of their material would have made mainstream success impossible. Thus it may not be surprising they never made it. Despite hugely appealing music they also suffered from being around at a time when a lot of British hard rock was being made, but not selling in huge quantities for a lot of acts. They would have made an awesome underground Sweet which is sometimes what I think of, but they didn't ever break through and were only around for about a year. Most of the band members never resurfaced, but Kubinec would try to further his solo career with some equally commercially ill-fated releases one of which looks to be a punk/metal record that would be best avoided, but I've not heard it. To me these guys are as good as or better than any number of praised and hyped records on the market from the golden age of psychedelic and hard rock with much better songs than many more well-known hyped bands of the era. There are the classics that I will always stand by like Czar which I wish I'd kept my original of, Shape Of The Rain which is finally rightfully up there, The Koobas who it goes without saying are a a great one, FAINTLY BLOWING by Kaleidoscope (Far and away their best record and one I'd love an original of), the delightfully zany Fickle Pickle who are almost as unknown as The Rats, and some real great ones coming my way this week I look forward to fully digesting and writing about. I first heard Rats back in 2001 11 years ago. Now we have a better president and he has to really come up tougher than he was in his first four years, but one thing is for sure: neither Obama nor any of us is going to ever know just whether we'll get to Heaven or where we go in the Afterlife so just live for the time that is now and the space that is the moment. Only you can make things better, safer, and happier for you and your mates. Thank Christ Obama can now show us some true good real honesty which the wrong kind of rats, the Republican Party won't even grant him in a massively delayed concession speech! Rock on and live a good life. That's what you do. Fight to the end for the things you believe in. And love The Rats and then finally that's Enough Said.

My Tribute To The Greatest, The Best, The Most Sadly Missed FREDDIE MERCURY, And QUEEN

"Mama Life Had Just Begun/But Now I've Gone And Thrown It All Away" So goes "Bohemian Rhapsody." I guess he was way closer to his Mama than sometimes I am although sometimes I'm very close to her. Songs about how much a boy or a girl hate their parents and want to kill them are stupid, trite, and childish nonsense yet you'll hear the Alice Cooper or AC/DC school of writing getting all the praise and I'm not saying those two write a million songs on that subject I just associate them with that kind of drivel. The best song having to do with obnoxious parents would have to also be a song by Queen written by Brian May, but song by Freddie "Tie Your Mother Down." Right now I'm disillusioned with my dad and in deep mistrust of my mother, but there will always be issues when people have been living with each other for what for me is now 36 years and there are disputes. The best song about never coming to terms with a family member is the most tragic, yet also the most poignant "The Living Years" by Mike And The Mechanics who are one of my favourite bands. Go ahead and knock me for it, bring up the kiddie chorus again- it worked brilliantly. Paul Carrack and the late Paul Young are/were/are two of the best ever which leads me to the topic at hand. The best singer we've ever had who also just so happened to be a genius as a writer was undoubtedly without question Freddie Mercury. It's here my story begins with "Mama Just Killed A Man" and "Bohemian Rhapsody"
       -The First Song I Ever Heard And I Want It To Be My Last: "Bohemian Rhapsody"-
   When I was born in 1976 Queen were at their height of popularity and the first song I ever heard was "Bohemian Rhapsody." I can, now 36 years later, never get enough of that song, never cease my amazement and what Freddie Mercury brought to us with all his heart and all his soul and passion. The line "Mama I Don't Wanna Die/I Sometimes Wish I'd Never Been Born At All" through all my miserable life has been MY LINE. That feeling of not wanting to be dead, but being horrified at your life and your situation. Basically, the song "Bohemian Rhapsody" is a kind of tragic/comical/serious/funny rock opera which is what Freddie Mercury's writing, what his stage presence, what his music is all about. Freddie later wrote the great song "Let Me Entertain You" and that's what he wanted to be- an entertainer. Alas, Freddie was a very tortured and self-lacerating person who deeply hated himself for all his life. I can't understand that. I can't understand how someone who brought so much joy to so many people and who seemed to really have a huge passion and love for what he was doing could have so much self-hatred. "Bohemian Rhapsody" if you listen to it reveals a little bit of what Freddie was suffering from. It's subtle to the point that you may take ages to realize it, but Mercury was essentially saying his life was a monstrosity and a comedy where he wasn't being laughed with he was terrified of being laughed at. Despite the dark nature of the song it is the first song I ever heard, maybe my most loved song ever, and I want it to be the last song I ever hear.
        -Going Back To That Horrible November In 1991: My Hero Died Of AIDS-
        Less than when I listen to Badfinger who now I find it hard to listen to, but still painfully when I hear Queen now it takes me back to when I first was a huge admirer of their music and struggling with my very closeted at that time homosexuality. I had just gotten big into Queen again in the same year that in that horrible November Mercury (born Ferup Bulsara) succumbed to AIDS. My first thought was I wanted to take a knife and carve up Sebastian Bach with it for his disgusting "AIDS Kills Fags Dead" T Shirt and I was feeling the hatred only a true homosexual or anyone who is attacked and then the blow gets worse can feel, but then the violent thoughts turned to sorrow. Here I was listening to early to mid Queen, loving their music, and ever since they'd released INNUENDO their last record I knew something was really wrong. Why were all the songs about death? That's what stuff like "Show Must Go On" is about. Freddie knew he was doomed long before his death. He had been in very poor health and was doing all he could to disguise it, but then he finally admitted it. He was going to die from this horrible illness and the next day he was dead. Now, if I hadn't been so young (I was 15 years old at the time) I would have known that something like "Who Wants To Live Forever" or "One Year Of Love" from even back in the 80s was hinting at the fact that life was fading from Mercury and that he was destroying himself, but the fact that it was AIDS he died from made me painfully aware of the illness. I was so scared, scared shitless, that I would hide my true identity and homosexuality for years afterwards. I never will be promiscuous and I can't help but feel that in some ways Freddie Mercury's rampant self-destructive and sexual urges brought him to his doom. In his most famous interview which he gave during the 1980s it is so sad, so hard to watch this genius, this hugely talented wonderful person be so down about himself, so self-mocking in a way that is anything but funny. I really had trouble going to school the day Freddie died. I was in a horrible place where education had flown out the window for hatred of children and I just couldn't handle it. I don't think I hardly said a thing the whole day. I still get horribly sad listening to someone who is no longer with us, but no one was a more devastating loss than Freddie Mercury. Thank God his music will live on forever. We all love you and we lost our soul the day we lost your life. Now only your music gives that fullness and richness of life back to us.
