Junq Tour 2019: Plum Coulee

My friends in Plum Coulee decided we couldn't be friends anymore...



Anyway, Here's some of the treasures from the heart of the plum...


Kevin & Marg Harcourt - Gospel Favorites Vol. 2



More Harcourty goodness! I covered volume one in 2012. Speaking of the Harcourts, I started a new playlist on youtube for some of the people I feature on my blog. The Harcourts have the distinct honour of being the first to be added to the playlist.

Well, I don't have much to say about this one that I haven't said before. I don't really know any of these songs except for "Will The Circle Be Unbroken", "When The Saints Go Marching In", "I Saw The Light" and "Amazing Grace". Who needs original material? Not the Harcourts!

Listen to When The Saints Go Marching In


The London Westend Singers Perform A Musical Tribute to Saturday Night Fever



That's certainly a mouth full! I honestly don't recall disco music being this colorful nor this formal, mainly because I wasn't old enough to remember the disco movement. The performances on this album are pretty bad. "Jive Talkin' sounds like a soft ska song as opposed to the stomping catchy tune that it actually is. Whoever is singing "Boogie Shoes" sounds like he's half asleep. The guy trying to sing the high notes in the Bee Gees songs sounds like a whiny bitch who got kicked in the balls and at times he doesn't even try, especially in "Stayin' Alive".

The back of the album has the disclaimer, "These recordings are neither sponsored or endorsed by The Bee Gees or RSO". Well, it's hard to endorse something (or sue someone) when two thirds of your band is deceased.

Listen to Stayin' Alive


Derald Schlecht - Derald's Songs #4



Why is it that about half of the Christian albums out there have a sunrise / sunset on the album cover? If you don't believe me, click on this duckduckgo search and then tell me I'm wrong. (Google image search sucks now, so I don't use it.)

As for the album... Jeeeezzz. Grampa forgot to put his teeth in for this recording session. It also doesn't help that he's half deaf and can't hear if he's hitting the notes and also has no clue that he's yelling too close into the microphone.

Do you know what the worst part is? There's at least three more albums of him singing with no teeth.

Listen to Golden Bells
Listen to Tell Me The Story of Jesus
Download the whole album!


I suppose it's time to stop parking in Plum Coulee before I get tarred and feathered. Off to Winkler we go!

Junq Tour 2019: Altona

So allow me to inform you of where I've been lately (if you haven't read about it on the Facebook page). In early August, I fought Justin Bieber and shattered three fingers inside my hand. I had to have surgery to get the humpty dumpty things put back together again, and it's been a slow healing process. Typing was torture because when you're used to typing 70-90 WPM and go down to 7-9 WPM, you want to give up and go back to writing with a pen.



As of now, I'm able to do a bunch of typing although I still sometimes miss keys. My dexterity is still the shits and I don't have much strength in my hand, so I'm still not back at work. However, the ability to type means I have the ability to at least start posting all the Junq Tour stuff, so let's begin!

The first stop was Altona. Nothing's changed here in the last few years. Although I purchased a Kaypro 2, a TRS-80 Model III, and an Amstrad PPC640 all from Altona in previous years, I'm still saddened that I haven't found any vintage computers here in a while. I believe Altona has lost the title as Manitoba's vintage computer capital. How the mighty have fallen.

Speaking of fallen, here's some crap that should fall into the trash can:


Bible Stories with Uncle Harold and Willie



I have absolutely no reason to believe that Uncle Harold (not my uncle) doesn't have a large print of this photograph hanging proudly in his living room. I'll bet all the hot senior citizens that Uncle Harold (still not my uncle) swoons and brings home admire his dedication to his woody. This is probably all the action that Uncle Harold (will never be my uncle) ever sees.

A clip from this video appears on the Junq Tour video which you can watch here.


