<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149</id><updated>2012-01-10T07:00:24.938-08:00</updated><category term='powerviolence'/><category term='Spiel Box'/><category term='wuss rock'/><category term='metal'/><category term='Download'/><category term='rock'/><category term='thrash'/><category term='death'/><category term='punk'/><category term='Mooncalf'/><category term='outsider'/><category term='grunge'/><category term='improv'/><category term='avant garde'/><category term='funk'/><category term='grind'/><category term='alternative'/><category term='tardcore'/><category term='hardcore'/><category term='folk'/><title type='text'>This is a Tiny Town</title><subtitle type='html'>An online archive of music from Ottumwa, IA's days of old.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-1073024396871812269</id><published>2011-11-08T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T05:16:26.630-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mooncalf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Download'/><title type='text'>MOONCALF - s/t (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq-dG6dUHWU/Trkc4tdZCII/AAAAAAAAASE/vcZcHUeGt78/s1600/Mooncalf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq-dG6dUHWU/Trkc4tdZCII/AAAAAAAAASE/vcZcHUeGt78/s400/Mooncalf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672596966250973314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A one time collaboration between John Huston (Smirnoffs, Citrus Boy, Delirium, etc) and Jake Allee (Gristle, Threeskin, Mantapus, etc). I'm not sure how this came about, actually. As I've said earlier, I didn't really know John back in the 90s (I don't know him now, either) and Jake didn't talk about this. I remember asking Jake about it when I found out about it, but I'm sure I was confrontational and Jake didn't say much about it. I didn't actually hear this until just a few years ago and was surprised by how much I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is anything-goes, unhinged guitar and drums rock-n-roll from the  very early stages of these two below-underground music visionaries of  southeastern Iowa. The found-sound snippets  pasted in between the recordings is a bit distracting, but then again it  does accentuate the excited, pioneering, anything-could-happen DIY  spirit evoked by so-much pre-digital, pre-internet social media, home  recording of the late 80's to early 90's.  Kurt Cobain and flippers's  influence on the young John Huston's guitar and vocals is prevalent, but  that's not a bad thing.  The leads are already intriguing.  Jake's  balls-to-the-wall drumming style is full of ideas and potential here.   This was recorded during the peak Gristle era, and much of the drumming  belies Jake's interest in George Hurley finesse (fIREHOSE, minutemen),  and other distinctive drumming Jake was interested in at the time (Tar  Babies, Stooges, Dinosaur Jr., Primus, Melvins, etc...).  Check out the  cover graphics, done in the classic, cheapo photocopied Pirate Alley  style with the graph paper background, and mysterious driver's license  photo.  This is 4-track rock-n-roll fun for a one-time listen for most  underground music fans, and repeated listens for me.  Jake went on to  become a masterful potter and teacher.  John is an award-winning  journalist and inspiring union dude, both still play music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=OHMRR7YS"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-1073024396871812269?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/1073024396871812269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=1073024396871812269' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1073024396871812269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1073024396871812269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2011/11/mooncalf-st-1994.html' title='MOONCALF - s/t (1994)'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq-dG6dUHWU/Trkc4tdZCII/AAAAAAAAASE/vcZcHUeGt78/s72-c/Mooncalf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-8020860887590717107</id><published>2009-02-27T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:13:41.740-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiel Box'/><title type='text'>SPIEL BOX - "Rehearsal" 1992?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/Sai15olkBqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lO4GLGVgybQ/s1600-h/logo520spielbox.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307692162608268962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 42px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/Sai15olkBqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lO4GLGVgybQ/s200/logo520spielbox.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(this above image has nothing to do with the band)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always consider myself lucky to have "learned" how to play bass the way I did. I use the word "learned" loosely, as what little formal training I had didn't stay with me. I bought my first bass guitar in either 1991 or 1992. I can't remember exactly which year now, but I think I was a sophmore in High School. Either way, it was a late start for learning an instrument. Certainly, if I wanted to be any good at playing an instrument I would need a lot of practice and/or determination. I had neither. I've never considered myself to be a musician, but more of a fan of music who wanted to be involved in music. Becoming a fluent player has never entered my mind, not once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After buying my bass (a Fender Jazz model 4 string, black with white pick guard) I decided I should take lessons. I started taking lessons from Chris Hunter at Richardson's Music Center. Each session $15 for 30 minutes. Chris tried to teach me scales, arpeggios, common chord progressions, etc but I never practiced them after I left my lessons. I listened to 90% heavy metal, 10% punk rock, had zero interest in classic rock music and couldn't see how any of the shit Chris was teaching me would apply to the kind of music I wanted to play (I can see it now). Eventually Chris asked me why I was paying for lessons when I wasn't putting any effort into learning anything, so I just started bringing in tapes and asking him to teach me how to play songs I liked until I eventually gave up on taking lessons all together. So much for that idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had known Mike Hoff since my freshman year, but it wasn't until Jake Allee moved here from Cedar Rapids that we started playing music together. Jake was a skinny, mouthy, punk kid who's "fuck what you think" attitude got him beat up more than a couple of times at school. This dude fucking LOVED Primus, like they were the only band he ever talked about, and that's all I can remember my first impression of him. Mike introduced me to Jake and we got along okay (I think?), and shortly after we decided to start playing together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My real musical training began when I started playing with Mike and Jake. At that time, all three of us sucked about the same. None of us had any experience and together we learned to play as a group. There was no shame in not being able to play your instrument because none of us could, really. This enviroment was completely nuturing and we all made progress, some progressed faster than others. It didn't take Jake long to emerge as the best musician of the group, but he put in the hours of practice to do so. Me....? Not so much. I did okay, that's all I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't think SPIEL BOX ever wrote any songs. When we got together, one of us would start playing something and the others would join in and we'd jam on it for a few minutes before running out of steam and moving on to another jam. There wasn't a whole lot of fancy fingerwork done on my part, but it was here that I learned how to play along with a drummer, how to stay on time and how to anticipate chord changes. The recordings we did were done during these jam sessions and, for the most part, these songs were only played once. There were a couple of songs I had lyrics written for in advance because I had to record something for a science project at school (yup, songs about cytoplasm and paramecium... good shit!), but the music was all written on the day of recording. Before SPIEL BOX stopped playing and we went our seperate ways we had a full tape of stuff recorded, but copies were never made and it remains unreleased to this day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 4 songs on this recording were done right before we split up. Recorded on a hand held tape recorder in Mike's basement, they sound suprizingly good. There are two cover versions of URINAL's "Ack, Ack, Ack!" (one slow, one fast), an improvised jam with lyrics loosely based on "Ack, Ack, Ack!" and a jam that eventually evolved into a UNISEX song, "I Like Breakfast". I can't remember why we stopped playing with Jake, but soon after this Mike and I formed UNISEX with Brian and Spence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.megaupload.com/?d=G9MJVLS1'&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-8020860887590717107?