Record Store Tales

#1223: The Creative Process and Why I Love Editing (The new and improved Grab A Stack of Rock show intro video)

RECORD STORE TALES #1223: The Creative Process and Why I Love Editing
(The new and improved Grab A Stack of Rock show intro video)

Funny thing about creativity:  Sometimes size does matter.

The size of your canvas, that is.

I love editing videos, and my pet project for three years now has been the theme video for my YouTube show, Grab A Stack of Rock.  In those three years, I have created over 100 revisions.  I have spent countless hours at my deck working on them.  My old PC’s fans used to groan in protest when loading the files.

Ever since the old LeBrain Train days, I wanted an opening theme song video that include every guest who had ever been on the show.  When we started over from scratch, that was still my goal.  Now we have had 50 guests and the old theme song video was getting cramped.  Tim Durling extended it a long time ago by looping a chorus, so I came to him for help once again.  Creatively, Tim added a guitar solo to extend the song’s length even further.  Modestly, Tim said “It should be apparent to anyone listening that a professional guitar player I am not, but it sure was fun.”  Hey man, it’s good enough for rock and roll, and it gave me a much larger canvas to play with.

When I had the much shorter video, it was always painful for me to edit when we had a new guest to add to the show.  What do I cut, in order to fit the new person in?  There were some parts of the video that were synched to the song and were set in stone – Paul Shortino’s cameo, for example, my laugh at the end, and so on.  I love editing; it is one of my favourite parts of the creative process.  I can sit and edit all day and not realize how much time has gone by.  I always pay for it later in cramps.

Thanks to Tim and this ever-expanding song I now have more canvas, and I’ve been playing with it even more.

“It needs more Dan Chartrand,” I said at first, and so I added more Dan, and just for kicks, more Jex too.  Game Show Host Jex, with the jacket.

There was also one shot in the original video that always bugged me.  It’s one of the oldest shots, but it is from a Christmas show that included Brian Richards as a guest – his only show as a guest.  But it was a static shot and always stood out for that reason.  It hasn’t looked right for a long time, so I took this opportunity to replace it with a moving shot of Brian waving.  I also wanted more Nurse Kat, since she did two episodes with us, and more Archie Gamble since he did three.  In a fun happenstance, I got one shot of Archie synched up to the chorus, so it looks like he’s singing Grab A Stack of Rock.  I also wanted more Davey Cretin, so a chose a shot from our Brave New World episode that has me holding stacks of Maiden during the chorus.

I hope this brief glimpse of a day’s work gives you an idea of why I love working on editing videos.  There is almost always something you want to fix, but the process of doing so either becomes so impossibly tedious that I say, “That’s it, this work is done.”  Not done – abandoned!

I have been working in the video medium, as an amateur, for 36 years.  I like editing to music.  I like placing my edits at key moments of songs, or at least with the beat.  It gives me a framework and enhances the visuals.   I’m obviously just a hack; this isn’t a “how-to”.  I’m just expressing what I love and why I drink my coffee until it is stone cold, sitting here trying to perfect that magical “final” edit.

And then I wait, because now I can’t wait for the next guest to arrive and be added to the showcase.*  We still have several more to come!**

One day I’d like to do some more animation, but that is mostly an outdoor summer activity for me.  For now, I will continue to enjoy doing this for myself, because at the end of the day, nobody else notices all the minute little tweaks and changes I make to my passion projects.

 

 

 

*We’ve already added Lana Teramae, and another new addition, Bob Cesca, will join us this week on 50 Years of Iron Maiden.

**Two more guests are coming on 50 Years of Iron Maiden:  Ryan Murphy from RushFans, and D’Arcy Briggs from darcyska.  We also have plans with author Robert Lawson, and an interview with a musician that I am not ready to disclose.

 

 

 

Written by Mike Ladano, Jen Ladano, and Tee Bone Erickson.  Recorded and performed by Tee Bone, guitar solo and remix by Tim Durling

  1. Blaze Bayley
  2. Harrison Kopp
  3. Mike Ladano
  4. Eric “Uncle Meat” Litwiller
  5. Aaron KMA
  6. Tim Durling
  7. Rob Daniels
  8. John T Snow
  9. Marco D’Auria
  10. Grant Arthur
  11. Brian Richards
  12. MarriedandHeels
  13. Kevin Simister
  14. Dr. Kathryn
  15. Jen Ladano
  16. Grace Scheele
  17. Jex Russell
  18. Spencer “Spenny” Rice
  19. Nurse Kat
  20. Peter Kerr
  21. John Clauser
  22. Erik Woods
  23. Jason Drury
  24. Pierre-Luc Allard
  25. Len Labelle
  26. Reed Little
  27. Metal Roger
  28. John the Music Nut
  29. Mike Slayen
  30. Pete Jones
  31. Todd Evans
  32. James Kalyn
  33. Angie Moon
  34. Ryan Gavalier
  35. Chris Preston
  36. Dan Chartrand
  37. Glen “Archie” Gamble
  38. bicyclelegs
  39. Davey Cretin
  40. Melissa Nee
  41. Sidney Cini A
  42. Ashley Geisler
  43. Martin Popoff
  44. Bert Blotto
  45. F Lee Harvey Blotto
  46. Bowtie Blotto
  47. Broadway Blotto
  48. Jake Not From State Farm
  49. Bob Cesca (Camp Chaos)
  50. Lana Teramae
  51. and (briefly) Max the Axe