The Choirs of MCI 2011-2012 - I Dreamed of Rain



This isn't the worst thing I've ever heard. In fact, most of the choir albums I pick up are usually full of enough talented people that they can drown out all the tone-deaf ones. I don't know any of the songs on here other than Ghost Riders in the Sky which is played on a sole acoustic guitar and is sung by 56 or so people who are all nicely credited in the album. I'd type them all out to give credit where credit is due, but fuck that.

Listen to Ghost Riders In The Sky


W.C. Miller Concert Band - Altona 1970



For a bunch of high school students, they're not bad. These days, the members of the W.C. Miller Concert Band are either dead or they're just entering retirement. However, their musical rendition of "Kidstuff" will never be forgotten, complete with the sound of dying lambs.

Listen to Kidstuff


Jay Garnet - The Maritimer's Dream



Holy crap! This album is listed in the CDDB! That's really surprising because none of this album has been professionally done. It's also autographed which makes this album as valuable as an autographed turd.

In summary, Jay Garnet is just some old fart pumping out "hits" from eastern Canada, which is the part of Canada nobody cares about. In fact, I thought Newfoundland sank into the Atlantic Ocean in the 1990s after being extremely ashamed of producing the band Great Big Sea.

Listen to Hobo's Lullaby



Broken Walls (Jonathan Maracle) - Clearly Hear His Voice



At first play, i got attacked by this guy with a cool voice and a beat that made me want to head bang and stomp my rhythm foot through the floor. And then it falls down in a puddle of mushy, wimpy, pukey country music. I've never been so disappointed by a song's build up in all my life. How disappointing.

Listen to Clearly Hear His Voice



Elektra Women's Choir - From the Heart Skylark



Because of the price sticker bounding the CD case closed, I initially thought this was some church produced thing. It wasn't until I broke the seal that I found out it's a pirated copy of an album that seemingly had a genuine release. However, it's still lousy enough for me to cover it.

There are songs on here in German, French, and English, so my knowledge of these songs is pretty limited. However, there is one song on here that is near and dear to any Canadians who were watching television back in the 1980s and 1990s.

There is a thing in Canada called "The National Film Board of Canada" who used to make short clips to fill in time leftover from TV shows who couldn't fill up an entire 30 minute television slot. Some of their films were interesting, some were boring, and some were stupid. One of the more interesting ones was "The Log Driver's Waltz" which had some fun animation and an extremely catchy song. How this song never ended up becoming our national anthem is beyond me. If you'd like to see the original clip, click here.

Then, you can listen to the Elektra Women Choir's abomination here:

Listen to Log Driver's Waltz


Musical Warriors - New Beginning



They needed a new beginning because of how much they sucked on the last tape I bought by them. It seems they started out by doing better production, so that's a plus. However, it's still boring acapella Christian music.

Listen to Somebody Touched The Lord



Chic Giesbrecht - Dad Still Plays For Mom



I'm guessing Mom is dead.

These are all instrumental songs. From what I can tell, Chic (yes that's his real name) had one of his kids program his Casio to play all the instruments on this album other than the two guitars, and the instrumentation is fucking awful. Chic sounds like he's having incredible difficulty plucking those strings in time with the crappy Casio, so it all comes out as a clumsy mess.

Listen to Twilight Time


The Harcourts - Glory Trail



I should really kick myself in the ass for not doing a proper discography for Weird Kevin Harcourt and his Harcourty Minions who keep pumping out these albums. I probably have another copy of this somewhere, but I haven't covered it yet (to my knowledge).

Let's look at the cover. It appears to be a drawing of a picture of a church done in fur. Cool, I can live with that. Sadly, I don't know any of the songs on here, but I still need to satisfy all the Kevin Harcourt fans who read this blog.

Listen to Glory Trail



Mennonite High School Choral Festival



First of all, we need to give thanks to the Clinician on this album. It took me forever to understand why the fuck there's a clinician credited on this album in the first place, and the credit is right on the cover. So I had a look on the internet to solve some of these mysteries. First of all, here's the definition of a clinician:

a doctor having direct contact with and responsibility for patients, rather than one involved with theoretical or laboratory studies.