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/8020860887590717107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=8020860887590717107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/8020860887590717107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/8020860887590717107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2009/02/spiel-box-rehearsal-1992.html' title='SPIEL BOX - &quot;Rehearsal&quot; 1992?'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/Sai15olkBqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lO4GLGVgybQ/s72-c/logo520spielbox.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-7660912007739876985</id><published>2008-12-09T10:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:17:08.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tardcore'/><title type='text'>JEFF KOETTEL - "A Jeff Koettel Christmas (1994)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST7AAtGCpLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iw2NxkWVINo/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277866931662267570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST7AAtGCpLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iw2NxkWVINo/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't think of a better Christmas gift than to share this forgotten classic with the world. Here to help you celebrate the birth of Christ is my brother Jeff's "A Jeff Koettel Christmas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing on with his retarded improvised casio-core, Jeff recorded this tape in 1994 to get into the Christmas spirit by singing this tape "with a really bad cold". You can hear his head clogged with mucus on these 9 tracks. Completely devoid of self-censorship and shame, it sounds as if Jeff is reading from a book as he sings these while giving the "demo" button on his Casio a workout. Everything done in one take, I'm sure. "Deck the Halls" is the stand-out track here - pure cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this sucks, but so do most Christmas albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a happy holiday. Please leave a comment after listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=QB6QX7BT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-7660912007739876985?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/7660912007739876985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=7660912007739876985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7660912007739876985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7660912007739876985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/12/jeff-koettel-jeff-koettel-christmas.html' title='JEFF KOETTEL - &quot;A Jeff Koettel Christmas (1994)'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST7AAtGCpLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iw2NxkWVINo/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3881666422381304809</id><published>2008-12-05T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:19:47.022-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>2 POUNDS OF HERRING FOR $1.25 - "The Andy Koettel Story" 1992</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SToAwkBb_lI/AAAAAAAAADw/tCTYJtuCXcM/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276530747721383506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SToAwkBb_lI/AAAAAAAAADw/tCTYJtuCXcM/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been putting off uploading this for a while now as I recorded this when I was really young and it's a bit embarrassing now. I'm uploading it now because I feel that people shouldn't release things to the public unless they are willing to accept the fact that it might come back to haunt them later in life. This is no exception, I am not exempt from this rule. At one point I was very proud of this tape and gave them to friends and classmates with enthusiasm. I can't let age stand in the way of things now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I recorded this tape between BILL BASSETT BAND and UNISEX, in the winter of 1992 on my brother's karaoke machine at a time when music consumed my life and I was excited to be involved with it. I hadn't been playing bass for very long when I wrote and recorded this stuff and I'm positive the first time I played guitar was when I did this tape. This tape came about because of experimentation with overdubs and layering instruments. The karaoke machine was the first multitrack recording I had ever done, and these songs were tossed off quickly and without self-censorship. I wrote and recorded all of these songs in 2-3 days, bouncing tracks back and forth between the cassette decks. The last song, "Fuck the Poll Tax", is listed as a cover song, but it's really just the SORE THROAT song put at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sang a lot in high school and some people considered me to be pretty good at it. I was even "All-State" once and received medals and shit. I cringe when I hear my singing on this tape now. I'm not sure if it's the singing itself, or the stupid lyrics I put to the music (I fancied myself as a writer of poetry too then - a complete nerd). The music on this tape is divided between bad funk, punk rock and shitty metal - all recorded without any percussion. Recorded with a proper band, this tape wouldn't be so embarrassing now, but since I'm playing all of the instruments - I have to accept all of the blame for how awful it turned out, ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dubbed maybe 30 copies of this tape, photocopying the covers at the recently opened Econo Foods (where South Hy-Vee is now). I sold some of them for $1.25, but a lot of them were just given away because nobody wanted to pay for it. The same guy from my high school that told me "There's a new band in town called Beef Stew..." saw the text on the front of my tape (stolen from Metal Mania magazine) and accused me of ripping off the spoken intro from the BEEF STEW tape. I hadn't even heard the BEEF STEW tape at that point, but it's strangely similar. I can't imagine too many copies of this exist now- maybe 2 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started recording a second tape soon after, but gave up on it after UNISEX formed. One of the tracks from this aborted second tape, an early version of "The Gardener's Anthem", was released as a bonus track on the UNISEX reissue. Some of these songs would re-appear in bands I was later in;"Hot Chocolate" was recorded by UNISEX and THREESKIN, "At War With the Smiths" by THREESKIN, "Safe Sex" by CAPTAIN THREE LEG. You'll also notice an early pre-occupation with Bob Beisch, something later elaborated on with THREESKIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So there you have it. My face is red just talking about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=4HGZOD4C"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3881666422381304809?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3881666422381304809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3881666422381304809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3881666422381304809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3881666422381304809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-pounds-of-herring-for-125-andy.html' title='2 POUNDS OF HERRING FOR $1.25 - &quot;The Andy Koettel Story&quot; 1992'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SToAwkBb_lI/AAAAAAAAADw/tCTYJtuCXcM/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3720609452350766443</id><published>2008-10-13T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:15:08.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><title type='text'>DELERIUM - "Pirate Alley" 1994</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPQHcMwZIoI/AAAAAAAAADo/aK6V38runH0/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256834846090142338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPQHcMwZIoI/AAAAAAAAADo/aK6V38runH0/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While I don't consider this to be John's best work, it's an important stage in his evolution as an artist. Hopefully he's not too mad at me for posting this tape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well before CITRUS BOY, John was recording tapes and releasing them under the name JOHN HUSTON &amp;amp; HIS IMAGINARY BAND. To this day I've only heard his first tape, "Da GL Song", and I consider it to be pretty unlistenable. I'm sure John would agree. It was John's goal all along to form a grunge band, but that didn't come until 1994 when he formed DELERIUM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember seeing DELERIUM stickers all over town on people's cars and wondering who the fuck they were. The band was so short lived that I didn't even hear about them until they had broken up. They were together for three live shows and this recording, that was it. With the help of left-handed drummer Paige Clause and "chord-progression-challenged" bassist Sam Long, DELERIUM recorded this lone demo tape in the spring of 1994.