Plus Daisi the Dog, Gimli the Cat (RIP) and Galadriel the Cat

 

 

#1222: Replacement Ruko

RECORD STORE TALES #1222: Replacement Ruko

Earlier in 2025, I was sent a new drone to test.  I was very excited to receive my U11Mini 4k drone from Ruko, but struggled to keep it flying straight.  I crashed it once in the summer.  I thought my issues were due to user error, weather, or bad calibration.  I didn’t think it was due to a faulty drone.  I tried it once more in early October.  The flight started well enough, but I lost control of the drone during the return. It started veering to the left and losing altitude. I managed to bring it back to the beach and land it in the sand, but I thought for sure it was going to hit the water or trees.

I figured three strikes and you are out – I didn’t plan to fly the Ruko again, despite its awesome 4k camera and ability to hold a level image even if the drone is flying on a 35 degree angle.  I packed it up.  My dad talked me into changing my mind.

“Why don’t you just contact their customer support?” he asked.

“Because this drone was a free review copy,” I answered simply.   “I did the review and gave it a passing mark.”  As a creative individual, I like to make my own videos, and edit them how I please.  Working with Ruko, they encouraged me to film different landmarks and objects from the drone.  I prefer working independently on my videos, so I didn’t really want to go back to them.  Yet, my dad was right.  What harm could come from submitting a ticket for customer support?

Ruko came through.  All they asked for was the flight log for the most recent video where I encountered troubles. You can see in the video below, I flew fine and straight for the outbound flight. Upon my return, the drone started veering off to the left, and losing altitude. I could not control it, but barely managed to land it in the sand without hitting the water, rocks, or trees. Ruko had a look at the flight log and determined that it was not user error. They offered to send me a new drone!

“Just the bare drone,” they said, and I agreed.  I didn’t need new batteries, a new case, or a new controller.  Just the drone itself.

Two days later, there was a parcel!  And it wasn’t just the bare drone.  It was the whole package – cables, case, batteries, controller, and everything else you need.  I now had two complete drone sets, one that didn’t work and one that was brand new out of the box!

The only unfortunate thing is the time of year.  I let Ruko know that in Canada, it was fall turning into winter, and the window for good flying days was over.  They said “no problem”.

While I still have not had a chance to test the new Ruko drone, I can give their customer service a 5/5 star rating.  Fast, hassle-free and helpful.  Hopefully I will get a chance to fly again before the spring.  If not, thank you Ruko and we’ll see you next year!

 

CRASH!  Language!

Shock Me: The Tragic Passing of Ace Frehley, My First Rock Hero (1951-2025)

When I was in grade eight, I nicknamed myself “Ace”.

I think the reason I picked Ace as my favourite Kiss member (and therefore favourite rock star) back then was twofold.  It didn’t have anything to do with the music.  I didn’t know what songs he wrote, and I didn’t hear any of the songs he sang for a short while.  Early in my Kiss fandom, I picked Ace because of his cool silver makeup, and the spaceman theme.  I was a science fiction kid looking for my next thrill now that Star Wars was over.  It was Kiss.

Frehley’s guitar playing wasn’t complicated, but it was impossible to duplicate.  Kiss know that:  they tried.  Any Kiss fan worth their salt can easily tell the difference between Ace and his final replacement, Tommy Thayer.  Tommy was the next best thing, but he didn’t have that chonky, gnarly feel that Ace poured into every solo and every rhythm track.

Ace’s style was based on the pentatonic blues scales of the classic rock bands he loved.  His rhythms, double tracked with a Les Paul and a Fender, was the foundation of the original Kiss sound.  His solos, blazing and breakneck, were squiggly delights of power.  I loved Ace.

When I got my first Kiss albums in September of 1985, I had yet to hear his voice.  When I finally did on Dynasty, I loved it.  Ace’s voice had a smooth, commercial sound that Gene and Peter’s did not.  I loved “2000 Man” and “Hard Times”.  Especially “Hard Times”, because the lyrics gave a glimpse of the childhood of the Bronx boy named Paul Frehley.

Ace’s first post-Kiss solo album was finally released in 1987, and I was immediately on board.  My sister bought Frehley’s Comet for my birthday that summer.  I loved the album:  “Rock Soldiers”, “Into the Night”, “Calling To You”, “Fractured Too”…I played it back to back all summer.  I dreamed of Ace opening for Kiss on their upcoming Crazy Nights tour.  Hah!  As if that would happen.

