REVIEW: Winger – II – In the Heart of the Young (1990)

Part II of a Winger DOUBLE SHOT.

WINGER – II – In the Heart of the Young (1990 Atlantic)

Another awful album cover; another Winger album! Β The ambitious follow-up, still sonically mutilated by producer Beau Hill, was several steps forward and a few steps backwards at the same time. Β The year was 1990, and while most bands were starting to toughen things up and go a little heavier, Winger turned on the tap marked “syrup”.

Truly awful is “Can’t Get Enuff”, which Winger admitted took about five minutes to write, when he decided they needed to “make a video about sex”. Β Because that’s never been done before. Β Nor has a song called “Can’t Get Enough” (spelled correctly). Β There is nothing new or necessary here; the talented band are neutered by programmed rhythms and cheesey, generic lyrics. Β Not good enuff, although the second tune “Loosen Up” is better. Β There could have been some rock and roll groove with “Loosen Up”, but the plastic and thin production removes its teeth.

Keyboardist Paul Taylor, who left the band after this tour, wrote the ballad “Miles Away” by himself and it hits all the bases that a power ballad needed to hit: Β Big chorus, sad keyboards, and sappy lyrics! Β “Miles Away” never quite felt like it fit on the album stylistically, but it’s actually a decent ballad. Β It’s well written and arranged, but so pigeonholed to its time.

I hate synth horns, therefore I hate the single “Easy Come Easy Go”. Β There is no substitute for real horns. Β Keyboards are quicker and easier, but there is no comparison to the real thing. Β Thankfully Winger did utilise real horns on “Rainbow in the Rose”, the first of two epics on the album. Β Where “Can’t Get Enuff” was written in minutes, “Rainbow in the Rose” took a year to compose and arrange. Β Its complexity is admirable, but a better producer could have given it the finish it deserved. Β It’s a shame that with a complicated track like this, you can barely hear what drummer Rod Morgenstein is doing. Β He’s one of the best in the world, but he’s buried under keyboards. Β When you do listen to what he’s doing, it’s quite incredible work. Β As for the song? Β The chorus kills!

The second side was more of the same, including another epic at the end. Β “In the Day We’ll Never See” was Winger’s attempt to write more serious lyrics, and that’s all well and good. Β With a peppy riff and serious tone, it’s a good enough song for a car tape. Β Reb Beach’s anthemic guitars are the highlight. Β Another side; another ballad — “Under One Condition” sounds like a Warrant song, although that’s probably being unfair. Β Warrant could never play like Winger.

Side two has a slew of annoying songs in the middle. Β “Little Dirty Blonde” is as putrid as it sounds, but let’s face it folks, it’s not as bad as Kip Winger rapping. Β The story goes that they wanted to getΒ Tone Lōc to do his thing over “Baptized By Fire”, but that didn’t happen so Kip rapped it himself. Β It’s as annoying as you expect. Β One of the most impressive moments on the album is just a short instrumental break, sounding like speedily tapped guitar and bass, right before “Baptised By Fire”, but it’s over too soon before MC Kip takes over. Β “You Are the Saint, I Am the Sinner” improves the outlook mildly, annoying title aside. Β That leads to the final epic track, “In the Heart of the Young”. Β Like “Rainbow in the Rose”, this is a more ambitious arrangement, done with skill and care. Β Once again, focusing on Rod Morgenstein allows you to hear the complexities within. Β The melodies are strong and Kip’s singing is under-appreciated.

Winger were on to something with the more progressive material. Β Where they lost fans was with the dumbed down sounds of songs like “Can’t Get Enuff”, and they paid for it during the grunge onslaught down the road.

2/5 stars

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REVIEW: Winger – Winger (1988)

Part I of a Winger DOUBLE-SHOT.

WINGER – Winger (1988 Atlantic)

When Winger started out, they really played down to their audience. Β Kip Winger was a classically trained musician. Β Reb Beach was already a virtuoso guitar player whose talent can’t be under-stressed. Β Keyboardist Paul Taylor had been around the block a number of times, including a stint with Kip Winger in the Alice Cooper band. Β Most impressively, drummer Rod Morgenstein is best respected for the rock fusion combo Dixie Dregs. Β To hear guys with that background singing a song that goes, “She’s only seventeen, Dad says she’s too young but she’s old enough for me,”…well it’s just embarrassing.

I call bullshit, Mr. Clarence R. Winger. Β He’d been studying classical music since the age of sixteen. Β You know he could do better if he wasn’t trying to write cliche rock lyrics.