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While making the jump from boombox to 4 trax , the sound on this is pretty terrible, even for my tastes. I get the impression John was constantly writing and recording music and didn't spend too much time on something before moving on to the next. All of the songs on side one are originals, side two made up entirely of cover songs. The originals sound pretty good in comparison to the covers, but overall the whole tape is a fun mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shortly after DELERIUM's break up, John and Sam formed The SMIRNOFFS with Matt Sims and Mark Langgin, a punk band who's botched recording session lead to the formation of CITRUS BOY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LX0VUSD6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3720609452350766443?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3720609452350766443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3720609452350766443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3720609452350766443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3720609452350766443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/10/delerium-pirate-alley-1994.html' title='DELERIUM - &quot;Pirate Alley&quot; 1994'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPQHcMwZIoI/AAAAAAAAADo/aK6V38runH0/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3175852958788645268</id><published>2008-10-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T08:51:58.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative'/><title type='text'>RUSTY METAL PRIMER - "Do Your Own Dishes" 1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPIW4tI-GTI/AAAAAAAAADg/7BlQeHxv510/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256288878540495154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPIW4tI-GTI/AAAAAAAAADg/7BlQeHxv510/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, it's been a long time since I've posted something. I should say that I started this blog while I wasn't working during the summer and had nothing but time on my hands. Time isn't so plentiful now, but I'll do my best to put new content up when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While not technically from Ottumwa, RUSTY METAL PRIMER played Ottumwa often enough to warrant inclusion on this site. R.M.P. were from What Cheer, a small town about 45 minutes north of Ottumwa. I didn't talk to any of these guys then outside of saying "hello" to each other at shows, so I don't know anything about them. Somehow they became aware of what was happening musically here in Ottumwa, befriended Mike and played in his basement on more than one occasion. I remember them being listed on a flyer once as "The Band Formerly Known as the All-American Boys", but maybe that was just something Mike came up with as I doubt they were ever called the "The All-American Boys". Outside of doing a couple of shows with them, I didn't know them, so I really can't add much to their history. Maybe someone from the band will see this and fill in the blanks in the comments section?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This demo (their only release?) was recorded by Mike Hoff in a garage in August 0f 1995. If you listen carefully between the songs and on the quiet parts, you can hear the sound of summer crickets chirping along to the music. The music is planted firmy in the sound of the 90's alternative and grunge and these 9 songs sound really good! It's obvious a lot of work went into rehearsing these songs before recording them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around this time I focused my musical attention outside of Ottumwa and lost touch with what was going on here. Somehow, R.M.P. broke up. I wish I had a juicy story to tell about it, but I don't know what happened. Did Nate or Goose do anything musically after R.M.P.? Beats me... Jason continued on with music and today plays drums for SHE SWINGS, SHE SWAYS, a folksy acoustic band that plays often here in Ottumwa, and elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DYA3UYFN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3175852958788645268?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3175852958788645268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3175852958788645268' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3175852958788645268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3175852958788645268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/10/rusty-metal-primer-do-your-own-dishes.html' title='RUSTY METAL PRIMER - &quot;Do Your Own Dishes&quot; 1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SPIW4tI-GTI/AAAAAAAAADg/7BlQeHxv510/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-7680945258234739164</id><published>2008-08-30T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T05:46:14.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative'/><title type='text'>NORTH OF DEAN - s/t 1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SLlAf6-MebI/AAAAAAAAADY/HeDKTd7dzu0/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240290558572526002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SLlAf6-MebI/AAAAAAAAADY/HeDKTd7dzu0/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NORTH OF DEAN was a short lived band from Ottumwa that, to my knowledge, only released this one cassette. Released on the Mighty Feeble Lo-Fi label, Mike and Greg work give us 23 tracks hovering around the genres of punk rock, alternative, indie rock and folk, all done with plently of conviction and charm. Re-listening to this recently, I picked up on a strong fIREHOSE vibe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not familiar with this project's history, so I'm unable to share any amuising anecdotes about their past. Before North OF DEAN, Mike and Greg played together in GHOOM. Both band shared a similar style, but NORTH OF DEAN is more focused over-all and a better release.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PZY38LBO"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-7680945258234739164?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/7680945258234739164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=7680945258234739164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7680945258234739164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7680945258234739164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/08/north-of-dean-st-1995.html' title='NORTH OF DEAN - s/t 1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SLlAf6-MebI/AAAAAAAAADY/HeDKTd7dzu0/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-1912162661795161667</id><published>2008-08-22T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:52:17.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuss rock'/><title type='text'>V/A - "Jack Mackerel Casserole" - C-30 compilation 1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK94EBnfrlI/AAAAAAAAACk/kM4YZYOWQ1c/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237536902204075602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK94EBnfrlI/AAAAAAAAACk/kM4YZYOWQ1c/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK94Oks3InI/AAAAAAAAACs/NujTCocb_Uc/s1600-h/insert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237537083420516978" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="182" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK94Oks3InI/AAAAAAAAACs/NujTCocb_Uc/s320/insert.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you've been downloading the stuff I've upped so far, this post will be a bit redundant. With the exception of some audience noise and a BEEF STEW song, all of this material has been posted already.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Jack Mackerel Casserole" was assembled as a sampler tape to send out free with orders. I don't remember ever getting one order by mail, so none were sent out as intended. This was a botched attempt at marketing. I don't remember, but I suspect these were probably given away at shows. I don't think too many were made, maybe 25-30. We ordered the shittiest quality tapes we could buy from the Full Compass catalog we ordered our nice tapes from, threw together a crappy cover and made no attempt to make the overall volume level through out the tape even. While ripping this to mp3 just now, I made a small attempt at fixing the volume problem, but it still leaves some to be desired. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despite what the cover says, this tape features 17 songs from 5 bands: &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GRISTLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GHOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNISEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THREESKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BEEF STEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=VGI10N3Q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-1912162661795161667?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/1912162661795161667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=1912162661795161667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1912162661795161667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1912162661795161667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/08/va-jack-mackerel-casserole-c-30.html' title='V/A - &quot;Jack Mackerel Casserole&quot; - C-30 compilation 1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK94EBnfrlI/AAAAAAAAACk/kM4YZYOWQ1c/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-1553946061374391609</id><published>2008-08-22T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:59:40.