                      -Queen As Brief A Rave As I Can Make It For The Best Band Ever-
      Queen were/are the most intelligent, sophisticated, exciting, brilliant, extravagantly passionate band ever formed. Formed at The Royal College Of London they had way higher IQ levels than the losers and idiots who are Pink Floyd and if you want to dispute that it was Brian May who went on to a PHD in Astro Physics or something of the sort and most certainly NOT Roger Waters or David Gilmour. Queen came together in the line up that we know and love around late 1970 early 1971, but they would wait till 1973 before launching their first album and starting from the bottom to climb up. The first Queen record self titled doesn't impress me anywhere near as much as what would follow it. The ingredients are there, but Mercury's needlessly morbid "My Fairy King" or the boring heavy metal noise fest of "Son And Daughter" are downright nothing compared to the good stuff on the album of which there are several real standouts. My favourite song has always been "Liar" because it is the heaviest thing Queen ever did and sounds like Queen meets Led Zeppelin. Already the epic tendencies were flowing over with the shockingly dramatic "Great King Rat." Queen were never a glam rock band they were always far from that. As QUEEN II would prove Queen are heavy/progressive art rock with strong melodic pop brilliance thrown in. In the beginning their music was very much at its heaviest and hardest, but there was something very different going on. Unlike the boring macho posturings of later iconic metal singers like Bruce Dickinson Freddie Mercury had a lightness of touch, a subtle kind of soft/hard shading to his voice and his lyrical input which were at a stark contrast to his running around the stage with long black hair, black nail polish, and completely free and easy abandon. By QUEEN II Queen had gone from a band with some good ideas and some bad ones to practically flawless. Now how many other bands can do that? None. Are there any other hard/prog albums with pop know how that are as brilliant, as perfect, as exciting, and as rewarding as QUEEN II, the killer song "Killer Queen," the amazing 3rd record SHEER HEART ATTACT and all that would follow it in their 70s output? No. Queen I describe as "The Beatles Of The 70s" and maybe even that praise isn't praiseworthy enough. The 70s were a decade firmly in my mind owned by two bands for successful bands- Queen and a lot of what Yes would record. Both bands had the two most unique voices and lyricists/composers in rock Queen Freddie and Yes Jon Anderson. When Jon Anderson nearly died it was terrible. Thank Christ he came back from 3 close brushes with death and serious health issues. I've seen Anderson live twice. A great show both times. I saw perhaps the most underrated singer, although I'll admit he's really great at pop and not much of an out 'n out rocker, Colin Blunstone once, but my biggest regret is never getting to see Freddie Mercury when Queen were at the peak of their powers. I, however, saw a Queen tribute band two years ago right here in Princeton where the guy could sing almost as good as Freddie and it was both a joyful evening and heartbreaking as he included in his show a song that told more about Freddie than anything else and was released after he died: "Too Much Love Will Kill You." It was quite an emotional experience.
    Always great performers, by 1980 Queen had sadly run their course as an albums band. Maybe they'd had too high a peak with killer record after killer record, but their biggest flaw was to try and keep up with the changing times. Soon the most formless side of pop would come up with such banal and trite throwaway rubbish as "Don't Try Suicide" and "Body Language," but they still had a lot of great songs! "Hammer To Fall" is awesome. So is "One Vision," Mercury's solo shot "I Was Born To Love You," "Play The Game" which is just a wonderful slice of power pop, "The Miracle," "I Want It All," "Save Me," and many others including the previously mentioned sad as can be "One Year Of Love" and the funny kitschy David Bowie duet "Under Pressure," but Queen were no longer making great records. With most bands this really would have hurt them, but with Queen they had been so incredibly gifted and brilliant for the whole of the 1970s that it didn't matter at all.
   If you wanted an albums band there was Magnum- a band who showed strong influences of David Bowie, Yes, early Genesis, and especiall Queen before their more hard rock/pop rock AOR period where instead of falling flat on their face they were great. Queen inspired a lot of bands. A lot of the entire 80s metal/hard rock/power pop owed a whole lot more than its fair share to what Queen had accomplished.You even had a band who though as far from Queen musically as can be (they were at best a great Canadian melodic/hair metal/glam hard rock band) called themselves Brighton Rock most certainly I would guess because of the awesome Queen song. A band who spring to mind as the most creative band of the 80s vocally and arrangement wise and who showed some heavy Queen influences in their harmonies is Austria's best kept secret Opus.
People weren't just jealous of somebody as talented as Freddie, they were afraid of him. When the sickening Kansas opened for Queen it led to their stupid and talentless leader Steve Walsh gay bashing and Queen bashing not just because Queen blew them off the stage. Freddie's talent was always staggering, but so was what he stood for- "I'm Gay And Too Bad If You Hate It." This was at a time when homosexuality was still against the law in England and people's awareness of it and what it really means were at a pretty dismal low.