Ace’s premature loss is tragic, but what is most tragic is that Kiss refused to allow him back on stage with them during their farewell tour.  By now we have all learned that life is too short to not reconcile with our friends and loved ones.  Kiss never did and now they never can, and that is a tragic loss too.

On September 25 2025, Ace fell in his home studio.  He suffered bleeding in the brain, and was taken off life support on October 16.  Kiss fans worldwide steeled themselves for the news.

I hope Ace is not just remembered for the classic Kiss songs he wrote and played on.  I hope attention is paid to his solo albums, from which you could build an absolutely killer boxed set.  Tracks like “Insane”, “Juvenile Delinquent”, “Trouble Walkin'”, “Space Invader”, “I Wanna Go Back”, and “Mission To Mars” should all be given just as much attention as “Rip It Out”.

The first original Kiss member to fall was Ace Frehley.  That is a sad landmark.   Let us remember him not for the feuds, the drama, or the negative words that Gene and Paul bandied about too often.  Let’s remember Ace for his charisma and most of all, his music.

Rip it out, Ace, for Words Are Not Enough.

#1221: $538.00 in Customs?!

RECORD STORE TALES #1221: $538.00 in Customs?!

In September 2023, I received an email from a musician that I will not name.  Below is an edited version of what I received:

Hi!! My name is XXXXX XXXXX, I have a couple of CDs out.   I see that you collect physical media.   If I send you one of each, would you review them for me? XXXXXX XXXX produced and sang back up vocals among other things on the first album.   The second album is acoustic, with XXXXXX XXXXXX playing all acoustic guitars.  I wrote every track on both albums except one song that was XXXXXX‘s… Anyway would love to send you a couple, let me know my brother and have a great day!!

The names that I redacted include a famous musician that I recognized from a fairly big “hair metal” band.  Normally I decline all review requests, because as the sender noticed, I collect physical media and that’s what I review.  For him to offer a couple review copies, I immediately said yes.

I forgot about it for a couple weeks, but eventually received a parcel notification in the mail.  The first things I look at every time a parcel notification arrives are:

  • Pickup date/time (usually next day at 5:00 PM).
  • Customs charges, if any.

My eyes popped when I saw the customs charges.

$538.00!

I had never seen anything so high before.  When I used to order toys in from the United States, I would often get $500 of toys in one box, and the customs would usually be well over $100 for the box.  I’d never seen anything this high before.  What the hell did I order that had $538.00 of customs on it?  I couldn’t think of anything I ordered that would be that expensive.

I called the post office to see if they could tell me who sent the parcel?  That was a headache and a half.  They really did not want to look for the parcel and read me the sender’s name or address.  I was persistent and kept asking.  “All I need to know is who sent me this parcel, because I have no idea what it is or where it came from, and $538.00 is a lot of money.”

They probably have some kind of policy at the post office about revealing information like that over the phone.  However, I was not letting up, and I didn’t want to drive to the post office to look at a parcel that I was very unlikely to pay for.

Finally I was given a first name.  Not a super common version of the first name, so it immediately connected the dots.  It was the guy with the two CDs that he was sending me for review.  Two CDs…for $538.00?  That made no sense.  What the hell did he put for the value of the parcel?  Did he mean to write $20.00, but wrote $2000?  Did he send me 200 CDs instead of two?  I asked how large the parcel was, but Canada Post had already hung up.

I never contacted the guy back, and he never emailed me when his parcel was eventually returned.  I don’t know if he’s still making music or not.  There is at least one other artist (a country singer) with the same name, but I did find his albums on Discogs.  His debut came out in 2009 with a followup in 2021.  Neither are on a label, but the second CD does have a photo of the famous musician from a name band.  Neither album had a selling history.

I wonder what happened to my mystery musician?  I wonder what the customs screwup was?  I’ll never find out now!

 

 

 

 

#1220: The Maxell Tapes and the Rules of Acquisition

RECORD STORE TALES #1220: The Maxell Tapes and the Rules of Acquisition

The year was 1997.  We carried blank tapes at the Beat Goes On, and had for some time.  I believe in 1997 we were carrying Maxell tapes of various grades.  After that, we switched to Sony.  We only carried two lengths, which were the most popular:  60 minutes, and 90 minutes.

We sold them as singles, and we also created “bricks” of three tapes, by using Scotch tape to package them together.  We would sell the “bricks” for a discount compared to single tapes.  Obviously with this being so long ago, I cannot remember the exact pricing, so let’s say it went like this:

  • Maxell UR60 – $1.59 each
  • Maxell UR90 – $1.99 each
  • 3 pack brick of Maxell UR60 – $3.99 each
  • 3 pack brick of Maxell UR90 – $4.99 each

We also sold the Maxell XL-II tapes which were more expensive, but let’s keep things simple for these purposes.  We’ll just talk about the UR tapes.