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>BEEF STEW - "Chung-Ky" 1992</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK9fh6U60NI/AAAAAAAAACc/WuPFwCirnu4/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237509927852495058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK9fh6U60NI/AAAAAAAAACc/WuPFwCirnu4/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My musical offerings from the 90's were all done with a core group of friends under different band names. At the very beginning there were two bands that made up the majority of these friends, all of whom I would eventually play with, some I still play with today: SPEIL BOX and BEEF STEW. SPEIL BOX recorded some stuff, but never got around to releasing anything. BEEF STEW recorded and released "Chung-Ky" in the winter of 1992, making them the first "real band" from Ottumwa to release something. BLACK MAGIC technicaly were first, but as stated earlier, it wasn't clear A.J. intended for those recordings to leak out. He was an import anyway, so BLACK MAGIC only half counts. BILL BASSETT BAND released their first tape before BEEF STEW, but I'll be the first to admit that B.B.B. wasn't a "real band". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BEEF STEW evolved from DARKFACE &amp;amp; PALEBOY, a short-lived project Spence and Chris did, their only proof of existence being the song "You Know What's Best for You" added as a bonus track on the "Beef Stew Anthology" reissue done in 1994. I wasn't there, so I don't know how it happened, but somehow Brian got involved and BEEF STEW was formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BEEF STEW's music was a mixture of metal and punk rock, played by a guitarist with adequate talent, a drummer who was just learning how to play and a singer who wrote songs about the stupidest shit you could think of and screamed it as loudly as possible until it sounded as if his throat would start to bleed. I'm reasonably sure they recorded songs as they wrote them and didn't play them again once they were comitted to tape. "Chung-Ky" was released, sporting an awesome spoken introduction by Chris' mom and creepy keyboard transitions Chris did that he would later flesh out into a full project of it's own, TRIGGABONE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I remember someone coming up to me in gym class telling me "There's a new band in town called BEEF STEW, and they're going to kick you guys' ass. They're way better than you are", referring to SPEIL BOX. I responded by telling the guy that we weren't in competition with any other bands in town and I didn't care if they were better than us. The story goes that Mike went to one of the members of BEEF STEW and told him that "There can only be one band in this town", insinuating that BEEF STEW should call it quits. To this day Mike denies ever saying anything like this to them, and anyone who'd met Mike would have a hard time believing he would do anything like that, but BEEF STEW retaliated later by recording the song "Only One Band" calling Mike a "fucking baby", complete with simulated crying. Mike and I had a good laugh talking about this on the phone a few months ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shortly after releasing "Chung-Ky", they recorded another 20 songs that were released post-humously on the "Beef Stew Anthology" reissue, then called it quits. SPEIL BOX broke up around the same time. Brian and Spence joined Mike and I and formed a new band - UNISEX, then a year later Brian and I formed THREESKIN with Chris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HYSXPDZH"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-1553946061374391609?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/1553946061374391609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=1553946061374391609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1553946061374391609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1553946061374391609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/08/beef-stew-chung-ky-1992.html' title='BEEF STEW - &quot;Chung-Ky&quot; 1992'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SK9fh6U60NI/AAAAAAAAACc/WuPFwCirnu4/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-2353657562251400912</id><published>2008-07-30T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:21:56.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tardcore'/><title type='text'>JEFF KOETTEL - "Bar-Nun" 1994</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SJE9o2L0lOI/AAAAAAAAACU/o0m8gXXbB8I/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229028414303016162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SJE9o2L0lOI/AAAAAAAAACU/o0m8gXXbB8I/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll admit that when this was released I thought it was retarded and I was annoyed by it. Listening to it now, it’s still terrible – but in a charming sort of way. I can only assume this was released because other bands were releasing tapes at the time and Jeff wanted to share his contribution to the scene. Some stones are better left unturned, but I’m flipping this stone over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff received a karaoke machine for Christmas one year and used it to make fake “radio show” tapes and three tapes of original “music”. Jeff had no training in music at all, couldn’t play any instrument. Jeff could, however, press the “demo” button on a keyboard and sing stupid songs over it, songs about Diet Pepsi, Rex (“where you always pay less”) and whatever else popped into his head. Make no mistake, this stuff is terrible, but it’s a great snapshot of a time that has passed. You can really hear how much fun he was having recording this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, Jeff had a big birthday party at our house and invited a bunch of bands to play there. GHOOM, CITRUS BOY, GRISTLE and THREESKIN all played, but it was Jeff’s party and he was to do a set of his music that evening too. By the time all of the other bands finished playing, most of the audience went home and he ended up playing to an empty garage. I always felt bad about how that went down, like we completely took the wind from his sails that night, but being his older brother – I probably did shit like this all the time and didn’t think much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is total bedroom / bored-core stuff. Today it would probably be labeled “tardcore”, but when Jeff recorded this stuff he wasn’t listening to anything like this (I don’t remember him listening to anything but Dead Milkmen and Pantera at the time) and came up with all of this crap on his own. Jeff managed to completely rip-off Wesley Willis without ever hearing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second of Jeff’s three tapes, I think, and of the three – this is the one where his “musicianship” was at it’s peak. Jeff later went on to play keyboards in SCAT, a doom band that eventually morphed into a thrash metal band, and currently plays drums in BILLY CRYSTAL METH, an instrumental sludge/doom band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AVDM966R"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-2353657562251400912?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/2353657562251400912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=2353657562251400912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/2353657562251400912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/2353657562251400912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeff-koettel-bar-nun-1994.html' title='JEFF KOETTEL - &quot;Bar-Nun&quot; 1994'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SJE9o2L0lOI/AAAAAAAAACU/o0m8gXXbB8I/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3368645735123985348</id><published>2008-07-24T06:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:24:55.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powerviolence'/><title type='text'>FORCED EXPRESSION - s/t 7" 1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIiBy3A0FQI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yqxupc15wPE/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226570078324266242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIiBy3A0FQI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yqxupc15wPE/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIiB_2qaqaI/AAAAAAAAACM/3ABAsfReaGA/s1600-h/fxe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226570301568625058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIiB_2qaqaI/AAAAAAAAACM/3ABAsfReaGA/s320/fxe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FORCED EXPRESSION were a powerviolence/grind band that released three 7”s during their short existence in 1995. Brian and Spence, who had both played together in UNISEX two years earlier, formed this band with Daryl, a transplant from NJ. Nothing this musically extreme had ever existed in Ottumwa before this. They only played one live show, April 28th, 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 7”, their first, was recorded at Studio 16 Productions here in Ottumwa. It was probably the first and only time the owner/engineer had a request to record a Skilsaw, or a microphone being thrust into a coffee can of broken glass (you can hear both at the end of track #7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released on Reek Havoc records in 1995, either 1000 or 2000 copies were made, I don’t know for sure, maybe 30 copies or so were sold in Ottumwa. FORCED EXPRESSION was the first Ottumwa band to go global.