    An out of the closet homosexual is always going to have a hard time of it, but for Freddie Mercury it was even harder than it was for Rob Halford. Halford could get by without hating himself or going into fits of perfectionist-at-play-this-just-isn't-good-enough, but success had destroyed Freddie. A very private man and an outcast from birth considering his often persecuted Parsi birth and upbringing (The Parsis are a rare tribe who don't exist in large numbers and Freddie was born in Madagascar), Freddie couldn't handle success. Excessive sex binges were his woeful remedy and his death. The bigger Queen got the more Freddie hated being a pop star. He never had wanted that. In fact no one in Queen had wanted that. They had been all about the music from the start and to be one of the highest selling bands and a living legend back in the 1980s was a horrible amount of pressure on them.
     Queen hit their peak with A NIGHT AT THE OPERA to me. This album included wonderful songs from Brian May in the sentimental pop rock of "39" which dealt with WW2 in a space age fantasy, John Deacon who coined the lovingly sung by Freddie brilliance of "You're My Best Friend," and Brian May wrote the apocalyptic heavy metal opera of 'The Prophet's Song." Roger Taylor sang and contributed the quirky hard rocker "I'm In Love With My Car." Still, the lion's share of the material went to Freddie whether it was the ultimate put down/hate song "Death On Two Legs," the Music Hall inspired carefree pop of "Seaside Rendezvous" and "Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon," or his epic creative genius on "Bohemian Rhapsody." Mercury and Queen now went from a popular attraction to #1 multi-platinum status. Any other band probably would have cracked under the pressure of having made such a brilliant record, but Queen would do it again 3 more times. A DAY AT THE RACES isn't quite as exquisite as A NIGHT AT THE OPERA, but it's still one of the best records ever made and many of Queen's most brilliant songs that get overlooked such as "The Millionaire Waltz," "Long Away," and "You Take My Breath Away" are on this album. Then NEWS OF THE WORLD was Irony Of The World. Freddie Mercury wrote the two ultimate sports anthems as gay anthems! Now homophobes are stupid, but their chest beating while Freddie is positively out with his homosexuality in "We Are The Champions" and "We Will Rock You" is enough for me to break out into fits of laughter at them. NEWS OF THE WORLD is a really great one and it seemed when they made their last masterpiece JAZZ that there was no stopping them. And you know what, there still is no stopping them even with the tragic life and even more tragic fate of Freddie Mercury. He died without the love of true friends and never found true love in his life. That is the saddest part of all, but I will always love him and cherish him like he was my brother, like I actually knew him and there is definitely a feeling of intimacy when I listen to Queen and Freddie's music. Queen rock on! Be Gay! Be Proud Of It Too! It's The Good things that last and the bad things that are all gonna die.

A HUGE STORM, THEN BAD TIMES AND NOW MY TAKE ON THIS ODD LITTLE BAND CALLED WOLF FROM ENGLAND 1984

My life as a record freak has not improved, in fact it's worsened. No sooner are we through a horrific storm that has devastated the entire state of New Jersey then a personality clash over records again has come up and honestly I don't blame my mother for being a bit perturbed at the whole thing, but as usual she overreacted yesterday. When I'm not getting along with someone the best thing to do is just keep yourself out of their way. There is no use in making a bad situation worse. That's what I tell myself. Forget about people who you get angry at. If you momentarily or permanently can't get on with someone just leave them be and get on with what you dig. Put some good music on, relax. Don't freak out.
                          -Power And Light Come Back On With Renia-
    As you may well know there was a terrible hurricane this past week and it led to serious, horrific damage to the East Coast and scarily my home state of New Jersey. Parts of the state, mainly the coastline, are destroyed and it seems unlikely they ever can be fully rebuilt. When the power was off and it was freezing for over two days I just slept and dreamed peacefully of the past. I woke up in the night, I believe on Wednesday night, and the power was back on and joy and delight filled my heart. I must tell you that the first record I played to celebrate is Renia's sole contribution to the world of melodic progressive/softer hard rock as I call it FIRST OFFENDERS and this album has gone from firmly loved to one of the best records ever made. Hearing the album in such a lovely mood was a real blessing to me. Kenny Stewart for once sings fantastically and not excessively for a whole album very much like Steve Winwood and Paul Rodgers without going into his later blatantly poor Robert Plant emulations in the later stages of his second band the vastly inferior Dirty Tricks. Malcolm and Peter Sutherland do most of the songwriting which is filled with superb harmonies, great melodies, and very memorable hook laden melodic rock songs. In 1973 the two best melodic British rock masterpieces were made- Fable's one record and this album by Renia. While there are definite progressive leanings I would say that like Fable this is a bit progressive, but less so than just straight up strong melodic British rock. I'd say both bands are similar with killer melodies and a bright cheerful atmosphere to most of the album, but the keyboard sound is more extensive in Renia with organ, electric piano, piano, and on the track "Shelter" some great mellotron. The liner notes rave about the band and I guess we'll all just wonder what could have happened for them if they hadn't been so short lived. The time span of a lot of bands back then was very short. Really, you'd be lucky to get a second record out of most bands in the early 70s. In the 1960s there were one-offs, but it seems that even in the earlier half of the 70s the business was becoming brutal. Renia play and sing like seasoned professionals and every track here is amazing. Particularly noteworthy are "Friend Out On The Road," "Breakneck," "Cowboy's Dream," the previously mentioned "Shelter," and the sassy sexy dirty rock closer "Mighty Queen" which reminds me of Free if they were less slovenly. So you can see that I've named a lot of bands and influences that would crop up later in Dirty Tricks, but at that point after the first album Kenny Stewart wasn't such a good writer and his vocals had left behind the relaxed and tastefully done melodic splendor of Renia for a lot of screaming and Dirty Tricks were just another band. Renia most certainly were not just another band and deserve more of your attention.