One afternoon, we were running low on tapes and waiting for a restock order.  I had sold out of the UR90 bricks, but still had some singles for sale.

A girl walked up to the counter and asked if she could get a deal if she bought three Maxell UR90 tapes.  I said sure, and grabbed my calculator so see what it would be.  I punched in some numbers, and didn’t check my math.  Having clumsy fingers, I have learned I need to punch in numbers twice when adding on a calculator, but back then I wasn’t in this habit.

“$5.99 for three tapes,” I told her.

“Sounds good,” she said.  We processed the transaction and she left happily with her three Maxell UR90 tapes.

Only then did I realize that I charged her more than the three tapes would have sold for originally.

“Damn!!” I said out loud.  I ripped her off.

We had a saying for when we ripped off a customer, either on purpose or by accident.  (An example of “on purpose” would include selling a “used” copy of a CD as “new”, which we sometimes did when a sufficiently mint “used/new” copy came in.)  The saying was this:

“Pure profit.”

Like a Ferengi reciting the rules of acquisition, I consoled myself with the knowledge that the bossman made an extra three cents that day on some Maxell blank tapes.

FERENGI RULES OF ACQUISITION (which the Beat Goes On usually followed where applicable):

 

Number Rule Episode
1 Once you have their money, you never give it back. DS9: “The Nagus“, “Heart of Stone“; PRO: “First Con-tact“
3 Never spend more for an acquisition than you have to. DS9: “The Maquis, Part II“
6 Never allow family to stand in the way of opportunity. DS9: “The Nagus“; ENT: “Acquisition“
7 Keep your ears open. DS9: “In the Hands of the Prophets“
8 Small print leads to large risk. LD: “Parth Ferengi’s Heart Place“
9 Opportunity plus instinct equals profit. DS9: “The Storyteller“; LD: “Hear All, Trust Nothing“
10 Greed is eternal. DS9: “Prophet Motive“; VOY: “False Profits“
16 A deal is a deal. DS9: “Melora“
17 A contract is a contract is a contract… but only between Ferengi. DS9: “Body Parts“
18 A Ferengi without profit is no Ferengi at all. DS9: “Heart of Stone“, “Ferengi Love Songs“
21 Never place friendship above profit. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“; PRO: “First Con-tact“
22 A wise man can hear profit in the wind. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“; VOY: “False Profits“
23 Nothing is more important than your health… except for your money. ENT: “Acquisition“
31 Never make fun of a Ferengi’s mother. DS9: “The Siege“
33 It never hurts to suck up to the boss. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“, “The Dogs of War“
34 War is good for business. DS9: “Destiny“, “The Siege of AR-558“
35 Peace is good for business. TNG: “The Perfect Mate“; DS9: “Destiny“
45 Expand or die. ENT: “Acquisition“; VOY: “False Profits“
47 Don’t trust a man wearing a better suit than your own. DS9: “Rivals“
48 The bigger the smile, the sharper the knife. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“
57 Good customers are as rare as latinum. Treasure them. DS9: “Armageddon Game“
59 Free advice is seldom cheap. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“
62 The riskier the road, the greater the profit. DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“, “Little Green Men“, “Business as Usual“; LD: “Parth Ferengi’s Heart Place“
74 Knowledge equals profit. VOY: “Inside Man“
75 Home is where the heart is, but the stars are made of latinum. DS9: “Civil Defense“
76 Every once in a while, declare peace. It confuses the hell out of your enemies. DS9: “The Homecoming“
91 Your boss is only worth what he pays you. LD: “Old Friends, New Planets“
94 Females and finances don’t mix. DS9: “Ferengi Love Songs“, “Profit and Lace“
95 Expand or die. VOY: “False Profits“; ENT: “Acquisition“
98 Every man has his price. DS9: “In the Pale Moonlight“
102 Nature decays, but latinum lasts forever. DS9: “The Jem’Hadar“
103 Sleep can interfere with… DS9: “Rules of Acquisition“
109 Dignity and an empty sack is worth the sack. DS9: “Rivals“
111 Treat people in your debt like family… exploit them. DS9: “Past Tense, Part I“, “The Darkness and the Light“
112 Never have sex with the boss’ sister. DS9: “Playing God“
125 You can’t make a deal if you’re dead. DS9: “The Siege of AR-558“
139 Wives serve, brothers inherit. DS9: “Necessary Evil“
168 Whisper your way to success. DS9: “Treachery, Faith and the Great River“
190 Hear all, trust nothing. DS9: “Call to Arms“
194 It’s always good business to know about new customers before they walk in your door. DS9: “Whispers“
203 New customers are like razor-toothed gree-worms. They can be succulent, but sometimes they bite back. DS9: “Little Green Men“
208 Sometimes the only thing more dangerous than a question is an answer. DS9: “Ferengi Love Songs“; PRO: “First Con-tact“
211 Employees are the rungs on the ladder of success. Don’t hesitate to step on them. DS9: “Bar Association“
214 Never begin a business negotiation on an empty stomach. DS9: “The Maquis, Part I“
217 You can’t free a fish from water. DS9: “Past Tense, Part I“
223 Unknown, but presumably concerned the relationship between “keeping busy” and “being successful”. DS9: “Profit and Loss“
229 Latinum lasts longer than lust. DS9: “Ferengi Love Songs“
239 Never be afraid to mislabel a product. DS9: “Body Parts“
263 Never allow doubt to tarnish your lust for latinum. DS9: “Bar Association“
285 No good deed ever goes unpunished. DS9: “The Collaborator“, “The Sound of Her Voice“
289? Shoot first, count profits later. LD: “Old Friends, New Planets“
Unknown A man is only worth the sum of his possessions. ENT: “Acquisition“