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=YS3JKXA8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3368645735123985348?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3368645735123985348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3368645735123985348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3368645735123985348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3368645735123985348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/forced-expression-st-7-1995.html' title='FORCED EXPRESSION - s/t 7&quot; 1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIiBy3A0FQI/AAAAAAAAACE/Yqxupc15wPE/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-7688168361737043719</id><published>2008-07-22T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:02:31.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>BILL BASSETT BAND - "Juvenile and Boring" 1992-1994</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIa3I2d97mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5iYXL0KSt2k/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226065780298083938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIa3I2d97mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5iYXL0KSt2k/s320/front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Drakesville Reunion” was an all day event of bluegrass bands, vendors and loads of Amish people gathered together in Drakesville, IA once a year. In the summer of 1992, Mike and I went with his father and watched probably a dozen or more bluegrass groups play, each sounding more or less the same, blending in with the next and not very interesting for someone like me who grew up listening to heavy metal. Each group consisted of clean-cut, well dressed middle aged people playing on what looked like brand new equipment. This isn’t what I expected bluegrass musicians to look like, so I couldn’t help but to feel a little cheated. Just as I had totally lost interest in what was happening on the stage, this old, grizzled guy with a huge gray beard took the stage wearing bib-overalls and a railroad conductor’s hat, dragging a beat-up upright bass with duct tape on it to fix cracks it sustained from years of abuse. From the strings of his bass were small stuffed animals hanging, swinging back and forth as he played. This was Bill Bassett, an exciting moment in an otherwise boring day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BILL BASSETT BAND formed that evening after returning home. Mike and I were inspired to start our own band, in hopes of being able to play next year’s “Drakesville Reunion”. Needless to say, this wasn’t something we pursued, but it was enough to get us started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Starting out in Mike’s music room on the ground level of his house we recorded a few songs, then after waking up his mother, we moved it down to the far corner of his basement. For the most part Mike played guitar and sang. I played percussion on tin cans, pieces of metal, electric fan and whatever else I could find, sang and played guitar on a few songs. We recorded the songs immediately after coming up with a guitar part, the vocals mostly improvised, everything done in one or two takes. We stayed up all night playing and recording songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The tape we used for the recording was really shitty, like the worst quality tape you could imagine. Regardless, we thought the songs were pretty funny, so we decided to dub copies of it and give them out to unsuspecting people. “The Gospel According to Bill” was released, each with a unique hand drawn cover at first, later with a photocopied cover. Around 30 copies of this tape were given away, a good portion of which probably ended up in the trash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were smarter the next time we recorded and used a new tape instead of one that had been recorded over a dozen times. The “Bill Bassett’s Railroad Hat” and “Bill Bassett’s Cute Little Fuzzy Stuffed Animals Hanging From His String Bass Band” EPs were recorded, but went unreleased. A second release finally came about in the form of the “I Wanna Play at the Drakesville Bluegrass Festival” tape, featuring re-recorded versions of some of the fan favorites and new songs, Mike’s brother Mark joining in on banjo on a few songs. Around 40 copies of this second tape were made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This “Juvenile and Boring” CDR was compiled by Mike and released on his Mighty Feeble Lo-Fi label. Mike did a good job of selecting the more listenable songs, eliminating the garbage that nobody really needs to hear today. Below is a review of the second tape from Spank Zine (I think it was Spank?) Mike included in the CDR layout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Super lo-fi the way it’s meant to be done: a bunch of kids, some boom boxes and a complete disregard for self-censorship. This is total kitchen sink music, including two songs about plankton, two about cigarettes, samples of a Korean acupuncturist, tin can drums, a woodpecker, an electric fan, and shoddy editing. Ahhh, there’s nothing like the mellow sound of a three dollar built-in condenser microphone. It’s obvious that members Andy, Mike and Mark have the time of their lives recording themselves goofing around. Songs like “At Bobby’s House” and “Jumping Rope” are both silly and poignant in a way that reminds me of some of John Prine’s older stuff. Others like “Uncle Bob” and “Jimmy Brown” are utterly inane and devoid of substance, yet pull this listener through because of their sheer ridiculousness. Listening to this album, I feel like I’m hearing a time capsule of these guys as they sail through uncharted musical territory. Their unabashed experimentation and their omnipresent sense of humor paint a vivid picture of these weird individuals as they put together songs about subjects that no one else would want to, using instruments that nobody else would want to use, making music that anyone else might simply dismiss as juvenile and boring. There is simple charm found in this collection of 29 songs that is quite uncommon in today’s self-conscious indie rock world. Kudos!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=GF9K16JJ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-7688168361737043719?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/7688168361737043719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=7688168361737043719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7688168361737043719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/7688168361737043719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/bill-bassett-band-juvenile-and-boring.html' title='BILL BASSETT BAND - &quot;Juvenile and Boring&quot; 1992-1994'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIa3I2d97mI/AAAAAAAAAB8/5iYXL0KSt2k/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-5027718237684745367</id><published>2008-07-22T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T10:39:45.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>BLACK MAGIC - "Burdens of Sanity" 1990?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYZrJfhnRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZFFApGtOpew/s1600-h/black+magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225892646683254034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYZrJfhnRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZFFApGtOpew/s320/black+magic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Way back in 1992, Mike and I recorded a tape as BILL BASSETT BAND, an improv folk duet recorded in one long sleep deprived night. We decided to make tapes of this session and give them to people we knew. We were sure that BBB was the first “band” to dub and spread copies of their tapes in Ottumwa. I gave one of my copies to Steve Peterson, a quiet, but friendly guy I had a class with. After accepting my tape, he asked me if I had ever heard of BLACK MAGIC. He went on to tell me how great they were, and then a couple days later brought me a tape to borrow. I knew after listening to it that he didn’t really think they were a great band, and after some prodding he told me it was a band he and his cousin did a couple years earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never knew when these tapes were recorded exactly, but they must at least be as early as 1990. BLACK MAGIC recorded 3 tapes, “F.F.A.”, “Skulls” and “Paranoid: Leader of a Nation”, cover art existed for all three, but I’m not sure if copies were ever made of them or if it was ever distributed. Steve brought the covers to school for me to see, but wouldn’t let me borrow them to make copies of them. It wasn’t until a couple years later in 1993 or 1994 when Steve compiled all three tapes and released them as “Burdens of Sanity” that I got a copy of these songs