          -Strange Sounds From 1966 To 1970 In 1984 Wolf On the EDGE OF THE WORLD-
    I've found myself, whilst waiting for some great records to come in what has been the most nightmarish deal ever for me (and firmly the last...) going back to old favourites like Queen and it was last night that I pulled out this strange little record by a band from Cheshire (I believe, but don't quote me on it) England (that part I know for sure!) called Wolf and was again mesmerized by it. What the fuck was the drug or elixir or the influences that led to such a strange record!? Was the New Wave Of British Heavy Metal begun in 1966!? I swear I hear influences going back that far on this album called EDGE OF THE WORLD and every time I hear "A Soul For The Devil" I think of 60s garage taken to somewhere really bizarre, really unsettling. If you want your metal heavy metal avoid this record cos you won't be strong enough to take it and you'll be too narrow minded to even listen. As soon as you hear the opening bars of the first track which incidentally is the title track you'll know this is not a heavy metal record. Don't get me wrong, Wolf can get pretty hard rocking, but they keep going back to the strange melodic sound they have and Chris English's vocals are for most of the album about as soft as a whisper. He never goes over the top, but he does get across and sounds very appealing. He has a soft voice, a voice that is not huge in range, but is very different and very distinctive. On "Heaven Will Rock 'N Roll" he sounds like Brian Connolly the late lamented great from The Sweet under heavy sedation and I'm reminded of a band you'll have to look for later on when I dig their record out called Fairfield Ski who never made it to pressing stage even. Instead they were put out in a low class hack job by one of the worst record dealers who thankfully is long gone and who had the nerve to change their name to Fairfield "Sky."
    The cover and everything about Wolf's EDGE OF THE WORLD visually is metal. The label is that strange Belgian monstrosity that brought us some real winners Mausoleum, but unlike most of the bands on Mausoleum who at least kept up with the times even if they were good hard rock and not the label's throwaway bad heavy metal of which it had way too much Wolf don't try to keep up with anything. The line up that made the record is Chris English (Vocals) Simon Sparkes (Lead guitar) Bill Keir (Guitar/keyboards) Stewart Richardson (Bass) and Mike Thorburn (drums). You get some of the weirdest keyboard sounds on this album like something between a synth and a farfisa organ and God knows why, but these guys seem to have a real affection for older music forms. The closest you get to 1984 is "Edge Of The World" or "Shock Treatment" and that doesn't even come close to sounding like music did then.
     Formerly known as Black Axe I am not meaning to make Wolf sound dated, not up to the current music, or derivative in fact they are none of the above. This record is a really strong record, but it's a record that is more likely to appeal to someone like me than someone who wants heavy, heavy, heavy metal. I don't hear much metal at all here. The guitars sometimes get pretty hard hitting, but hard hitting in a watered down early Black Sabbath kind of a way while if there is any metal band you can compare these guys with it would be a more low key sounding Sabbath. The songs are neither fast nor slow instead the pace is sometimes doomy slow mainly mid paced. The guitar playing of Sparkes and Keir is really really good and the rhythm section is really good too. Lyrically Wolf are again something a bit strange. Are they occultists or Christians? One cannot tell. First they go off on some thing about The Bible in "Shock Treatment" that could be taken either way and lead in both cases to confusion and then the strangest, most otherworldly of lyrics and songs closes Side One- "A Soul For The Devil." It has a creepy, eerie, dark and unsettling menace to it that instead of metal menace is all the kind of creepiness heard in some of the cruder psychedelic/garage mid 60s groups. Chris English's vocals are distant and tortured while some really frightening effects are created through a few Iommi like guitar chords and freaky sounding keyboards. The lyrics sound like somebody in the 60s who took that trip you never want to take and was coming down from it in a haze of confusion. Yeah, this is one strange band! I don't know who I would compare Wolf with except that I would compare them with no one. They look somewhat older than most fresh faced New Wave Of British Heavy Metallers so who knows what the story is behind this album and this band. I have stopped trying to contact members of bands and artists I listen to because of a very sad reason- the further on time goes the more horrible the chance is that you try to reach somebody and they are no longer with us. The death toll is horrendous, and we don't even know about half of them. Wolf don't sound hard living, but they look it. They look pretty scary with really intense gazes in that black and white back cover.
    I have my favourites here and some of the best Neo 60s meets hard rock you'll ever run into if that is your thing would definitely be on this album. As I have stated if you like your heavy metal don't buy this album- you won't get it at all. If you are more interested in hard rock, melodic hard rock, garage, psych, and beat music then by all means don't let the cover scare you- scour every store you respect if any for it and be delighted by it. I didn't know anything about this band when I got the record off my most hated record dealer in the world. It was a chance I took and for me as someone who hates noise-is-us heavy metal I was really knocked out. This is some seriously impressive creepy melodic stuff. It isn't as frightening as Black Sabbath, but it definitely has those dark heaven and hell and purgatory images on it we've come to associate with prime English underground rock. Thing is, though, there is nothing underground about much of EDGE OF THE WORLD. The sound is clear, crisp, and pure. A song like "Medicine Man" which is about healing powers is just the most perfect closing track for an album of carefully played and constructed melodic hard rock with the accent on a lot of very earlier influences. There's nothing else quite like Wolf and that they are forgotten now isn't surprising, but it is sad. You'll often hear me go into rages about how a band was in the right place and the right time and got fucked over. Well, sorry to be so blatant about it, Wolf, you guys were in the wrong place at the wrong time! There could have been a better marketing scheme, to not follow the path of metal at all and go for a whole different image, but who knows what was going on behind the scenes with Wolf. Their album is a really cool one. Its unsettling, but so too are some songs by even the most innocent of the 1960s bands they remind me of. Good stuff for sure and definitely recommended listening.