Musically, Winger (the debut album) isn’t half bad. Β In fact it’s more than half good! Β The opener “Madalaine” is cheesey rock, but it’s above the bar due to the intense guitar shreddery of Mr. Beach. Β It was an era when it was OK to just get up there and tap tap tap away. Β There is some musical integrity contained herein, but it’s not in the lyrical department. Β The single “Hungry” begins with a string quartet (only 22 seconds’ worth), arranged by Kip. Β See? Β Flashes of the talent within, but cloaked behind a typical rock power ballad with one of the most overused titles in the genre. Β Good songs both…but written down to a specific audience by guys who can do better.

Chief offender “Seventeen” wouldn’t be half bad if it had a different title; any title. Β Call it “Buttermilk”. Β Instead of:

“She’s only seventeen (seventeen),
I’ll show you love like you’ve never seen,
She’s only seventeen (seventeen),
Dad says she’s too young but she’s old enough for me.”

Change that to:

“I love my buttermilk (buttermilk),
Makes my pancakes as smooth as silk,
I love my buttermilk (buttermilk),
Mom says it’ll make me fat, stop that buttermilk!”

See? Β My lyric had depth that theirs doesn’t. Β It’s light and shade. Β Yes, buttermilk will make your pancakes extra tasty, but what of the health costs? Β I could go on and on about the brilliance of my lyric vs. Kip Winger’s. Β But I won’t. Β You get the point.

Shredding musicianshipΒ aside, “Seventeen” is not a good song.

“Without the Night” works well enough as a Bon Jovi-esque power ballad. Β What should have been deleted, because they already had enough original material, is a cover of Jimi’s “Purple Haze”. Β This is dreadful, overplayed, oversexed, with the only saving grace being a guitar battle with Reb Beach on one side and Dweezil Zappa on the other. Β Two monster players going at it is right on. Β Kip Winger “ooh ahh-ing” all over “Purple Haze” is blech. Β Just focus on Reb and Dweezil, and try your best to ignore Clarence.

The original LP had a side break here, and I think that’s a good idea. Β I need to take a moment to get some fresh air. Β Something stinks in here….

“State of Emergency” has a little progressive complexity to it, some chops and lyrics that are not about seventeen year old girls, so that is good. Β “Time to Surrender” shreds impressively over a slow Ratt-like riff. Β All considered, “Time to Surrender” is one of the strongest tracks on the album. Β Sadly, “Poison Angel” is the worst. Β This one could have been dropped. Β “Hangin’ On” is good enough, again boasting some impressive playing from Reb Beach. Β The key to listening to Winger is to focus on the instrumentation.

The most impressive track is the ballad “Headed for a Heartbreak”. Β Cheesey, yes. Β But listen for a moment, to the arrangement, and to the playing. Β It’s a hit power ballad, yes…but there are progressive complexities to the arrangement. Β Listen to Rod Morgenstein’s drumming. Β His patterns are not simple rock cliches. Β Too bad it’s so hard to hear what he’s doing. Β Winger has a brittle production, thanks to schlock-meister Beau Hill, ruiner of many an album. Β Over-processing and harsh gating on Rod’s drum sound gives the album a plastic feel. Β Some tracks such as “State of Emergency” should have more heft, but it is lost. Β “Time to Surrender” needs less gloss. Β The album has hardly any bass, and the thing about that is that Kip Winger is actually a pretty good bassist (not to mention singer).

The CD only bonus track (oh 1988, I miss you so) is a short rocker called “Higher and Higher”. Β It’s a better track than the similar-paced “Poison Angel” and should have swapped places with it. Β There’s also one other interesting little track to be found. Β Another short rocker called “Out for the Count” made an appearance on the soundtrack to Karate Kid III. Β I picked that up at a Zellers store, I think, on a clearance sale around 1992. Β It was an odd find, but being a collector I grabbed it for the one track. Β (AlsoΒ on the CD is “48 Hours” by a band called PBF, better known as Pretty Boy Floyd!) Β Swap “Out for the Count” for “Purple Haze”, and the Winger album would have been far stronger.