for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BLACK MAGIC formed out of resentment and boredom. Steve’s cousin, A.J. Orlando, was labeled a “problem child” by his family and was sent to Iowa to live with Steve’s family in an attempt to straighten him out. I can’t remember where he was sent from, but I want to say CA. Bored and angry, A.J. enlisted his cousin Steve to be in his band, playing on a Muppet Show drum set accompanying A.J.’s bass and vocals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of the BLACK MAGIC songs were recorded on a dual cassette boombox, the earliest songs without overdubs. Somehow they discovered the boombox had a defect and they could do overdubs by playing one recorded tape in the first cassette deck while recording onto the second deck at the same time. The second deck would record “open air” and pick up what the first deck was playing, along with whatever else was going on in the room at the time. Subsequent songs may have had more instrumentation, but the sound really just got worse with each overdub. I had the pleasure of recording on this same boombox with Steve in 1994 when we collaborated on a History project together and did a music interpretation of the Revolutionary War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These BLACK MAGIC recordings are the earliest known recordings to have been made in Ottumwa by an original band doing D.I.Y. recordings. The whole collection of songs has an overall claustrophobic feeling to them. You can almost place yourself in the room with A.J. and Steve during the recording while listening to them, experiencing their boredom and frustration. Listening to them now, it’s probably one of those “you had to be there to realize it’s importance” things, but this stuff brings up all sorts of memories, good and bad, while listening to it - something good music should do, even it’s played on a Muppet Show drum set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=WRO6MIRO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-5027718237684745367?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/5027718237684745367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=5027718237684745367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/5027718237684745367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/5027718237684745367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/black-magic-burdens-of-sanity-1990.html' title='BLACK MAGIC - &quot;Burdens of Sanity&quot; 1990?'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYZrJfhnRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZFFApGtOpew/s72-c/black+magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-6469551637303934732</id><published>2008-07-22T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:53:36.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative'/><title type='text'>CITRUS BOY - "Conniption Fits" 1996</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYCPW_SUDI/AAAAAAAAABs/dcu7kEM4Ruk/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866880502353970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYCPW_SUDI/AAAAAAAAABs/dcu7kEM4Ruk/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CITRUS BOY was one of the more prolific bands from the old days. Most bands released 1 tape, and then broke up and formed different bands. CITRUS BOY stuck it out for 3 releases, this tape being their last, and their only studio demo. These guys played all the time, it seemed, their live shows were always chaotic and usually ended in a guitar being smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my understanding that CITRUS BOY formed when their other band, SMIRNOFFS, was supposed to record one day and their singer couldn’t make it because his girlfriend wouldn’t let him out of the house. Instead of scrapping the whole day of recording, they decided to form a new band with the same members (minus their singer) instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tape shows CITRUS BOY at their most polished, in playing and sound quality. Recorded at Studio 16 Productions in early 1996, this would be their last recording. While I think that “Not Nirvana” is probably the best representation of their sound, this is probably the best starting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6LXWW8X8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-6469551637303934732?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/6469551637303934732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=6469551637303934732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6469551637303934732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6469551637303934732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/citrus-boy-conniption-fits-1996.html' title='CITRUS BOY - &quot;Conniption Fits&quot; 1996'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIYCPW_SUDI/AAAAAAAAABs/dcu7kEM4Ruk/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-6792590776893883375</id><published>2008-07-22T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:17:01.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuss rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alternative'/><title type='text'>GHOOM - "Ghoom '94" 1994</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXsxcCxVOI/AAAAAAAAABk/gJgjNqNc04A/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225843276718888162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXsxcCxVOI/AAAAAAAAABk/gJgjNqNc04A/s320/front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GHOOM existed during the summer and fall of 1994 and only released one tape, “Mostly”, through Jack Mackerel Productions, but truth be told – the band made and sold all of the tape themselves. GHOOM was made up of three of the nicest dudes I’ve met in my life, people who did more for the scene here then anyone else, perhaps. Mike put on shows in his basement, recorded bands for free and released compilation tapes of local artists. Clint was the editor of Real Life Zine, often featuring local bands within it’s pages, and hosted the annual “Paroxis” events that drew more people than any other. Having said all of this, I feel bad labeling it as “wuss-rock”, but I don’t know what else to call it. I don’t feel qualified to give this stuff a proper label because I don’t listen to stuff like this, but I guess you could call it alternative. Smashing Pumpkins and Firehose were probably influences on their sound as the members were fans of their music at the time (probably still today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This CDR was released on Mike’s Mighty Feeble Lo-Fi label, and collects their only demo and a bunch of live songs that actually sound better than the demo does. I can’t imagine this CDR reissue is getting much exposure through sales, but it’s in need of a wider audience. Hopefully this post will help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=478BT1IJ"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-6792590776893883375?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/6792590776893883375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=6792590776893883375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6792590776893883375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6792590776893883375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/ghoom-ghoom-94.html' title='GHOOM - &quot;Ghoom &apos;94&quot; 1994'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXsxcCxVOI/AAAAAAAAABk/gJgjNqNc04A/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-6519270294863225227</id><published>2008-07-22T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:11:24.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='folk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>BIG CINDERBLOCK TONSIL - "Live From the Bench" 1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXbP5aaQkI/AAAAAAAAABc/514uStZKwBw/s1600-h/cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225824008789443138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXbP5aaQkI/AAAAAAAAABc/514uStZKwBw/s320/cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BIG CINDERBLOCK TONSIL made their official recorded debut on “Music For Shrinking: The Second Ottumwa Compilation” on the Mighty Feeble Lo-Fi label, but before that they existed as a live act for a short while. Completely devoid of any talent, B.C.T. were more of a musical terrorist group than a band; two guys with bad wigs and body odor who took over the bench in front of the church on North Court at 2AM every night for nearly 2 weeks. Songs were written on the spot about whatever popped into their minds and played instantly and without rehearsal to an audience of anywhere from 0 to 10 people on an acoustic guitar and a cymbal perched atop a drumstick. More people might have seen them play, but they severely limited their audience by insisting they start their shows at 2AM. This 51 track collection was compiled by Angry Moon Productions and consists mostly of live recordings done from the bench on a hand held tape recorder. This is silly, juvenile stuff - be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band can still be contacted today through their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bigcinderblocktonsil"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Myspace page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; run by Beckham where you’ll find a ridiculous pile of merchandise available for a band that existed for such a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=WV4PLP6D"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-6519270294863225227?