So... Are all the teenagers on the cover of this album patients? Let's find out how Dr. Anton Armstrong became a doctor, at least according to Wikipedia...

Armstrong earned his bachelor's degree at St. Olaf College, graduating in 1978. He was a member of the St. Olaf Choir from 1976–1978, under the leadership of Kenneth Jennings. Jennings became a mentor to Armstrong and 12 years after graduating from St. Olaf, Armstrong replaced Jennings as director of the St. Olaf Choir.

Ummm.... How in the bloody hell does any of that make him a doctor, let alone a clinician? The guy seems to be an impostor and nobody in their right mind should trust their children around him. If he's a doctor who examining teenagers as patients, he should be arrested. Creepy, slimy bastard.

Anyway, let's get onto this double disc of goodness. I was excited to see a Godspell medley, but the song "Day By Day" was completely excluded which brings me extreme misery. On the plus side, there's a cover of Mr. Mister's "Kyrie" on here, albeit a very strange cover. I think I'll stick to the Mr. Mister version.

Listen to Kyrie

Peter K & The Pembina Three - Come In Stranger



Well, isn't that just asking to get your house robbed?

According to the cover, there are a bunch of old men in the band who play fiddles, bass violins, tractors, and guitars. There is no credit for the drum set you hear on the album, but there's a credit for the cover photo. Where is this ghost drum coming from? Oh, my apologies, that's the tractor.

The album just sounds like old men playing old men songs.

Listen to Folsom Prison Blues

Next stop on the Junq Tour: Plum Coulee!

CDs from the Queue Box

While I was sorting throught my blog queue box, I found some CDs that didn't really belong in any sort of category, so they became a category of their own. I have named this category "What In The Fuck Kind Of Band Is This?" Let's explore together!

Automan.ca - Pocket Change



A few years ago, I went with a friend to go see the band Iron Maiden. I was excited because the band Dream Theater was opening up for them during the entire tour. Much to my surprise, the concert I attended was the only one during the tour that didn't have Dream Theater. Instead we got this fucking band. Who the hell puts a "dot C.A." at the end of their band name? Automan.ca does! It should have been Automan.crap.

Anyway, was booed after every single song. After 20 minutes, they quit playing their set. The only applause they got was when they pulled their banner down. What a good time.

Honestly, these guys aren't the worst band I've ever heard, but imagine these cornballs opening up for Iron Maiden. I mean, look at these guys!


The singer is the drummer from the Killer Dwarfs. Why is it that drummers always think they're multi-talented?

Listen to Give An Inch Take A Mile



Krupke - The Pony You Always Wanted Died Today



According to the credits, this album was recorded at Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Studios. I have to admit I bought this one for the title. Some of the songs included are "Monday", "Monday?" and "Rape Play". This album sounds like a soundtrack to a satanic musical. It's bizarre, but not in a completely bad way. But then again, I enjoy music that's a bit fucked up, and this almost fits right into that mold. My biggest complaint about it is the songs all kinda sound the same. This makes it intolerable for me. If you're gonna play fucked up music, at least diversify the songs. This is just a long, drawn out musical who's songs don't have anything truly memorable about them. The best song on here is the first one called "I'm Sorry Your Pony Died". It's short, stupid, and perfect. I just wish the rest of the album was.

Listen to I'm Sorry Your Pony Died


The Pump Girls



Still sealed because I bought it at the dollar store.

When the CD started up, I felt the vomit churning in my stomach with it's "Whoop! Whoop!" screaming in my ears. The lyrical content brought the vomit up to the top of my neck. "We're the Pump girls in a Pump world!" What the fuck is a "Pump world"? Is it flooded, hence the need for pumps? The world will be flooded with my vomit if I continue listening to this trash.

I assumed this album came out in the late 1980s, but after scouring the liner notes, I found out it's actually from 1997. Whoever made the music for this album has been locked in a closet since 1988.

