Volume 25 - Fall 2018

The hits just keep coming! Here we have another volume of marvelous music to drown by as the waters rise and the ice caps melt, turning our stiff, yet vibrant sea-water cocktails into lame, diluted soft drinks. Nonetheless, I raise a glass of this plastic filled cup of mermaid tears and wish everyone Happy All Hallows' Eve and a cold weather holiday season (that is, while the cold keeps coming). SALUD!

To continue along with the oceanic theme, we got a couple nice ones to start us off, including Atlantis by The Blue Bells. Let's hope the lost kingdom is discovered soon and perhaps we can all take some refuge there. If Atlantis doesn't give us a place for renewal, then Bermuda surely will. About as far from paradise as one can get, this instro is brought to you by a bunch of kids from Pennsylvania. Did the Vikings ever sail to Bermuda?

Bird Walk by The Victors is some kind of soundtrack to a suspense surf movie. When you add horns like this it's automatically an Oscar winner. I picture ex-Nazis on a fleet of surfboards in hot pursuit of our hero. Stuffed into his board shorts are the fascist blueprints for a colossal flightless robot bird to be unleashed upon the denizens of Wildwood, New Jersey.

"Honey, do you hear squawking?"

I, King Bloodstone, hereby declare that Hoppin' with Emily (by Dave Burgess and Dale Norris) now stands for Millennial slang to mean filled with anticipation AND vigor. I don't know who Emily is and I don't know if Dale and Dave even knew her, but if hoppin' with her sounds like way they make it sound then I'll vow to stay alive for another 40 years to make sure the phrase enters into the American vernacular. End of the world be damned!

Innersanctum is another one I'm ripping off from Kogar's Lux and Ivy's Favorites comp. It's too dark not to include in our film score to the end of the world. I'm feeling generous, so I'll go ahead and award the T-Towners (with Jim Wolfe) for the Sidemen Band Name of the Month Contest, not that they had much competition this time around.

Well, just in time for our favorite spooky holiday (although President's Day can be creepy) I have one tune to include on this set. Satan's Holiday by The Lancasters nicely adds to our ongoing satanic themed tunes. This one of course paying homage to Hall of the Mountain King. This melody is also ripped off by another devil worshiper, Diablito, on his sinister tune The Jungle, heard of course on Jungle Exotica. Wait a minute. Diablito...Satan's Holiday......some one ripped off more than Edvard Grieg.

As luck would have it we have another All Hallows' Eve themed song that we can pigeonhole into our seasonal set. Theme from the Black Cat by Scotty McKay's Bolero Band sounds like some demented, blackened version of Quiet Village. We've crossed the cat's path by now. Nuthin' left but bad mojo.

Al Rio nearly closes our set out by asking Why. He's singing about some lost babe of his, but we can all ask "why" these days.
Why now? Why must this be? Why did you do this, humanity?

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