      Put out your problems. Stay away from your hang ups. Keep yourself intact and if people give you shit just ignore them. They aren't worth any attention whatsoever.

For All My Fellow Record Addicts And Me- Life Can Be Hell!

I never knew how engrossed I would become with record deals when I first started out. It was merely a hobby I had that I did from time to time and although I was always passionate about it there were about a million other things going on in my life and I also wasn't spending crazy money on records like I am now. When I add up a whole bunch of records now in a deal that will cost me thousands of dollars in total I know that I've gone firmly into addiction.
   Certain things trigger the need for more and with the latest Most-I'll-Ever-Spend-In-My-Life-28 Good/Decent-Records-Have-To-Go-For-Great-Ones (and it turns out to be closer to 100 that are going! Christ!) it was the completely uncalled for behavior of a dealer I spent a ridiculous amount of money with who was crazy  enough to scream at me over the phone after not answering calls or emails repeatedly "Go Fuck Yourself!" "Don't Fucking Call Me!" and worst of them all "I'll Kill You If You Call Here Again!" He really pissed me off as you can imagine and poisoned all the records I got from him leaving me none that I'm keeping. Then a friend who I had a dispute with politically turns out to be the polar opposite of this unnamed maniac and he has much better records and a much better discount policy. For instance he is willing to make huge discounts and do all he can to help me. My good friend, unlike this idiot, suffers serious life-threatening health issues (throat cancer) and I've known him for six years. We've had our ups and downs, but never a fight. The same unsaid record dealer who I will never buy from again also sent me the nastiest most vicious and hate filled email anyone has ever had the nerve to send after the "I'll Kill You If You Call Here Again!" screaming at me over the phone like a 6 year old. He also, as I said, neglected emailing me and then when I went out to his house for the last time tried to con me into spending even more money with him!
   Numbers like the kind that I'm into now, huge big ticket records, these would have been inconceivable for me just a while ago, but now I have a source who pays me incredible money for my records and who is willing, if I send him his records tomorrow, to pay me another ludicrous amount I hope. He can be hard to deal with occasionally, but that is more just convincing him sometimes when he's not quite sure and becomes a bit of a pain. However, after a horrible falling out with him quite some time ago we patched everything up after a month and he is a really good person overall. He has the appearance of a big human Grizzly bear, but a great heart and the disposition of a very kind person most of the time. Sometimes he can be horrible, but the main problem are his coworkers.
    I don't know how I ever went this far and I'm sure no other record addicts know either. You end up going out of your mind, completely going mad for the need of something there were hardly any pressed of, but the music is brilliant. And how many records do you suppose are out there worthy of spending insane money on? Thousands. I have some albums I won't part with and then I have albums where if need be though it would break my heart for a brief period I will part with them. But there are those I won't part with ever. I definitely have my records I won't let anyone have, but funny as it may seem some of my favourite music doesn't go for insane money it just is hard to track down. When I put together my Molotov Cocktail of Eclecticism-Is-Me I didn't know what the fuck I was going to get into. On one hand I have mega rarities and then I have AOR records. I love bands like Alias, Treat, Shy, Alien, Alliance (the 80s group who only managed the one masterpiece reviewed here some time back), Lionheart (the 80s band not the new hardcore metal bullshit band), GTR, Skagarack bands that are hard to find, but really are great and not much money at all. Bar Alias who had a huge hit with "More Than Words Can Say" just a year before rock was killed off by grunge and alternative ugly rubbish and "New Heavy Metal" and GTR who largely thanks to Max Bacon's as-always wonderful vocals most of these bands never went anywhere outside of Europe or England. In fact, Shy never even made it in their native England. It must be Hellish to be a musician sometimes. Now imagine bands from the 60s and 70s whose albums command huge money who never even got paid anything at all for their hard work and brilliance- it must be a really backhanded way of getting a huge compliment. Ages later you're worthy of huge adulation when at the time no one paid any attention to you. Who knows how few copies sold of their albums and how badly they were cheated out of what could have been huge success. In my heart I've gone this far because I really care about getting amazing music, but also because I feel so much sympathy for the bands that never went to the lengths and pillars of success they should have gone to.
      My earliest days of collecting I didn't even know I was collecting. I was a stalwart constant to the 99 cent bin at the Princeton Record Exchange when I was 12/13/14 and my favourite music was always in there, always cheap because I hardly knew or even was daring enough to buy the obscure bands. On occasion I'd get into a really obscure band, but not as many as bands that were still doing pretty good for themselves. I bought bands who would turn obscure, but who were all the talk in hard rock/AOR/metal at the time. For instance some early big great huge amazing bands for me were and always will be UFO who are Godlike, Angel once the prices settled down on their stuff (Remember in the 80s Angel were BIG with collectors), Journey, Black Sabbath, Deep Purple (OK I'm not so keen on them now!), Aerosmith, Saxon, Scorpions, David Bowie (who I did have to spend a little bit more for, but not much), Ronnie James Dio (you're very sadly missed Ronnie) you name it I was into classic rock before it was classic rock! Nowadays all these bands considered "Classic Rock" or "Classic Metal" were in other genres. When I think of how the wording, how the whole collecting world has altered and gone crazy, no wonder we're all a bunch of nutcases now running up and down all around trying to score something that gives us that sound of both the cheap and the expensive of when music was made for one thing- the sake of making music. A band like Grail who I'm willing to spend a huge, insane amount on couldn't and can't be categorized. Sure Rod Stewart produced them, but Rod The Mod knew nothing about how to produce a band who run the gamut from proto psychedelic Metal to sitar moody folk psych to pure pop on one or two tracks. Doomed to failure from the go Grail met with no sales and no interest. I bet they feel happy and very very mournful at the same time that they are a huge collectible. I'm sure they are more mournful over the death of their charismatic lead vocalist/autoharp player Chris Williams.