From the Star Trek Memory Alpha wiki

 

#1219: Grab A Stack of Eats 2025

RECORD STORE TALES #1219: Grab A Stack of Eats 2025

Every year at the cottage, I try to expand my cooking game just a little bit.  In the past, this included making our own onion rings, slow cooking some beef ribs, caramelizing onions, working with exotic meats such as duck and lamb, and finding new ways to cook my veggies.  Had money been available this summer, I would have liked to start smoking my own meat.  Perhaps next year.  In 2025, we did try some new things and have some excellent food experiences.

The story starts in December of 2024.  We have a “tire guy”, Jason, who comes to the house and swaps out our tires twice a year.  I knew that Jason was a hunter, and I know he had a freezer full of moose meat.  We talked about it a bit, and discussed seasoning and cooking techniques for the exotic meat.  I asked if he could spare a taste of the moose meat.  Just a taste.  I am well familiar with moose, as a boss at work is also a hunter and brings in his own moose spaghetti from time to time.  It is not very gamey.  It has a beef-like taste and texture, with a venison finish.  It is a lean meat and not bad for you as a beef substitute.

Jason didn’t bring just a taste.  He went above and beyond, to the point that I was actually freaking out over the amount of meat that I had to eat.

I just wanted a taste.  What I got was a pack of moose pepperoni, a huge moose salami, and ten frozen links of big moose sausage.  Ten links.

There has not been a single year in my life where I ate ten links of any sausage at all.  Typically, I would have two or three at Sausagefest in the summer, and that is it.  I don’t do Oktoberfest and I’m not a big pork eater.  Jen won’t touch any kind of exotic game meat at all, so I could not count on her for any help.  The sausage was kept in the freezer until the opening of cottage season 2025.  It would be the first food experiment of the new year.

“Dad, you have to help me finish this sausage.  At least one link,” I told my father.

“Oh you eat them son, just enjoy.  You don’t have to share with me,” he answered as some form of polite excuse.

“You don’t understand what I’m saying dad.  I CAN’T eat ten links by myself.”

Cut to the end:  He didn’t eat any of them, and I did finish all ten.

Most of them were cooked on the barbecue, well done, and served with a toasted bun and a variety of toppings from mayonnaise to mustard to guacamole.  One was done in a frying pan, but the fumes actually triggered a seizure in Jen, so I avoided that method from then on.  Still, even with different toppings and condiments, ten sausages is a lot so I had to get creative.

One night in September, arriving at the cottage on a Thursday night, I needed to eat some dinner but had few options in front of me except…moose sausage.  I imagined cutting up the sausage into small chunks and using them in some way, and then realized:  I had everything I needed to make a moose spaghetti.  So I got cooking!

I began by cutting the sausage into meatball-sized chunks.  Then I sautéed it in olive oil, diced up some green peppers, red onions, garlic and mushrooms, and added them to the mixture.  I like a nice chunky sauce, so those diced veggies would blend in perfectly.  I let them cook until they reached the desired done-ness, and then added some craft spaghetti sauce that my dad had in stock from an unknown store.  I like a bit of heat, so I gave it several shots of Tobasco sauce, gave it a stir and let it simmer.  I made enough spaghetti to serve two, and dumped my sauce with moose sausage on top.  It was a masterpiece.  I finished it all – eventually.

That experiment was a total success.  Maybe Jason will get me some more sausage this winter, and I can try again next year.  Not ten links though.  Five will do me fine.

