Some pretty negative vibes these days in the blogosphere. I think eveyone needs to take Kim Mitchell's advice...might as well go for a soda!
Might as well go for a soda nobody hurts and nobody cries Might as well go for a soda nobody drowns and nobody dies Might as well go for a soda its better than slander better than lies
And once you've done that, make sure you do your rock n roll duty.
Remember, we're not in it for the money, we're in it for love love love...
Continuing on with our exciting survey of execrable Canadian supergroups and one hit wonders, we have everybody's favorite leopard-print wearing musician, Aldo Caporuscio.
Aldo Nova is what you might call a one-and-a-half hit wonder. Skip to the 1:20 mark of Fantasy to hear the actual song, the first minute or so is too painful to sit through.
Ball and Chain got a lot of airplay in Canada. They didn't do a very good job of synching the music to the video here. Again, skip the first minute to get to the song.
Foolin' Yourself made it on both the Canadian and US charts.
Finally, an Aldo Nova retrospective would be incomplete without an eyepatch and a black panther...
This was supposed to have been a post about Nash the Slash, a Canadian musician "famous" for having done a cover of Grand Funk Railroad's "We're an American Band". The irony, of course, is that Nash is neither American nor a band, being a solo artist at the time.
Sadly, for you, I can neither find a video of Nash's GFR cover, "I'm an American Band," nor can I find another Nash the Slash classic, "Dance After Curfew."
For those of you Canadians who enjoyed CityTV's "The New Music" show in the late 70's and early 80's, you'll remember JD Roberts (now John Roberts of Fox News) regularly featuring some of the best alternative music of the day. How I miss those weekly broadcasts (although I don't miss Jeannie Becker, who later went on to do Fashion TV).
Since i'm unable to share Nash the Slash with you, here's the next best thing: two other Canadian progressive rock bands, similar to Rush. One is Saga, which likely received some airplay in the USA and Europe. The other is FM, which Nash the Slash was an off-again, on-again member. FM is also considered a "space rock" band, as many of their early music featured space travel and other science fiction themes.
Just to be clear, i'm not just obsessed with old-school Canadian rock bands. I like new ones too. Here's a Canadian band that may be passingly familiar to those of you beyond the great white north. And they're a band from Hanna, Alberta to boot -- a town north and east of Calgary.
"If everyone cared and nobody cried, if everyone loved and nobody lied, if everyone shared and swallowed their pride, then we'd see the day where nobody died."
Blue Oyster Cult is well-known for having a song with lots of cowbell. April Wine, an oldschool Canadian supergroup, has its own cowbell song, Oooh What A Night. April Wine was huge in Canada. I can't say that April Wine was as big elsewhere, which, like Red Rose Tea's exclusivity, is a pity.
I'm not sure how much airplay Harlequin enjoyed in the United States and Europe. Probably not as much as it deserved. Superstitious Feeling is one of my favorite Harlequin songs. Tell me if it doesn't remind you of Michael Jackson's Thriller, if only because of Superstitious Feeling's horror / supernatural theme.
Helix is a Canadian metal band, most widely known for its' popular "ROCK YOU" anthem.
Less widely-known is Helix's double infamy, for producing a parallel, uncensored version of the "Gimme gimme good loving" music video (the pg version is further below), complete with topless beauty contestants, and featuring a 16-year old future porn star, Traci Lords, as Ms. Georgia.
Sorry, but you'll have to do your own digging if you want to view the uncensored version of that music video, though I "hear" it's not difficult to locate.
The demand for execrable Canadian Bands continues unabated. Call this my guilty pleasure, but Platinum Blonde was one of those Canadian rock bands that I loved, not only for their trite politics, but also because they simultaneously encapsulated the soulless, vacuous, fake blonde, valley girl look of the mid-eighties.
This from a guy who loves nothing more than to retrieve the Saturday Night Fever vinyl album from storage and give it a nostalgic spin once a year.