According to the liner notes, this album is supposed to help with your diabetes. How? Does it inject your insulin? Does it regulate your blood sugar? Does it sing your pancreas back to life? Personally, I'd rather die from the effects of diabetes than listen to this piece of shit for the rest of my life.

I'll admit, the song "Winter Sunshine" is okay for 1985. However, "Not Too Young To Rock And Roll" is a feeble attempt at 50s rock and roll and is the worst "rock" song I've ever heard. I tried to get more information about the band, but their website is dead. I hope they didn't die from Diabetes. Their album may be shit, but I'm not that mean. At least not this time.

We're The Pump Girls (the non-dance version)
We're Havin' a Party


Vigoramity - Glass Roses



Singing isn't something this band is any good at. Nor songwriting. Nor making real music. Nor mixing. I'm not kidding, this is bad. This is one of those guys who lives in his mom's basement and makes terrible techno songs that he shares with his three online friends. This is also one of those times when I can't figure out which song to share with you because they're all terrible. So I picked two from the ones that would play. The CD drive starts to cry around track 8.

Oh yeah, and the label is falling off the CD, and the sound of it flapping in my CD drive makes my computer sound like the fan is dying.

Magic
Selfish Sacrifice



Shrimp - Peel & Eat



Featuring hits such as "Vaginal Itch", "Show Me On The Doll Where The Bad Man Touched You", and "My Baby Is Retarded And It's All My Fault". Shrimp is an all-female punk band from Winnipeg. It's entertaining, fun, and it rocks! Unfortunately, this home-made album appears to be out of print, but fortunately, I have extracted the entire thing for your entertainment. Or just listen to a couple of songs. They're also friends with Trouser Mouth who I reviewed in this entry.

Listen to Crackwhore
Listen to I'm Getting Naked For Jesus
Download the whole album!

So I'm going to address something. I haven't done a "contents of so-and-so's computer" entry in a while. Trust me, I'm still collecting the damn things, and there's a huge (up to the ceiling) pile of them in my garage. I think I've figured out a method of addressing them so I can work on them in the cafe, but I just need the time to pull the hard drives and such. I miss doing them, and I believe a lot of my readers do as well. I also have to scan the journal that I bought at Value Village. Right now, my "office" is a mess from relocating everything due to a leaky roof. I will eventually get to all this stuff, but I don't need the weather pissing all over everything.

On the plus side, the Junq tour is in two weeks! And then you have to wait months for me to post it all. Regardless, I'm looking forward to it this year (as I do every year).

Eddie Coffey's Newfie Music

I'm finally covering this guy's albums! He has been invading my blog queue box for quite some time, and is trying to out-record Arnie and Kevin Harcourt. I think the guy's a newfie, but I have no clue. He plays the accordian, sings songs about Newfies, and has terrible glasses. Does that qualify him as a Newfie?

I already covered his Christmas album here.


Come Closer Eastcoaster
(1997, maybe earlier)



I ended up with THREE FUCKING COPIES! One cassette and two CDs, one with different cover art. I wonder which one will sell for more money on Ebay? Perhaps the CD that's still sealed. Either it's worth extra coin because it's still in the cellophane, or nobody really wants an album full of Newfie music, not even Newfies.

To be honest, Eddie isn't terrible, but I'll probably stab myself in the face if I listen to him for any length of time. He sounds like a reject from Great Big Sea. This shit is 100% Canadian music. You won't hear stuff like this in Los Angeles, and I have a hard time wondering what Canadian in their right mind would listen to this. Perhaps that's why his albums are invading the thrift stores in droves. I can't count how many times I've seen his albums rotting on the shelf.

Some guy picks a mad guitar solo on track 10. He's no Slash, but holy hell, I'd hate to see how fast he could pick his nose.