    A band like UFO made it about as far as a cult band can go. The fact that they are still around, still touring, that Phil Mogg doesn't care if he's going bald and doesn't have his old looks he just cares about that unique down-to-earth great voice of his must be a huge relief when you are pushing 60 and people still love your music. I got huge into the previously mentioned Scorpions, Aerosmith, bands that are and were and will always be legends. One of my favourites was Dokken- still a band who people remember. These were formative influences, but that damned O Band record showed up and the cat was out of the bag (I Love Worship Cats.) I wasn't spending huge money yet, but I heard about all the bands that were fetching a fortune. I got curious.
    Really, my parents are to blame for leaving all those old 1960s Rolling Stone magazines in my sight and I looked at the adds for obscure bands with the first taste of addiction coming in. Also, my mother and father raised me with brilliant taste. They knew a good band from a bad one. There is hardly anything we differ on and usually they'll love my music. They got to be there for the 1960s- all the good and all the bad of it. I was obsessed with Rolling Stone advertisements. Also there were books like Terry Hounsome's New Rock Record, the wonderfully wicked International Encyclopedia Of Hard Rock And Heavy Metal (which included many non-metal bands), Album Cover Art, the Harmony Rock series and it all was going to lead up over the years to me wanting to gain more knowledge than even these books and writers had and to go that one step further. I took one step further into complete madness.
    When I used to collect I couldn't spend the huge amounts that steadily went up further and further into craziness, but mail order catalogs were also a huge education for me and believe me they were really a double-edged sword when it came to who you might be dealing with.  The problem has always been that once you get into the ultra rare you get crazy people who have stuff. In hindsight I never would have dealt with any of these crazy people and even not my most recent falling out with another nasty nasty horrible person. The worst mail order dealers would be extortionate, would make threats at you, would really take you for a ride, and would overgrade to a ludicrous degree and not take the records back. I had some particularly bad experiences where threats were made against me and/or I was being pulled around like crazy, having the records sent 4th class mail, getting cheated on the prices of things- really bad experiences I'll never forget and even some recent horrible experiences like the one I've told you about. This all sounds very doom and gloom now and I don't intend for it to. There are wonderful people to deal with who have been my friends and who have also led me down this path to complete craziness, but I don't mind. I'd love to talk to a certain Paul Major again because Paul was such a good friend to me. Paul helped me out a great deal. He praised my art, he praised me. When his friend and our really good friend Michael Piper who was for the most part a really wonderful person died it was really horrendous, I still haven't gotten over it. So sad. Paul is still with us and is married to Michael's sister. My friend with health issues was one of the first big dealers and there are a scant few other really good friends like my Pennsylvanian mate Jerome Tomko who is better to talk to than deal with sometimes, but a really solid mate.
    I wish there were Record Addicts Anonymous or something. I'd be there with the best of them and the worst of them. We'd all relate our stories, tell how we completely got into this crazy syndrome and couldn't stop it. I suffer seriously from Record Madness and much of the time it is no fun. When you're dying to have something and you run into a million obstacles it can really be dreadful. You want something really bad and you don't get it or you do get it and there's a problem or else you get it and it's not as great as you thought it would be. Now I can research things. I can get a rough idea how something might sound. Back in the days of mail order and before the internet you could only buy blind. Thank God that has changed! I'll never forget "hype." Now it isn't hype that drives me to destruction it's usually youtube, the old I've-Wanted-This-So-Long-As-An-Original mess and believe me I tell you no falsehood when I say an original sounds a Helluva lot better than a reissue. A reissue is never going to have the magic of an original. That said, you better spin that reissue a few times before you fork out. I'd fork out for records as awesome as Fantasy's PAINT A PICTURE, Pussy, The Open Mind, but those are over $1500 valued now! I wish I could recover. Not repeat all the mistakes I make and just move on. I didn't ask to be addicted I asked to be a music lover. I guess the two go hand in hand with each other. You get to a certain point and you're addicted, you're fucked, you're damned to a life of record madness. It's a better thing than drugs, but as we all know no addiction is good. I need to somehow break it. To see it more clearly, more of a mind of what's going to happen if you can't stop, but that is so much easier said than done. It's very hard, and it can be Hellish, but at least one thing is true- you almost always do get something really good out of it. The last deal however, still up in the air and not knowing if it will happen but praying that it will, has been such a nightmare and so much pain and loss of masterpieces that I will never do this again. I've said it before and now I have to stick to that strength of learning my hard lesson.
Till my next blog wish me luck and a recovery. I could use it!