It’s really hard to boil this down to a simple number rating. Β I’ve come up with an equation based on your valuing of playing and songcraft,

Where x = a scale from 0-5 on how much you value shredding,

and y = a scale from 0-5 on your importance of song craft,

Then the rating for this album is:

= 3 + (x/4) – (y/4) / 5 stars

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REVIEW: The Cult – Ceremony (1991)

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Only 25 years late, I have finally acquired theΒ Cult’s Ceremony CD, thanks to my kind and generous reader Wardy. Β I somehow missed this album all those years, even though I own all the singles. Β There are some songs here that are completely new to me. Β Ceremony received mixed reviews when it was released, as it represented the band’s furthest move away from their roots, into commercial radio rock. Β Let’s see how accurate that is.

It starts sounding more like some lost Deep Purple album, with big organ and jammy sounds. Β Richie Zito co-produced this disc, and the band got a sharper sound out of the studio than they did with Bob Rock last time. Β Sonically, Ceremony has more impact, more heft, more oomph than the big and echoey Sonic Temple. Β The “Ceremony” in question on the title track is the rock arena, as the Cult had definitely become arena rock. Β They had also been reduced to a core duo. Β Jamie Stewart and Matt Sorum were gone, and the Cult used session musicians during this period. Β Charlie Drayton (bass) and Mickey Curry (drums) helped the band achieve what sounds like a very sincere crack at this kind of rock. Β Accessible it is, but the Cult didn’t really sell out. Β Check out the frantic “Wild Hearted Son”. Β Like the sound of a stampede of horses across the plains, “Wild Hearted Son” does not let up. Β I think I lot of fans were disappointed that the new Cult sound wasn’t more esoteric, but that doesn’t make it bad.

Just as relentless as “Wild Hearted Son” comes the “Earth Mofo”. Β One thing I had never really paid attention to before was the bass. Β Drayton’s get some great bass chops. Β The production of Ceremony leaves a lot of space between the instruments, so you can hear them. Β Those who find Sonic Temple overproduced may dig on this, so give “Earth Mofo” a spin. Β  That’s nothing though compared to the powerful “White”. Β Epic in scope, “White” is a massiveΒ groove with layers of acoustic instruments a-la Zep.

I didn’t see the tenderΒ sound of “If” coming, just piano and Ian’s crooning. Β Not after all that heavy hitting rock. Β But then “If” also explodes into something bigger, anthemic and memorable. Β I’m starting to think that if Ceremony got a bad rap back in ’91, it’s becauseΒ people weren’t paying proper attention.

“Full Tilt” is a great name for a rock song. Β Riffed out with generous helpings of rock sauce, “Full Tilt” was reported to have knocked a picture of at least one journalist’s wall.* Β Just wait until the afterburners ignite in the last minute of the song. Β Strangely, the very next track is the acoustic ballad “Heart of Soul”; a good song indeed but not as great as “Edie (Ciao Baby)” was. Β Back to the rock,Β “Bankok Rain” lacks the charisma that the rest of the tunes seem to have in common, though there is certainly nothing wrong with it’s staggering riff. Β By the end you won’t care, because the whole thing Β burns like fire and gasoline until all the fuel is spent.

A fascinating Cult song is “Indian”, a basic acoustic song with cello accompaniment. Β As Cult ballads go, this is definitely a peak moment. Β Ian infuses more passion into one line than most singers can do in a whole song. Β Unexpectedly, the album moves right on to another ballad, “Sweet Salvation”, which is actually less a ballad and more a soul song. Β It’s powerful, asΒ are all these songs in their own ways. Β Ian Astbury breaks out the Morrison poetry jams to kick off the ending track, “Wonderland”, a riff driven slow broil.

That’s the album, and it’s hard to gauge where it sits among the whole Cult catalogue. Β Certainly, this and Sonic Temple are brother records. Β They are stylistically more similar than Cult albums tend to be. Β Ceremony possesses track after track of scorching rock music. Β Does it make as strong an impression as the bombastic Sonic Temple? Β Not quite. Β By stripping the production to a more sparse and live sound, perhaps the Cult sacrificed the nuances. Β CeremonyΒ gleams shiny with amped up guitars and drums aplenty. Β It is hard to find fault. Β It is still a fine album.

3.5/5 stars

* That’s a true story, but I can’t remember what magazine I read it in. Β The reviewer said, quote “‘Full Tilt’ knocked a picture off my wall.”

#504: Waiting

Note: Β This tale is from 1996 and does not reflect current tech.

GETTING MORE TALEΒ #504: Waiting

The store that I managed for the longest periodΒ of time was opened in April of 1996. Β The format was 95% used stock, about 5% new.Β  It was fun being a part of the cutting edge in retail.

