1, 2, 3, 4........

Ok, the "I'm on my honeymoon" excuse is starting to wear thin. Time to get back to work. Yes indeed, except for the fact that it's a holiday weekend and I'm 2000 miles away from home safely ensconced in a very nice hotel in a truly lovely city [more or less on someone else's dime], I'd be sure to follow right-up on that impulse. You bet I would.

I had a chance to poke around some of the local record shops earlier today and the situation was much as I was warned......basically the same 45's I see every week in the shops back home, with very few added treats, all going for 2 to 3 times the cash. At least I know where to go if I need to sell my collection.

Anyway, I did buy one 45....and it cost an arm and a leg....but I felt I probably wouldn't see another copy any time soon, or possibly ever again. Luckily, one of the turntables at the store had a USB connection so I ripped it straight into the laptop. Sounds pretty good too.

I've borrowed a label scan from popsike because it was just too complicated to use the shops scanner. Hope ya'll don't mind me fudging things just this once.

Anyway, this is pure gold. A crazed lo-fi head-nodder which wades right into that very special place where everything starts to fall apart, but never quite does. Part 2, in particular, just barely skirts sonic collapse. Ya know, usually I don't have a problem deciphering lyrics, but I haven't a clue what they're singing about on this one. Something about suicide?

Basically, I know nothing about the group or the record. Any info would be appreciated, especially if it sheds some light on the drugs these folks were taking.

Ya'll get loose...enjoy the weekend.

Part 1.

Part 2.