There are 20 songs on this thing! That's one hell of a ride to Newfoundland. You get songs like "Where Have The Little Boats Gone", "With Me Rubber Boots On", and "Jack Delaney's Brew". You have the stellar lyric, "You're still just a Newfie in a Calgary hat" in the song Saltwater Cowboy. Canadians are super fucking racist against each other. Diversity is a thorn in our side.

Listen to Saltwater Cowboy


Celtic and Country Memories 
(1999)



If you look at the cover, you can literally read Eddie's face. "Do I have to get down on one knee? My arthritis fucking hurts today!" I like how the exciting fake blue sticker on the front boasts that the CD includes Eddie's new release. Where the hell would you have heard it other than this album? I've never heard of this guy! Maybe it's because I don't hang out in the same Newfie circles as him, or any Newfie circles at all.

Eddie is determined to pack upwards of 24 songs on his albums, and this one is no exception. Keep squirting them out Eddie, and I'll keep reviewing them. Some of the songs packed onto this album are "My Dad Is The Engineer", "Galway Shawl", "Lessons By Mother's Knee", and three or four songs about some bitch named Mary.

Here's a song about how Newfies get stoned:

Listen to Newfoundland High


Jack of All Trades 
(1996)


This one was still sealed, and after shoving it into my tape deck, I can understand why. This one sucks.

Only 14 songs? What the hell, Eddie? On the plus side, Eddie actually looks kinda happy on this album. He's probably happy to be done recording it because this is the shittiest album of the bunch. All the songs here sound the same.

You get songs such as "Newfie Rock Jig", "Police Cars & Guns", and "Mussels In The Corner" Might as well have recorded one song and called it "Newfie Police Mussels".



If you look at the inlay card, you will see a "Certificate of Merit" that was apparently given to Eddie for his contribution to Canadian country music. I honestly can't call this stuff country, because none of the songs are about running over your dog with a sexy tractor. I think Newfie music belongs in it's own category because there really isn't anything quite like it.

Listen to Over The Hill

I'm missing one album by Eddie called "Come Home Year on the Caribou". What in hell does that mean? Shouldn't it be "Come home, you're on the caribou"? As stupid as that sounds, it makes more sense than the actual title. Anyway, when I find it, I'll add it here. It probably has 25 fucking songs on it too.

The Western Union (Bill and Sue-On Hillman)

Let me preface this band by telling you how I ended up reviewing them. It all started when I was somewhere around 5 years old. My dad frequented the thrift store and would generally allow me to buy something as long as it wasn't too expensive. I have no clue what he was buying at the time, but I remember picking through the sleeveless albums at the thrift store. The only reason why I picked through the sleeveless ones is because I could see the color and logos on the record label because I didn't yet know how to read.

I ended up pulling out this record with an orange label and saw what was probably the coolest looking logo I had ever seen:



That was the album that would come home with me, and it was the first album by a band called The Western Union. The only thing musically appealing about this album (to my five year old ears) was the first three songs which were instrumentals. I didn't care much for country music when my musical interests mainly consisted of The Ventures, Elvis Presley, and The Care Bears. Since I was into The Ventures, the instrumental tracks were right up my alley, and these were the only three songs I had ever listened to on the album.

Now that I'm an adult and have a vast music collection, I think it's only fair to venture back to this album along with some of the band's discography and listen to it with my adult ears.

So here's why this band fits in with the rest of the content of this blog... The band is mainly from Brandon, Manitoba with the two main elements Bill and Sue-On Hillman sharing vocal duties. They apparently had their own TV show, and I'm guessing none of the episodes have been archived. They recorded their first album on a Ukrainian record label, and their first album was (from the band's opinion) a major fucking botch job.

So let's review this shit!

No.1



Every single song on this album is a cover song. The album starts out with a song called "Down On The Bayou". It's a cover, but it sounds absolutely nothing like the original song who's artist I care not to remember. But just listen to it! That big fucking thumping kick drum! It's awesome! You never hear anything like that in country music, especially country music recorded in the late 60s / early 70s. I loved the hell out of it when I was five years old, and would often stomp my feet along with the kick drum. So yeah, the first track gets a big thumbs up from me. But then there's the tape dropouts. The fact that's prominent on the recording right from the mastering plant means they used shitty tape stock, they recorded on used tapes, or both.