When we opened that store, we were inundated by customers who had never heard of us before.Β  Every day for months, somebody would wander in who had never been in one of our stores before. Β It was cool. Β We were different, and we wanted people to know it. Β We were eager to promote our special features and strengths, such as our listening stations and reservation lists.

The reservation list caused a lot of confusion among new customers.

Here’s how it worked.Β  Let’s say you’re looking for a CD that is hard to find used – Pink Floyd’s The Wall.Β  That one was expensive brand new.Β  Usually it ran for about $33.99.Β  Customers would much rather pay less, so they put themselves on our waiting list.Β  At the time we opened, the waiting lists were for that store only.Β  We didn’t have the ability to share our waiting lists with other branches yet. Β This was still a massive improvement over the old system: Β a notebook with phone numbers and titles written in it. Β (There were lots of names and numbers with the title “any Beatles”.)

The list operated on a first-come, first-served basis.Β  If you were the very first customer to put their name in for The Wall back in April ’96, then you would get dibs on the very first used copy that came in.Β  If you were second, you’d get the next shot at it, and so on and so forth.Β  What seemed to confuse my early customers the most was β€œWhere do these used CDs actually come from?”

There was no magical land of used CDs.Β  There was no massive warehouse from which to pick and choose copies of The Wall in various conditions.Β  There was no place from which to order used CD stock like you could with new.Β  If there was a Used CD Magic Wonderland, then it was in your basement, because the only way we received our stock in those days was via the customer.Β  If a customer came in and traded a great condition copy of The Wall, then congratulations – the first person on the waiting list received the first call.

On down the list we went.Β  If the first person no longer wanted The Wall (a frequent occurrence) then we’d go down the list to the second person.Β  We would phone each customer and give them a week to pick up their CD.Β  Unfortunately most customers who no longer wanted the CD never bothered to tell us, so it would sit there for a whole week before we could put it back in the hopper.Β  We wiped out our entire waiting list for Last of the Mohicans (Soundtrack) with just one copy, because none of the reserved customers wanted it anymore. Β There were five names on that list, and then suddenly none!

So: reserve a CD, and we would let you know when one was traded in. Β This doesn’t seem like it should be hard to understand, but apparently for some it was.

One upset customer came in about two weeks after reserving a rare CD.Β  β€œIs it in yet?”

I checked.Β  β€œNo, it’s not in stock, but since you have a reserve for it, we’ll call you when it does show up.”

β€œWhen’s that going to be?” he asked.

β€œHard to say,” I responded, trying to answer his question.Β  β€œWhenever someone trades one in, which could be tomorrow or it could be next year.”

Then he bellowed, β€œWhat do I have to do to get this thing to come in?!”

Sometimes, I just didn’t know what else to say.

β€œYou don’t have to do anything,” I said, not sure how to explain this further.Β  β€œSomebody will get tired of their copy, or just need the money.Β  If they sell it to me, you’ll get a phone call right away.” Β Then, feeling a little snarky, I added, β€œUnless you know somebody with a copy that you can talk into trading it in to us.”

There was actually one nearly-surefire way to guarantee a used CD would come into stock. Β T-Rev discovered this, inadvertently. Β Somehow, any time either of us bought a new CD that we’d been hunting for, suddenly a used copy would show up in store. Β Sometimes on the same day. Β This happened more than once! Β I was there when it happened with a Primus CD he was looking for. Β (Wish I could remember which one.) Β It was eerie.

Everything has changed today, obviously, and now you have access to the world’s inventory from your PC.Β  It’s hard to imagine there was once a time when you (gasp!) had to actually wait to find a used copy of The Wall!

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#503.5: Reader Mail

GETTING MORE TALEΒ #503.5: Reader Mail

There are a few rituals that I look forward to every day. Β I love waking up in the morning and checking to see if there are any new comments here. Β I look forward to coming home from work and spending time with Mrs. LeBrain. Β I also enjoy checking the mail box. Β I never know what surprises I might find eachΒ day. Β Sometimes it’s bills, or flyers from the local Church of Scientology. Β Today, it was a present from a reader!

You may have seen Wardy around in the comments section, and you also may have read some reviews that were requested by him. Β Wardy likes The Cult, among many bands, and requested a review for their Ceremony album. Β Problem: Β I didn’t have Ceremony. Β  I had all the singles, but not the album. Β In fact I think it is (somehow) the only Cult album I never bought.

Not any more! Β All the way from Australia, here is Ceremony! Β (And not just Australia, but Tasmania, which to me makes it that much cooler!) Β I guess I could say I got it on Australian import. Β Now I don’t have a choice; I have to review it! Β How could I say no, now?