There Is No Such Thing As "Krautrock:" Cobraa, Epitaph, Early Kin Ping Meh- And More How The Germans Demolished The Americans

I hate the term "Krautrock" with a passion. What if they called our bands "Yankrock?" There is "Brit Rock" and "Brit Psych" and "Brit Prog" which are nearly as insulting, but nothing for the macho patriotic chest beating Americans. If they called all our bands of the 60s and 70s and on "Yankrock" or something insulting like that I'm sure we wouldn't be too pleased. I certainly wouldn't dig it if The Left Banke got put in the same category as something as horrendously overrated and dire as Wizards From Kansas, but I guess that word "Psych" is our way of a double edged sword, but you'd never find The Left Banke in there with Wizards From Kansas. Do you get my point!?
                 -The Rise And Fall Of Hitler And That Damned Little War-   
 Germany got into a financial crisis thanks to The Treaty Of Versailles and that led to economic depression- severe economic depression. A little Jewish guy who hated Jews and was a lousy failed artist assembled a party of brainwashed, very misguided twisted people and made the Germans a whole lot of promises. He was good at propaganda and speeches and public events he staged. I think you know who rose to power and who I'm talking about: Adolf Hitler. Hitler had no redeeming qualities whatsoever, he just made a lot of promises. When you are as down as Germany was then and somebody feeds you a lot about how you're going to be The Master Race and all that you'll probably be desperate enough to buy it. Then you'll really regret that you even gave the little nothing any kind of attention at all once a war starts. Now, just like any war, but more so than any war World War 2 is very complicated. There are never any clear sides that can be all good and never any sides/nations that can be all bad. What America did during, before, and after the war was to label all Germans bad, demean them, insult them, and England is guilty too of holding a whole lot of things against the German Army and the German people most of which they didn't even do. Also, when Germany started to really rise from literally ashes the Yanks panicked and so did The British.
                    -Germany Is On The Rise And Teutonic Rock Is Born, Then It Thrives-
 Nobody likes to be on the losing side of a coin and while we went into what would be a steady long decline they ended up doing a Hell of a lot better than the rest of much of the Western World. When Germany started producing its own bands most of the guys had grown up right after the end of WW2. Many German bands developed a distinctly "Teutonic" sound and in the case of quite a few of them classical, German Folk, Vaudeville, and British rock influences came into play with the groups also writing songs that had a very European sound- not like the Americans. While there are quite a few German bands who I find so pretentiously cosmic and dithering that I hate them German Rock- Teutonic Rock as I call it just may be my favourite music. I love British bands when they are good and I don't like the word "Brit" used in regard to anything to do with England, but keep in mind the similarity- the Yanks were scared of another invasion. We're such wimps we couldn't even handle Canadian bands having success in this country. England was the most determined to bash down the walls and make some noise here, but what really is the truth is that aside from very British influenced bands and a few lucky accidents which led to some great, brilliant American music when we went dormant as a coma in the early 70s Germany took over and outdid anything we'd ever done practically. I've talked many times with Bill "Pennies" Paquin, a long lasting really good friend, and he says always the same thing "The Germans Outdid The Americans." He's right.
           -America Loses All Musical Semblance While Germany Turns Into The Best-
 There was your occasional masterpiece coming out of the states- usually something as financially low valued/underrated as Wadsworth Mansion which sounded American, but after hearing Wizards From Kansas again my was the point driven home. We pretty much sucked out, man! That record is HORRIBLE. Songs? There are no songs Vocals? You call a lot of inbred Midwestern chest beating macho howling vocals and I say you must be mad as a hatter! Music? If formless jams are your thing that aren't brilliant well thought out jams like Kak or Quicksilver Messenger Service then you're tone deaf like the band I'm describing. I readily admit that a band like The Chocolate Watchband especially on their highly under-appreciated ONE STEP BEYOND really can sing, that Kak made a masterpiece, that there are some great, great bands out of America, but for every 5 great bands you get 25 to 30 that just plain suck. Back in high school I was already into some of the German bands and many, many happy memories come back listening to a band as awesome and killer as Epitaph, but purely by accident, just by chance and patience over the last maybe 8 years or so more and more I've been into Teutonic Rock as I call it in a very huge kind of way. Getting into the early stuff by Kin Ping Meh whose name means "The Plum Of Wisdom" or summat, an album as creatively exciting as their No2 and parts of the first that I heard in passing (but it isn't quite as good- sometimes straying towards pedestrian hard proto Metal rock), getting big into Frame and playing their album continuously, my constant going backs just in the last week to relish the pleasures of the magnificent Midnight Circus, my mind is clearly made up by now.
      -The Underrated Period With Imports Held In Contempt Is Long Gone- Imports Rule!-
  If you see my collection its nearly all imports. Most of them are from the United Kingdom and Germany, and since my taste is that which selects out only the best of everything in every area I could rest my case here, but I feel like going on. German, Northern European, British, and Canadian bands may be scorned by the American collectors, but they don't know a damned thing about music and are a really stupid lot. I was on about imports before they were collected at huge sums. I always got slapped in the face by over-patriotic narrow minded dealers like a certain ignoramus in Connecticut who always had his head up his ass, but I got to be the one who was right and they stand as people who were seriously wrong. I saw it coming because one thing you've got to remember is you'll see the rare imports less if some of them you'll see at all. It took me bloody ages to get some of the things in my collection. I'm not intending this as a rant against the Americans and our bands, but we just are too ignorant, too as I said narrow minded. If you come from a different culture for me you have something over us right there, but I hate it when I'm in England and people start mocking me as soon as they hear my accent which mind you isn't that strong. I tended always to be jovial about it, but there's only so much I can put up with before all of it becomes irritating.