Track two is called "The Eight of January" (the "th" sound in the English language hadn't been invented yet). The monsterous kick drum is pulled back a bit, but it's still there, and this song has that awesome violin and electric guitar in it. Fantastic song!

Track three called "Twilight Waltz" is slower and kinda lame. It's okay, but I skip it when I'm not in the mood to cry or sleep.

The next three songs are somewhat forgettable with "Branded Man" being the best of them, but it's just okay. What makes these songs more interesting is the extreme presence of delay echo on absolutely everything! It's record mastering at it's worst, but you can't tell me that it's not interesting! I haven't listened to anything else in Galaxy's catalog (yet) to see if they give their other artists the same treatment, but I'm willing to bet they do.

When Sue-On takes over lead at the beginning of side two, we get a bit of a treat. The delay echo says it's here to stay, so you'd better get used to it! I absolutely adore the "Mom and Dad Waltz" and think Sue-On's voice really makes this one shine. It remains awesome with "Silver Threads and Golden Needles" although some asshole forgot to turn up the rest of the band, and decides to finally do it sixteen seconds into the song. What a dipshit. "Tiny Bubbles" is and always was a lame song, and there's nothing that great about it here.

On the last three songs, we have Bill showing off his guitar work. The delay echo has taken a coffee break for "Steel Guitar Rag" (which does absolutely nothing for me) but returns (albeit a little less prominent) for the next two songs. "Hideaway Louie" doesn't really do much for me even though it's a medley of popular songs. The star of Bill's three songs is "Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy" (although it's nothing to scream for ice cream over) and is the last track. You can really tell it's the last track because of all the tape dropouts in it. I'm guessing the guys at Galaxy Records only had one magnetic tape to record on, and simply recorded on it again and again each time they did a recording session.

The buzzing at the start and end of each track can't be the sound of crappy recording equipment. I'm convinced that there were insects buzzing around in the recording studio, although the band insists it was the recording equipment. C'mon! These are professionals! They wouldn't let that shit fly! Or would they?

This is the only album I'm doing a lengthy review on, simply because it's such a glorious mess. The band hated it and still pretty much trashes it to this day to the point where they barely want to acknowledge they recorded it, but it's obviously their best selling album of their entire discography because it's the most prominent one in the thrift stores. I think this album deserves some credit, because it kept them going for a very long time. And "Down On The Bayou" kicks some major ass.

Listen to Down On The Bayou
Listen to Silver Threads and Golden Needles
Download the whole album


No.2



Bill and Sue-On told Galaxy records to go fuck themselves for the shitty job they did on the first album, and they decided to start their own record label. Just like the first album the second album consists of nothing but covers. Personally, I think this is the weakest of the ones I'm reviewing, but it does have some bright spots.

Mississippi Line is a decent enough song to start the album off, but it's only kinda good. Following that, we have a lackluster 1950s rock & roll medley that I could do without. Kentuckian Song is some Hawaiian piece of crap that would put a dead man to sleep. Irish Scotch sounds exactly like what you'd expect from the title, and does absolutely nothing for me. After that, we have Raggedy Ann which will put the dead man's wife to sleep. Fiddle Duddle is missing the booming kick drum that would make it enjoyable.

Starting off Side B is You Were On My Mind which is decent enough with both Bill and Sue-On singing together, and it sounds pretty good. I Remember You has nothing over it's original counterpart. Maiden Prayer is another sleeper, but played on the fiddle and again with no booming kick drum. Put Your Hand In the Hand is an upbeat cover and it's just OK. The cover of Apache is actually really good and sounds very true to the original. To end off the album, we're putting the dead couple's dead children to sleep with the joined Sweet Dreams & Born To Lose

All in all, this is a pretty underwhelming album. I honestly would have like to see what the moron at Galaxy Records would have done to make it more "creative".