As I press “play” for the first time, I leave you with this.

When you eventually see a review for the Cult’s Ceremony up here, thank Wardy. Β THANK YOU WARDY!

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REVIEW: Jim Crean – Insatiable (2016)

NEW RELEASE

JIM CREAN – Insatiable (2016 Rocker Records)

If you’re not familiar with Jim Crean, that’s OK. Β YouΒ probably know ofΒ his famous friends. Β Crean sings lead with the Appice Brothers (Carmine and Vinny) for their Drum Wars live shows. Β  Both brothers appear on his solo CD, Insatiable, along with other stars such as Phil Lewis (LA Guns), Mike Tramp (White Lion), Tony Franklin (The Firm/Blue Murder), Phil Naro and more. Β But it doesn’t matter how many guests you fill your album with if you don’t have the tunes. Β Crean has not only the tunes, but also the voice.

In a way the weirdest track is the intro by Don Jamieson from That Metal Show. Β He pronounces “Appice” differently for each brother. Β Carmine is “Appeece” and Vinny is “Appicee”. Β Very odd. Β The title track “Insatiable” features Vinny, but the song does not address the pronunciation controversy! Β If you’re a fan of 80’s sunset strip rock, then “Insatiable” is for you, like Faster PussycatΒ but fed a steady diet of heavy metal. Β Crean has range and rasp, and the result is the kind of rock that people miss today.

Vinny might be best known for his stint in Dio and Black Sabbath with Ronnie James. Β With the late Jimmy Bain on bass, Appice and Crean re-created Dio’s “Caught in the Middle”. Β Having original players and writers on it lends it a credibility that most covers can’t match. Β Best of all, Crean can pull it off! Β Singing Dio is, to put it mildly, not easy. Β Crean pulls it off with confidence and ability, just as he does with his ownΒ original tune “Touch”. Β Not to exaggerate, but “Touch” has to be one of the best songs to come out in 2016: Β killer mid-paced rock, besides the riffs and that voice! Β Another fine cover, L.A. Guns’ “Over the Edge” is performed with assistance from Philip Lewis. Β A more obscure choice from 1991’s Hollywood Vampires, it’s a powerfulΒ slow rock track with a Zeppelin-y groove. Β Guitarist Steve Major also needs to be singled out for a fine performance on this one (and all theΒ tracks).

The most star-studded song is the lead single, “Can’t Find My Way”, a Mike Tramp cover. Β Mike sings on it, as does Phil Naro, with Tony Franklin on bass and Carmine on drums. Β (Tony and Carmine make it 2/3rds of the originalΒ Blue Murder, minus only John Sykes.) Β This ballad is a bit slow, a bit long, but kicks in for the chorus. I actually prefer Jim’s original material. “Follow Your Heart” is one such original, this one featuring ex-Dio guitarist Rowan Robertson. It has a distinct Dio-ish vibe, aided and abetted by Vinny’s incomparable drum sound. The final three originals (“Shut Your Mouth”, “Turn it Around”, and “Miss Me”) are all very strong hard rock songs. Crean wrote all his originals himself. What a talent. Such a voice, with sharp songwriting chops. This guy has more talent in his pinky than CC Deville has in his entire body.

Two bonus tracks close it out, both covers: Mr. Big’s rockin’ “The Whole World’s Gonna Know”, and “Magic Touch” by Kiss. Sharp fans will recall that Crean contributed “Magic Touch” to Mitch Lafon’s Kiss tribute CD, A World With Heroes. Β If you missed that now sold-out CD, you can at least get Jim’s version of the song here. Β “Magic Touch” is, of course, great. Β It always was, but now here’s a chance to hear it without the disco (Kissco?) trappings. Β As for “The Whole World’s Gonna Know”, Jim’s version may surpass the original.

Added Can-Con bonus: Β Much of the album was recorded in Toronto, just a stone’s throw away from Jim’s base in Buffalo, New York.

Added extra bonus: Β My copy included a DVD with the “Can’t Find My Way” music video.

If you like hard rock with integrity the way they used to make it, then this album is for you. Β If you buy one new release this week, make it Jim Crean’s Insatiable.

5/5 stars

 

#503: 22 Acacia Avenue

GETTING MORE TALEΒ #503: 22 Acacia Avenue

Everything started with Iron Maiden. Β At least for me. Β Way way waaaay back in Record Store Tales Part 1: Run to the Hills, we revealed that pivotal moment when everything changed. Β The album was Masters of Metal Volume 2, and regardingΒ hearing “Run to the Hills” for the first time I wrote, “Some people speak of moments of clarity: That was my moment.” Β Everything I was focused on and passionate about now took a back seat to rock and roll. Β The year was 1984.