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/6519270294863225227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=6519270294863225227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6519270294863225227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/6519270294863225227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-cinderblock-tonsil-live-from-bench.html' title='BIG CINDERBLOCK TONSIL - &quot;Live From the Bench&quot; 1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIXbP5aaQkI/AAAAAAAAABc/514uStZKwBw/s72-c/cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-1297825237837947587</id><published>2008-07-21T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:32:19.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grunge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><title type='text'>BORF BEAST - "70 Minutes of Evil" 1994-1996</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIVQyPtco7I/AAAAAAAAABU/v-OCfjchAB4/s1600-h/front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225671766774162354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIVQyPtco7I/AAAAAAAAABU/v-OCfjchAB4/s320/front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Existing from 1994-1997, Borf Beast caught the tail end of the first wave of the Ottumwa scene. Even Ottumwa was not spared the influence of the Seattle grunge scene. Drawing obvious influence from Nirvana, Pixies and Lookout era Green Day, they played a great and energetic mixture of punk rock, grunge and even a little noise, but always with their own sound. This 25 track CDR collects their only demo, 2 compilation tracks, a full live set and an unreleased studio recording made in the band’s infancy. All three members are still active in the scene and went on to play in GRAND OLD LADY, LIVING FOR ID and GIANT BEARD THE PIRATE. Full liner notes in the zipped folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=E6KXQ5N0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-1297825237837947587?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/1297825237837947587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=1297825237837947587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1297825237837947587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1297825237837947587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/borf-beast-70-minutes-of-evil-1994-1996.html' title='BORF BEAST - &quot;70 Minutes of Evil&quot; 1994-1996'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIVQyPtco7I/AAAAAAAAABU/v-OCfjchAB4/s72-c/front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-248763644165529113</id><published>2008-07-21T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:59.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><title type='text'>THREESKIN - "One Less Than Foreskin / Treatment for Minor Cuts and Abrasions" 1994-1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITv_uRuX3I/AAAAAAAAABM/T5TE-1fllw4/s1600-h/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225565345689788274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITv_uRuX3I/AAAAAAAAABM/T5TE-1fllw4/s320/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rising from the ashes of UNISEX, THREESKIN came on to the scene with two demo tapes and a live show filled with flying objects, elaborate costumes and two singers that shamelessly pummeled each other during their shows. Mixing the speed of thrash metal and short songs of hardcore punk, THREESKIN we’re the most violent of the first wave of Ottumwa bands, paving the way for CAPTAIN THREE LEG (of which all 5 members of Threeskin played in at one point). This 77 track CDR collects both demos (1994+1995), unreleased trax and rare unheard rehearsal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=2C8MY4H0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-248763644165529113?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/248763644165529113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=248763644165529113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/248763644165529113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/248763644165529113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/threeskin-one-less-than-foreskin.html' title='THREESKIN - &quot;One Less Than Foreskin / Treatment for Minor Cuts and Abrasions&quot; 1994-1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITv_uRuX3I/AAAAAAAAABM/T5TE-1fllw4/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3632970292748259215</id><published>2008-07-21T11:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:43.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avant garde'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outsider'/><title type='text'>TRIGGABONE - "Head" 1994</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITRQU_Cy8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WzhzneOmmLM/s1600-h/cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225531546097863618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITRQU_Cy8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WzhzneOmmLM/s320/cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TRIGGABONE (the name came from a botched crank call) was a one man project recorded in 1994 born out of boredom. Originally a poorly distributed cassette tape of maybe 20 copies, this re-release with an additional 10 trax pads out to an even 40 trax of weirdo outsider music inspired by The Residents, Captain Beefheart, Frank Zappa, etc and clearly guided by alien forces. This could easily be mistaken for a long lost Residents demo, complete with marginal sound quality and nursery rhyme-esque lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=91GKOW2L"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3632970292748259215?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3632970292748259215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3632970292748259215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3632970292748259215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3632970292748259215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/triggabone-head-1994-320-kbps.html' title='TRIGGABONE - &quot;Head&quot; 1994'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITRQU_Cy8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/WzhzneOmmLM/s72-c/cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-3976213501209736431</id><published>2008-07-21T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:31.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>MANTAPUS - "Discography" 1995-1996</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIS-_dzyDpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mzIJIEhuye8/s1600-h/cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225511465199472274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIS-_dzyDpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mzIJIEhuye8/s320/cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Release #3 in the “Ottumwa Archive Series”, a series of limited CDRs showcasing some of the best music released in my hometown over the years. This is a reissue of the MANTAPUS demo from 1995 with 7 bonus tracks including their cut from the "This Is a Tiny Town" comp. MANTAPUS, to my knowledge, were the first full blown metal band from Ottumwa. Sure, some of my old bands came close, but not to the extent MANTAPUS did - blending death metal and thrash into a sound of their own. The demo tracks were recorded at Studio 16 Productions, the only place to record here in Ottumwa, and sport a surprisingly good/heavy sound considering the engineer usually recorded radio jingles and country bands. These guys were a local favorite during the year they existed, played lots of shows, released a demo and then disappeared. Here's your chance to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1E5G47ME"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-3976213501209736431?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/3976213501209736431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=3976213501209736431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3976213501209736431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/3976213501209736431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/mantapus-discography-1995-1996-320-kbps.html' title='MANTAPUS - &quot;Discography&quot; 1995-1996'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SIS-_dzyDpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mzIJIEhuye8/s72-c/cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-1587516465366784774</id><published>2008-07-21T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:20.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><title type='text'>UNISEX - "Hold Your Breath... and Then Some" 1993-1995</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SISyRGRJApI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-ZD23FcMykM/s1600-h/front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225497474466644626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SISyRGRJApI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-ZD23FcMykM/s320/front.