    Germans, as I've experienced, are oftentimes much more reserved at the start of a conversation than after the conversing is well underway. They still are afraid we'll say or do something horrible to them. That's not right. Your average German even at the height of WW2 wasn't a bad person at all. Your average German come the hard lessons learned from that horrible time in history and during the best period of German rock in the 70s is absolutely brilliant. I like my music to have some cultural significance and since I hear every word of a song the lyrics better not be obnoxious, stupid, or trite and if they are I better be laughing not in horrible shock at how bad they are. No band writes worse lyrics than Iron Maiden or Kansas.
     Kansas were a bunch of cynical and nasty (mainly Steve Walsh) rednecks from the sticks who had no talent except marketing talent and took advantage of the popularity of hard rock and progressive rock and gave us a very watered down version of it with the added problem of histrionic vocals courtesy of Steve Walsh. When Journey got lucky enough to have Steve Perry American rock got going again to a certain extent because here finally was a hugely talented, brilliant, amazing singer who also could write some pretty good lyrics and great songs. However, Germany had done a number on us before we could do one on them which was really just to have more AOR than true metal and Germany having disgusting bands like Helloween. Most Germans know better and a band like them would do best as an export into the States for beer guzzling metal heads who never knew good music. Accept, now them I have mixed feelings about their early stuff. Of course Udo Dirschneider's voice is grating, but it was unique and even fun then. I like stuff like "Fast As A Shark." It makes me smile.
     -How The World Needs Help Not Just Musically And Hard Lessons Need Be Learned-
  
What happened to music everywhere the further it went on is unfortunately a universal tragedy. Business, image over art, and greed took over and in the 1990s things hit a brick wall. That's when collecting relics, music forms that were no longer seen as "cool" to idiots became key for me and key for the friends I had. We all loved the 1960s and 1970s. I was wearing outlandish clothes to high school which had reached a height of scandalous by the end of my time there what with my frilly Mod yellow shirt, my buckskin jackets, and my overall appearance as a long haired freak/hippy/Mod. I was big into shock value then, but most of the music even though not all of it that I listened to then still sounds fucking great and if it doesn't, if it sounds horrible to me now, I learned something from it. The 90s were a horrible time to be alive. It was really a very hostile, violent, and bloody period in the world and the beginning of the decay which has gotten scarier and scarier as we go on. I don't believe in war so I don't believe in war mongering non-music. I believe in soldiers, but that's different. Now I just need to get away from the present in the political sense. If I surround myself with enough wonderful food and brilliant music then I'm perfectly happy, but I'm not perfectly happy about the present economic dire straits, the prospect of Romney weaseling into the White House, the decline and destruction of England. When I talk to British soldiers on the phone they aren't happy anymore with their country. That must be a really bad feeling. To get back to this whole German thing how can you not have sympathy for a whole generation of boys/men who were told a lot of ideological lies and then went to the front and saw how gruesome it was- that their cause was a horrible one and they just had to survive and pray for peace? Kids as young as 16 went to the frontlines and were slaughtered. 12 million Germans and 12 million Russians died in the siege of Stalingrad including civilians. England and Germany bombed each other to devastating damage. Hitler ran Germany into the ground and into Hell. And all we give them once they rise from all that horrendous adversity and death is to label all their brilliant music "Krautrock" and call them "Krauts." I despise anyone that narrow minded, shallow, callous, selfish, stupid, and poorly educated. "Krautrock" does not exist in my vocabulary. To call a German a "Kraut" is as offensive as to call an African American a word I will not say nor even print here, but which begins with the letter "N" and I think you know what I mean. It's as offensive as when I or any other homosexual gets called "queer' or worse still "faggot." There's a lot of hatred I feel towards American society and insulting other people's culture, their beliefs, their music, and their way of life is disgraceful and goes on here from a very young age. Parents do not raise their kids in a caring, loving, and proper manner as they weren't raised well enough and the vicious cycle repeats. I. though raised very lovingly, was once a very bigoted and clueless person until I learned the hard lesson myself that everyone must learn- we really are all equal to the extent we deserve equal respect, equal opportunities, and equal love. That is essential.

 -And In Closing Europe Is As Open As You Can Be Musically Keep Your Own Mind An Open Mind-
    I bet whoever came up with that term "Krautrock" was some World War 2 undecorated failure who didn't have one wound or one medal to show for his prejudice. Whoever came up with it should be shot! German bands, possibly more than any other country, all differ from each other in sometimes subtle sometimes blatant ways, but all differ very much and lumping a whole music scene of thousands of bands together is seriously stupid and ridiculous. Take, for instance, the differences between a band like Kin Ping Meh and a band like Epitaph where there are obvious similarities and just as obvious huge differences like the unique vocal approach of Kin Ping Meh's original singer Werner Stephan which was very Germanic and that of Epitaph which largely thanks to Cliff Jackson on guitars/vocals brought a lot to his band by incorporating his native England and British rock into a German sound. Cliff Jackson together with drummer Jim McGillvray formed Epitaph with bass player/vocalist Bernd Kolbe and they brought in another German on additional lead guitar Klaus Walz. If it weren't for England/Germany's Epitaph, if it weren't for Sweden's Blond, I don't know where I would have been. I was lost and I found something beautiful in them. As time has gone on I have found many more beautiful things in music, many more engaging exciting things in music, many more learning experiences through music and one of those learning experiences is that while they have to deal with the same bullshit as we do here politically speaking there was a time when across the ocean it was a whole lot better. That time will live on forever. My love of people who keep an open mind will live on forever. ABOLISH PREJUDICE AND HATE! KEEP YOUR MIND A HEALTHY AND OPEN ONE! Learn a lesson like I learned from this entry. I was a dick once too, but unlike some of these other people I got over it.