I taped some Iron Maiden albums off friends, and bought the double Live After Death as my first Maiden LP. Β I memorised the names of the members, and made sure to include Martin “Black Knight” Birch and Derek “Dr. Death” Riggs in my memory banks. Β Maiden had the best album covers, the best videos, and the best lyrics. Β They had songs about World War II and the Crimea. Β It was more intelligent music than the other heavy metal bands I’d heard. Β I stared for hours at my Live After Death LP, so loaded was it with photos and facts. Β In grade 8, I was the only kid in my school who liked Iron Maiden, and that was fine by me.

Figuring out exactly what Maiden were saying, that was another story. Β Live After Death had a lyric sheet, but before that we were just guessing. Β In a case of mis-heard lyrics, I assumed that the lyrics to “Number of the Beast” went, “Hell and fire are bornΒ to be the least”. Β Bruce was actually singing “Hell and fire are spawned to be released.” Β “To be the least” went over better with teachers and parents, but when I got Live After Death, I kept the real lyrics for myself. Β I did learn a new word from that song, “spawned”.

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Maybe it was Bruce’s accent, but I really struggled to hear what he was saying, even just when he was speaking on stage. Β “Scream for me, Long Beach!”, he repeated throughout the album. Β I could not figure out at all what he was saying, and neither could my best buddy Bob. Β It sounded like “Scream for me, lambiens!” Β So we assumed “lambiens” was British slang for “my friends”. Β That made sense to us. Β Bob had Live After Death on cassette and there were no liner notes. Β Not until I got it on LP many months later did I see that the album was recorded at Long Beach Arena, and put two and two together. Β Until then, it was “lambiens”! Β “Speak to me, Hammersmith!” was another Bruce phrase that we couldn’t decipher. Β Until I noticed that side four of the LP was recorded at Hammersmith Odeon did it click. Β Until then, I thought Bruce was talking to his bandmates on stage. Β “Speak to me, Harris Smith!”

Both of us played that live album plenty. Β Thanks to “Powerslave”, I was way ahead on my Egyptology. Β By the timeΒ we started taking Egyptian history in grade 11, I was already well familiar with the eye of Horus. Β All knew all about Alexander the Great and the Gordian Knot. Β Iron Maiden brought all that stuff right to our stereos, but I don’t think they got enough credit for it.

Maiden had other subject matter as well. Β Though seldom, they would sometimes write songs regarding the “fairer sex” such as “Charlotte the Harlot”. Β As a young kid first getting into the band, I had no idea what that was about. Β Even foggier to me was “22 Acacia Avenue”. Β It was a great tune, but the lyrics were a total mystery to me. Β It’s not complicated: Β Charlotte sells herself for money in both tunes. Β In the second, someone is trying to talk her out of this lifestyle. Β “You’re packing your bags, you’re coming with me.” Β Right over my head.

In art class at school, we had to draw a scary scene for Halloween. Β I chose a bunch of imagery I lifted fromΒ Maiden covers: Β streetlamps, grave stones, fire, dark alleys, a grim reaper and…a house with the address “22 Acacia Avenue”. Β I liked how Maiden’s artist Derek Riggs hid symbols and clues in his covers, so I was trying to do the same, but just randomly. Β The teacher walked up and observed my artwork, and asked me a couple questions. Β “22 Acacia Avenue, is that where you live?” Β No, but how the hell do I explain this to the Catholic teacher at a very Catholic school? Β Scrambling for an answer I said, “No, that’s the address of an actual real haunted house.” Β The teacher “Oooh’ed” excitedly and went to the next student. Β An actual haunted house? Β Boy did I have that wrong. Β Not that I could have given the real answer!

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Playing Live After Death again today as I’m writing this is very much a time capsule. Β It’s 1985 again, and Bob and I are playing air guitars to “22 Acacia Avenue” in my basement. Β How badly we so wanted to BE Iron Maiden. Β Hell I made a birthday card for Bob one year that had his face in Iron Maiden over Dave Murray’s! Β Of 22 Acacia Avenue, Bruce sang “That’s the place where we all go.” Β Good enough for us, so we wanted to go too. Β If we knew what Bruce was actually singing about, I think we would have (wait for it) run to the hills instead!