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UNISEX was one of the earliest punk rock bands in Ottumwa, existing long enough to record only one demo and featured future members of Forced Expression and Captain Three Leg. We wanted to be Poison Idea, fell way short of doing so due to none of us really knowing how to play. Instead we created our own brand of silly, short song HC with a crazed singer who sounded like he was going to break a blood vessel in his head at any time. 56 track discography with everything we ever recorded. Below are the liner notes I wrote for the CDR reissue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"UNISEX existed for about a month during the summer of 1993. Mike was going off to college at UNI and a month was all we had. BEEF STEW disbanded and somehow Brian and Spence started playing with Mike and I. The idea was to write as many songs as we could in what little time we had, go to a studio to record them and then release a cassette. The magic number ended up being 20. 20 songs were written and rehearsed in front of my brother’s dumb drunken friends in our garage on no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13th, 1993…. I vividly remember Chris Hunter, engineer at Studio 16 Productions, trying to hide his face so we wouldn’t see him laughing at our half-assed attempt at “music”. This was my first time in a studio. We set up, sound checked, recorded and mixed down in just under two hours. $70 was our total bill, $70 well spent. Mike’s paper thin guitar sound and Brian’s lack of cymbals (they were there, just didn’t get recorded?) stamped our demo with an odd sound, but it was what it was and there was no time or money to do it over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 copies of our “demo” were sold, some packaged as part of the “Unisex Sack Lunch Boxed Set” in a brown paper bag with a packet of Kool-Aid, hot chocolate, two crayons, a sheet of Unisex stickers, moist towelette and a swell poster of our then mayor for the kiddies to hang on their wall. Once the 100th copy was sold, I deemed “Hold Your Breath” as having gone Tin Foil. A year later(somewhere between September 1 and 6, 1994) we got back together and re-recorded the songs in Mike’s basement and repackaged them with the studio recording as a second “pressing” of 50 copies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last hurrah, on April 5th, 1995, we got back together and recorded 2 new songs for Mike’s “This Is a Tiny Town” compilation. This was the last time we played together as Unisex and the last time I played with Mike. Brian, Spence and I would continue with other projects, but that’s another story, and another disc…."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5WOIYYS5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-1587516465366784774?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/1587516465366784774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=1587516465366784774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1587516465366784774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/1587516465366784774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/unisex-hold-your-breath-and-then-some.html' title='UNISEX - &quot;Hold Your Breath... and Then Some&quot; 1993-1995'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SISyRGRJApI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-ZD23FcMykM/s72-c/front.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6324719057797495149.post-9062020386084349887</id><published>2008-07-21T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:16:07.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock'/><title type='text'>GRISTLE - "Cut and Paste 1994: Complete Discography"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITe4uUvOuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Dj9PZrzTnMw/s1600-h/gristle+front.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225546533745670882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITe4uUvOuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Dj9PZrzTnMw/s320/gristle+front.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GRISTLE was an instrumental funk/surf/punk/metal/rock band that existed in 1994 and released two demos. This stuff really should have been released on SST Records as it fits that whole style of genre blending rock stuff that they released so much of, but instead - nobody outside of Iowa ever go the chance to hear it. It's a little outside of the garbage I usually release through Mortville, but as I was in the band and I feel this music is still important today, you're getting your chance to hear it now. 35 tracks in 78 minutes. Below is an excerpt of my liner notes from the CDR reissue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"During out first rehearsal we were able to write two songs, "Singapore" and "Pigs in Space". Right away I liked it. It was different than anything else I had played before, anything I listened to. These two songs set the tone for future songs, a mixture of rock, funk, metal, odd time signatures, atypical song structures and, for the most part, all instrumental. We cranked out songs as fast as we could from that point on, eager to play them for our friends. We never turned down playing a house show, sometimes on no notice at all for no more than 5-6 people. We played everywhere, all the time it seemed. I loved it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Shit Piece Ha" was partly recorded at Jake's house, and partly at mine. We assembled a cassette to sell at our shows to try and get enough money to book time at a studio and record our songs properly. Then, and 14 years later, it's my favorite of our two releases. The sound was a little rough in parts and I know there are at least a few mistakes on my bass playing, but of the two demos we recorded, this one sounded the closest to what we sounded like live. We didn't keep track of how many copies were sold. We didn't care. This tape was a stepping stone to our studio demo, that's why it was released. Regardless, people really seemed to like it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that year we entered Mind's Ear Studio in Bloomfield, IA to record "Brown Eye". It was to be recorded in two days, unlimited hours each day, but I think we spilled over into a third day for overdubs and mixing. First day went great! We took our time soundchecking, did as many takes as it took to get the songs right and everything worked. Chris and I both worked overnights stocking shelves at Hy-Vee and had to record the second day on no sleep. Overall things went okay, but I was never quite happy with the takes we did that day. Time was running out, "good enough" takes were accepted and we pushed through just to get it done. The whole recording was a little too produced in my opinion, but what's done was done. This would be my last time in a recording studio. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it was my idea to release it as a cassette. In 1994 people still bought cassettes. Cars were still being made with cassette players in them. I had no idea that over the course of 3-5 years cassettes would become a disposable format and everyone would be replacing their music collections on compact disc. Jake pushed for a CD release, but after going over on studio time, there just wasn't enough money for it. Fine with me, I liked cassettes, still do. I want to say we made 500 copies, but maybe it was only 300. Whatever the minimum order was, that's what we made. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two of the studio songs that didn't make it on to the "Brown Eye" album were released later on the "This is a Tiny Town" compilation tape, a collection of Ottumwa artists assembled by our friend Mike and released through his Mighty Feeble Lo-Fi imprint (and the namesake of this blog). A wider variety of music styles couldn't be imagined, still a great listen today."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JC8K9V19"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DOWNLOAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6324719057797495149-9062020386084349887?l=thisisatinytown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/feeds/9062020386084349887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6324719057797495149&amp;postID=9062020386084349887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/9062020386084349887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6324719057797495149/posts/default/9062020386084349887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thisisatinytown.blogspot.com/2008/07/gristle-cut-and-paste-1994-complete.html' title='GRISTLE - &quot;Cut and Paste 1994: Complete Discography&quot;'/><author><name>gamma693</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14328918810067235904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/ST6YWwe-KxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CDZvIOHrKxQ/S220/ANDY_OZMALL.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2I9NoPIBYDk/SITe4uUvOuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Dj9PZrzTnMw/s72-c/gristle+front.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