Our other successful experiment involved my first try at cooking a steak of Canadian wagyu.  I have cooked Japanese A5 wagyu at home before, but that is a very expensive and hard to find meat.  We no longer shop at our local Kitchener butcher (Robert’s Boxed Meats) after they sold us not one but two rotten steaks.  No third chance for Robert’s, and no more access to Japanese A5 wagyu.  The bright side of this is that after Robert’s almost ruined our cottage weekend with a steak that we had to throw in the garbage, my dad suggested we try the local Kincardine butcher, the Beefway.  This began a love affair and with a great store, and relationship with the staff who know us by name and recognize us when we come in.  When we first visited, I asked if they had heard of such a thing as A5 wagyu.  They had, of course, but didn’t carry the animal in stock.  Cut forward to 2025, and they now have Canadian wagyu in stock.  Not as marbled as the Japanese A5 variety, it might actually be a more enjoyable meat to enjoy as a steak.  There is a farm on the highway to the cottage that grows the animals, which is likely where the Beefway got theirs.

The Japanese A5 wagyu is so rich, that you really can’t eat more than a little in one sitting.  It is considered more a steak that you cut into cubes and share.  The Canadian variety was better suited to the steak eating experience.  I ended up doing two this year, both ribeyes.  The Beefway had a variety of cuts in stock, but I like a ribeye.  It was not cheap, but as a treat, certainly the best steak I’ve ever made at home.  More enjoyable than the A5 due to the better meat to fat ratio.  It was still incredibly tender, even when I accidentally cooked the first one to a medium well.  The second one, I underestimated and cooked it to a rare.  The thing is, both were really good.  With a good steak, I always keep the seasoning simple with salt and pepper, and maybe garlic powder.  A crappy steak needs everything I can throw at it to make it tasty, but the wagyu doesn’t need much.  No steak sauce.  You want to taste that meat.  You’re paying for it, so you better be able to taste it.  Salt might be enough on its own.

That is 2025 and its food experiments in a nutshell.  Nothing crazy, and all with local meat.  Which leaves us to end on a funny story.

The first time I purchased wagyu from the Beefway, I was so excited about my find, that I wanted to tell the world.  I made a post on the local Kincardine Facebook group.  There were several “likes” and loads of positive comments, except from one person who just didn’t…get it.

Darlene Johnson saw the price on my ribeye and had an absolute fit.  Her first of many comments is below.

 

She didn’t understand that the steak was a local cow, bred similar to the Japanese variety, no matter how it was explained to her.  She continued to berate me for buying it, and the store itself for “selling out” to Japan.  She said she preferred a nice lean steak.  I bet she cooks it well done, too.  I had to block her.  She was just mean.

Darlene A. Johnston will not dissuade me from buying the meat I like, and I will continue to patronize the Beefway as long as they are open.  Wagyu or otherwise, I have never had a tastier steak (or bacon, or pork chop, or chicken breast), than what I can get at my new favourite local butchers.

2025 was another successful year for food.  Bring on 2026!

 

OCT 6 2025 UPDATE:  She’s baaaack!

#1218: When Did You Get Your First CD Player?

RECORD STORE TALES #1218:  When Did You Get Your First CD Player?

 

When I seriously got into music in 1984, cassette was the dominant format in my demographic.  I was 12.  Older kids and adults still bought a lot of records, but when we gathered in the streets, our music was played on portable tape decks:  “ghetto blasters”.  Whether tethered by electrical cords or running free with weak C and D cell batteries, cassette dominated.  Then, one morning, CBC radio was doing a special on a new format:  the compact disc.  Host Clyde Gilmour had the longest running show on Canadian radio, and was known for playing classical and jazz music.  Gilmour’s Albums was the first time I ever heard a CD, but over the radio, it could not be properly appreciated.

In 1987 my cousin and his family came to visit.  They brought with them a CD player and the soundtrack to Good Morning Vietnam.  My biggest takeaway after seeing the format in person myself was there were no side breaks on CDs.  It was a one-sided format.  I had never considered such a thing before.  I didn’t have the imagination to picture a live album without side breaks.  Such a thing had never existed.

It didn’t take me long to discover the temptation of compact disc:  the “bonus track”.  Van Halen’s OU812 was the first CD I spotted with a bonus track called “A Apolitical Blues”.  The Columbia House music catalogue, which we signed up for in 1989, always listed when a format had a bonus track.  Very few records did, but many cassettes and many more CDs did as well.  It was a way of taking advantage of a longer running time without breaks, and to tempt people to make the switch.

For that reason, I officially adapted CD as my newest musical format on Christmas Day, 1989.  My first CDs were Alice Cooper’s Trash, Motley Crue’s Dr. Feelgood, Whitesnake’s Snakebite, and Winger’s debut – with bonus track.  Bob and John Schipper came over to visit during the holidays.  I demonstrated the sound of a CD by putting in Dr. Feelgood, cuing up Time For Change, and letting them listen to the silence at the of the fade.  I cranked it to max.  “No hiss!” I explained.  They didn’t appreciate it the way I did.  Cuing up songs by demand was also a treat.  I remember using it to isolate the track “Ride Cowboy Ride” by Bon Jovi and recording it on its own for cassette.

