Co- Ordinated by S. Latimer Associate Producer - Andrew Sykes Promotions - Alice Haliburton Cover Artwork by Doug Temple, Len Temple This album was recorded at SRS (Sound Recording Studio) London, Ontario - Spring 1986. Engineers: Tim Lunn, Jennifer Lewis Mix Engineers: Tim Lunn, Jennifer Lewis, Paul Steenhuis Production Assistance from CHRW, Paul Steenhuis, Geoff Keymer Cut at The Lacquering Channel, Toronto, Ontario Manufactured by Astro Records, Toronto, Ontario Distributed by CHRW Special thanks to the University Students' Council, U.W.O.,Lunasee Lighting & Sound, Katie Utsall, Jo Ann Pleber, Mike Hensen, SRS Studios and the London community who made this album possible. UKASE 'Shadow Dancer' He's a mystery ..shadow dancer Looking at me with grey-blue eyes Where is his world, I tried to find it Looking at you, our worlds collide Chorus Looking at . . . our worlds collide Shadow dancer but he can't hide Days pass by shifting slowly Morning sun to deep midnight Darkness brings my feelings inward I need your love to shed some light Fragments all beyond these pieces Where he stands so tall so still Is my love enough to reach you Will its touch release your will In the shadows, he can't hide. (c) 1986 UKASE UKASE are .. . Roza White - Vocals Christine deVeber - Guitar Dianne McPherson - Guitar Jane Culligan - Bass Steve Vachon - Drums THE THIN LINE `Burning Leaves' Carried away on the wings of the wind I loin the race to death With lifeless breath under gothic skies Our last words laid to rest As the seasons turn, the embers burn There's a shadow long and drawn Kisses from impassioned lips With deadened grass upon the lawn Chorus Swirling in a circle The dust gets in my eyes And it doesn't really matter Which way I turn For the seasons have stilled our cries. As the light recedes from full blown rage We draw the curtains on a lively beast Our traps are full But our catch is small We drive on a setting sun Burning leaves burn like aged souls The sap, it flows no more We pass another season, harden up our skins We place the bolt across the door. 1986 Andrew McPherson Music by T.T.L. THE THIN LINE are ... Andrew McPherson - Vocals, Sax Rolf Dinsdale - Guitar Tim Crease - Bass Mario Circelli - Drums LIFELESS CURRENTS `Walk On' All the sensitivity we cut it all away Destroy, destroyed, destroy ourselves, play the game Well I've stopped dreaming of the days I might never see Lost cause seems dead to the world Bring me back to life again It doesn't matter who you are It doesn't matter if you're weak or strong It doesn't matter where you're from It only matters, do believe in yourself Caught a glimpse of hell's rage We still want to taste The poison that smells so sweet The power we embrace They want you to worship their deity Follow the rules but what about God Listen and obey the Preacher No I won't, I'm on my own Too much to live up to Too many to disappoint I pulled out her thouu Never saw the dagger You found so many ways to put words Into my mouth Dissillusioned by my intentions Let it go Walk on. 1986 A. Piggins Music by LC. LIFELESS CURRENTS are . . Mike Munro - Drums, Vocals, Celtic Harp, Tuba Mitch - Bass, Vocals, Belzouki, Jesus Harp, Harmonica Alan Piggins - Vocals, Guitar, Foot Stompin' Thanks to: Bruce Fleming, Jeff Stock, Colin the Giraffe, Tannis Maynard (backup vocals, harmonizing), Paul Boreham, Phil Langlotz, Kevin Barry and Frank Shaw. OCTOBER CRISIS 'PCB' © 1986 OCTOBER CRISIS are . .. Rick Barnes - Rhythm Guitar Dave Clark - Back-Up Vocals Jamie McLean - Drums Johnny O. - Bass Darsea Scot - Lead Vocals CONDO CHRIST `Weekend Alcoholic' Get up in the morning -run my fingers through my hair My head's still pounding - gotta get out of here Everyone's bitching - but I don't care Going out now gonna dunk some more beer Weekend alcoholic -'cause there's nothing else to do Weekend alcoholic - and it's all because of you Weekend alcoholic - leave me alone Weekend alcoholic - gonna drink 'til I fall You can't be a rebel forever How long can you be a brat? Felt like I can do it forever Maybe even longer than that Chorus Get up in the morning - run my lingers through my hair My head's still pounding - gotta get out of here Everyone's bitching - I don't care Going out now gonna drink some more beer. © 1986 Condo Christ CONDO CHRIST are . .. Mary Lou Ambrogio - Bass Chris Richards - Guitar Dan Husband - Lead Guitar Wayne Fisher - Drums Jamie Conyers - Vocals PLANET PEOPLE `Bad Boy' Some people they drink whiskey Some people they decline Some people live all their lives Some lust sit and pine Some people pray for money Some people pray for fame Me I love it sunny Me I love it rain I'm just a bad boy enjoying all my days Don't have no job, don't have no fears I'm lust a bad boy soaking up the rays Summer's dancing . . . dancing in my ears My bank account's run dry . . . she's in arrears Just a bad boy . . . Some people they dig ditches Some sip apple wine Some caught up with the riches Some caught feeling fine Some people work to retire Some are purely bored Some just like to hire Some lust want to hoard I'm just a bad boy showing no distain Never forcing any blame I'm just a bad boy got to stay sane I live a lazy game . . . never play by the rules Never fly . . . too near the flame Just a bad boy . © 1986 D.N Blokker Music by J Charlton PLANET PEOPLE are . .. John Charlton - Lead Vocals, Guitar, Drums Ralph Dame - Chapman Stick, Vocals Special thanks to Cinch Morrison. L.M.O.T.V. 