Listen to Muddy Mississippi Line
Listen to Apache
Download the whole album

No.3



Hey! What do we have here? Are they changing the name of the band to "Bill and Sue-On Hillman"? We also have some original material! And the originals for the most part are actually really good! Why in hell are they recording cover songs when they could be writing more kick ass tunes! Personally, I think this is their best album so far, so let's go over it...

The album starts off with a Bill Hillman original called "Blue Shallow River". Holy crap is this ever good! Sue-On leads the vocal and the decent production work on this one really makes it shine. Next is a cover of "Let It Be Me" and even though it's slow, the vocals shared by Bill and Sue-On are excellent. Next we have the Merle Haggard cover "Mama Tried" which is upbeat, fun, and the vocals are again shared by Bill and Sue-On. We slow it back down with Sue-On Singing "Help Me Make It Through The Night" which isn't extraordinary, but it's a decent enough song that doesn't suck. I honestly don't like the arrangement of their version of "Down In The Boondocks" and it's probably the worst one on this album. The side ends off with a slow but fantastic Bill Hillman original called "In Sadness" sung by Sue-On.

Side B starts off by punching you in your face because you're not up dancing yet even though the music has only begun. We have a catchy as hell Bill Hillman original called "Blues Round My Door" which is a damn fine piece of music. I originally thought the cover of "Green Green Grass of Home" was kinda lame until Bill comes in with an Elvis-like spoken part in it which suits the song very well. "Somewhere My Love" is a decent enough slow song, but I always thought it was a bad idea to follow one slow song with another slow song, so you might find yourself dozing off during this part of the album. The cover of "24 Hours from Tulsa" thankfully wakes you back up and you're greeted by Bill and Sue-On finally singing together again. We head into another Bill Hillman original called "2 Lovin' Arms" which is probably his weakest contribution to the album. The album ends off with "The French Song" which I know I've heard before. It's decent, but it kinda ends the album on a bit of a down side. Oh well, just flip it over and play "Blue Shallow River" again because it's worth hearing again.

Listen to Blue Shallow River
Listen to In Sadness
Download this really good album!

No.4



So what's the most logical thing to do after you put out your best album where your originals are the highlights? Put out a compilation album consisting of songs from albums 2 and 3! The album cover fools the buyer into thinking it's a live album by putting the phrase "On Stage" on the cover. For me, this is just a piss off. Apparently, the 5th album came out first and contains all originals (which I don't have yet), and even that one borrows the originals from the third album. I don't know why they did any of this. I generally don't like compilations unless it's rare shit or the band's career is pretty much done and over. However, if you want select songs from the last two albums that play just a little bit slower, this is the compilation for you and not me.

Download the whole album


Sue-On



I covered a bit of this compilation back during the Junq Tour from last year, but it's not a bad thing for me to touch on it again now that I'm more familiar with their work. It appears that this is a compilation of songs sung by Sue-On from albums 2,3, and 5. Compilations, compilations, compilations. Why make any entirely new albums when you can just make new compilations by recycling all your old stuff? From what I can tell, an album of entirely new material doesn't happen until the album called "The Hillman Express Track 15" which is documented as the 6th album. However, this compilation doesn't show up on their website and would logically be the 6th album considering the material included here.

Download the Sue-On Album


What I've noticed with these albums is the newer they are, the harder they are to find. Once (and if) I come across a few more, I'll be sure to cover them in detail once again. But for now, just download the 3rd one and enjoy the shit out of it, because that one's worth the bandwidth.

For the Junq tour this year, I'll be stopping over in Brandon and hopefully visiting the Chinese restaurant that Bill and Sue-On own (or owned - they're retired now) which should be an interesting journey!

Visit Bill & Sue-On's messy Geocities-esque website!

We shall see you in the next entry.