My first was the Panasonic seen below, atop my parents’ old 8-track deck.  The first of countless many.

I asked some friends for their stories about their switch to CD.  They answered the call, some with pictures.

bicyclelegs:

1990 I think, but I don’t remember the make or model.  By 1990 it was getting harder to find new releases on vinyl in Australia, so my hand was forced to a certain extent. But it was also a financial thing: before 1990 I simply couldn’t afford a CD player.

Dan Chartrand:

Same here for the bonus tracks! Mind you, some cassettes had bonus tracks…and even vinyl had bonus tracks…wish the internet was around to investigate more… My first CD was Dio’s Lock Up the Wolves due to the bonus track that wasn’t on the cassette or vinyl.

Melissa Nee:

I am thinking 87. It was super early.  I started getting CDs from Columbia House before buying in stores. They were pricey.  I think Bon Jovi was $16.

Chris Preston:

1988 for me.  quite honestly it was mostly because a bunch of my friends had CDs and they raved about how great they were. Peer pressure! I had also stopped buying vinyl by that point and I was growing tired of the poor quality of cassettes. It was time to embrace the future with CDs!

Erik Woods:

It was this. Got it some time in the early 90s.

Henry Wright:

I got my first CD player in June 1992. It was a college graduation present from my parents, I think. I had only cassette for many years but already had about 5-10 CDs before I got the player as I had started buying them around 1990-91, I think. Some of them were things I couldn’t find on cassette (typically from the UK), others were just favourite releases I wanted to upgrade. Before I got the player I would make a tape copy for myself on a friend’s. I don’t know if I thought cassettes were an endangered species but I always disliked how often they wore out or were chewed up by the machines and so I was pretty excited about the new format. I never heard of a bonus track until later although I do recall that new CDs often had the same “extra” tracks that cassettes did unlike the LP or 8-track versions.

Matt Phillips:

Summer of 1993; got my first guitar the same month. And it was the Panasonic with the flip top and the jog dial and the ability to skip to the next song on cassettes. This model:

Larry Russwurm:

1988. Most people in residence in Toronto had them already. Someone in residence had one as early as 1986.

Frank Schenker:

The first CD I ever purchased was Surveillance by Triumph. I also bought the cassette tape at the same time in November 1987 and I didn’t even own a CD player. I the spring of 1988, I purchased a Sanyo boom box with a CD player and cassette tape deck.

Rex Smetzer:

1988.  I just have always loved music & was in college at the time, & got it for Christmas.

Todd Evans:

December, 1984. Technics SL-P1.  In early 1984 a local department store had a Magnavox FD1000 on display that you could demo. They had one CD – Rush Moving Pictures. I must have played with that thing for an hour! My parents bought me one for Christmas that year. I remember that a friend bought me two of my first CDs as a Christmas gift – Asia’s first album and Thompson Twins Side Kicks. My parents bought me one to go with the player, but I can’t remember what it was.

It is warming to see some folks embrace the bonus track as I have.  The CD certainly changed our lives when we made the change.  When and why did you make the switch to CD?  Leave your story in the comments below.

#1217: When the Fall Starts to Fall

RECORD STORE TALES #1217: When the Fall Starts to Fall

 

The Equinox has passed us (Sept. 22).   All that remains is the clock change (Nov. 2).  The Seasonal Affective Disorder remains at bay for the moment.  Green still rules the outdoors, for now holding the bleak grey back.  Soon, however, this shall change.  What challenges will the fall bring?

I think, for the time being at least, I am done doing the live Contrarians on Wednesday nights.  It was a key part of my mental health strategy last winter, but like many things it became monotonous.  If the Contrarians do return on Wednesday nights this fall and winter, I am not sure if I will participate.  It was a healthy form of expression, but I confess that I prefer doing my own thing.  It enabled me to meet and work with new friends, which was valuable.  It is possible that I may replace it with something of my own in the same time slot, if it is not being used by the Contrarians.  We shall see.

My biggest challenge at the moment is what I call the “Monday Crash”.  I seem to struggle with waking up on a Monday morning these days.  Sometimes I just can’t see to get out of bed, and I end up working from home.  The option to work from home does help, but working from the office is infinitely more efficient.  My Mondays seem to be an uneasy truce between depression and dedication.  This happened through the summer too, but I worry about how fall will effect the battle.  Will it sway one side or another?

Back in 2022, my strategy for coping with fall and winter involved sending pictures and videos of Canadian weather to my new friend in California, MarriedandHeels.  While it did help for a while, it was not a good long-term strategy.  The novelty of taking winter pictures for a far-away friend, for her reactions, was a good idea but it could not last the whole season.  I needed strategy that focused on me, and not someone else.  I am pleased to say that MarriedandHeels and I are friends again, on normal social media, and have been for longer than we were originally the first time.  Unfortunately, she is dealing with her own things today and I can’t base any strategies on her in 2025.  I find myself trying to support her, which is not a bad thing.