'Loss of Control' Loss of control Loss of control We're going down with a heart full of soul The number we've reached is no longer in service And that look in your eye is making me nervous You pulled out the plug On our great love And all my sweet dreams Have run down the drain We tasted your mettle - you threw in the towel And everyone wonders who'll have the last howl Images in nations that I've never seen Make me wonder if I've got the right dream Twilight sleep, I will forget To feel my cowardice - haven't earned it yet Musical limbo's not a nice place to be Floating m a dingy in the deep blue sea There's land hog A land of snow We'll warm it up with a musical glow Draw in the anchor -- full speed ahead Blinding ambition - the taste of lead We never sleep - though we collapse into bed We'll never sleep until we're cold and dead. © 1986 J Zucchero L.MO.T.V. are ... Paul Brennan - Bass Gary Kaufman - Drums Kevin McKeon - Guitar Andrew McPherson - Vocals, Sax Jim Zucchero - Guitar SUFFER MACHINE 'Footsteps' Prostituted my body Kissed ass and I like it Perverted the innocent Like my father did Relieve the things I tell you though I am a liar it I only had the guts I'd burn your money in a fire I'm just following in the footsteps of my teacher Imprisoned my body Tasted pain and I liked it Perverted the innocent Like my mother did Believe the things that I tell you Though I am a lia r If I only had the nuts I'd burn your world in a fire Cause every slave in his head Yearns to be a man of action .. I'm just following in the footsteps of my teacher (C) 1986 Suffer Machine SUFFER MACHINE are ... Peter Tangredi - Vocals Chris (Bork) Serratore - Perc/Drums Greg (Egg) Rinehart - Bass Pat (Snit) Eynon - Guitar Stephen (Phano) - Keys Lisa Patterson - Sax, Back-Up Vocals Sheila Veerkamp - Back-Up Vocals Michele deVeber - Back-Up Vocals NOSMO KING JR. `City Of Faith' NOSMO KING JR. are . .. Greg Clarke - Rhythm Guitar, Vocals Pat Gilmour - Keys Jedd House - Lead Guitar Brodie Lodge - Drums Lionel Lodge - Bass ITSA SKITSA' Warning' It's raining raining again But the sun it still shines Pouring pouring rain But the sky is still the same People in their cars Driving home from work Turn on the radio Can't get it to work Calm down it's okay Just need a release Walking down the street Steaming underneath Something in the air Something we don't know Sale signs are everywhere Everything must go Waiting for the warning to begin For an explanation out of desperation You want it Living in a tent House has fallen down Saving all the rent Sleeping on the ground Earth below your feet Shaking all the time This is where we wait For another sign © 1986 Paul Scriven Music by Itsa Skitsa ITSA SKITSA are . . . Paul Scriven - Vocals, Guitar Damian Seguin - Guitar, Vocals Doug Campbell - Drums lain Staines -Bass Special thanks to Dana Stone SHEEP LOOK UP `Like A Rat' Your life's piece meal And ya want appeal You wanna finish it off But ya got no cause Want to believe Ya got the means Is the God in you Wont it shine through Chorus Sonority Build a nightmare Diversity Why are you frightened Festering Building cycles A new plateau Ya live like a rat No killing ground To be found Religious fewer Is what you need Make a circle Make it perfect So you won't need rest You'll need the best Chorus Break it down Into sound See how the pieces fit Now make a mess of it Wasting my time Like words that don't rhyme No not another change You can't maintain Chorus © 1986 Will Power Music by Sheep Look Up SHEEP LOOK UP are . . . Will Power - Vocals Gilbert Smith - Guitar Greg Moore - Drums Mark DeRoux - Bass John Francom - Sax, Piano Produced by Chris Greenwood & Sheep Look Up In addition to those already mentioned CHRW would like to extend special thanks to - Rob Elder. Dale Goldberg, G. James. Robert MacDougall. Paul Reviers Mark Furakawa. Rob Pollock, Fed Miller, Eric Funnekotter, Len Siderius, Paperworks Port Litho. Lionel Lodge. Brodie Lodge. 8. Mack. Sonic Wolfe, Helen & Tammy. |
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