For the winter of 2025, I am going to try and do some things that we never got around to last year.  These ideas included a winter trip to the cottage.  That is still in the cards, if the weather happens to line up with a free weekend.  Record shopping in the winter is also a must.

Things seem to be going OK.  I just got a new PC (though the CD drive is not quite working yet), and 50 Years of Iron Maiden is keeping me busy.  It has been an enriching experience.  Before we’re done, we’ll have three more guests who have never been on Grab A Stack of Rock before.  These things are healthy and keep me from becoming a recluse.

Here we go, lads.  Let’s have a triumphant winter like last year.  Repeat performance.  Let’s go!

#1216: A Chuckle with Blaze Bayley

RECORD STORE TALES #1216: A Chuckle with Blaze Bayley

“I know it’s not ideal, but how about 7:30 AM on Monday morning?” asked Blaze Bayley’s manager Mark Appleton.  It was Saturday and we had less than two days’ notice, but I had planned ahead for this possibility.  I brought my laptop home from work on the Friday, just in case I somehow had to balance the Blaze interview with work.  I am fortunate that I have the option to work from home occasionally.  7:30 AM would be perfect.  I start work at 8:30 AM, so that gave me plenty of time to do the interview with Blaze (30 to 45 minutes is what we were promised), and log into work with time to make a coffee.

I woke up early on the Monday morning and logged into my work laptop.  I answered a couple emails and did some work, and then hit the shower preparing for Blaze.

I was nervous, but felt that I had a good plan.  I didn’t have to miss any work, or even be late, to do the Blaze interview.  I had already gotten work started.  It would be no problem to finish up with Blaze and then right to work, even if I’d be running an adrenaline high.

The Blaze interview went smashingly well.  At the 45 minute point, Harrison asked him how he was doing for time?  He had lots of time, so we kept going.  The clock ticked closer and closer to 8:30, but I was still OK.  Blaze was inspired and inspiring.  We had to keep going as long as he was willing.

Blaze finished answering a question from Harrison at 8:35.  Harrison asked how he was doing for time again, and Blaze responded “a couple more.” Harrison threw it back to me.  As we went well overtime, I asked Blaze my final question which was about hooking up with the Absolva band, and the Appleton brothers.

“In music,” he said, “people don’t talk about being on time.  Be on time!  And actually show up.  Be on time!”  As he praised the punctuality of the Appletons, I was already ten minutes late for work myself.  Anxiety building!

We wrapped up at 8:45, and I logged back into work, only 15 minutes late.  In order to hear Blaze’s words about being on time for work, I was making myself late for work.  I think that’s just really funny.

Thanks for the advice Blaze!  I’m always really early, except for this one time, I swear!

Interview with Blaze Bayley

#1215: Burning the Notebooks

RECORD STORE TALES #1215: Burning the Notebooks

A sequel to #768: Scanning the Notebooks

 

You can’t keep everything forever.  This is an unfortunate truth that is one we must all face.  Eventually, you gotta throw things out.

Or, if you have a flair for the dramatic as I do, you gotta burn ’em.

I’m sure at one point in my life, I thought that these science notebooks would come in handy.  Indeed, I can’t remember how electron shells work anymore, which I used to find easy, so maybe there was some value in those books.  The real reason I hung onto them for so long was because I made so many doodles and sketches that I thought might be funny to keep.  I took a quick look and scanned some of the memorable ones (some can be seen here) but there were so, so many.  Were they all keepers?  I didn’t want to tackle that task and so I stuffed the notebooks in a corner for five years.

These books are over 35 years old now, took up too much space for something that will never be read again, and a decision had to be made.

I remember a lot of kids in highschool saying, “Ooh I’m gonna burn my notebooks as soon as school is out!”  I don’t know if they did that, but I decided to honour them by burning mine.  I kept some pages.  As I went through them, I pulled out pages with doodles and sketches and funny notes.  Those might be shown in another video later on, but for now, let’s see what some 35 year old highschool notebooks had in them that was worth saving from the fires.

As you can see, heavy metal music was always the main thing in my life.  There are guitars, there are band logos, lyrics, and a few passing grades too.

I guess the truth is, I always felt like school was something I had to do, in order to go home and listen to music at the end of the day.  I did fine, I passed, but my mom always felt I could have focused more.  I think these notebooks show she was right.  The grades were good, not great, and my attention was clearly elsewhere at times.

With notes dating back to 1988 and ’89, perhaps some earlier, it wasn’t easy to let these go.  I’ll never be able to use them to teach myself about electron shells.  The best I could do was keep some pages and use the rest to have a cool fire.

As Jon Bon Jovi said, “it’s hard letting you go.”  I hope the video is worth it.