The opening line "I have no conscious memory" still holds true for anyone who survived those dark and icy winters. I know there's a demo of Jim doing the song from '91, but this full 4-track version might've been recorded in '92. It was certainly performed in the basement in Old Bethpage because that's exactly what it sounds like, and also, that's where the zither that was massacred had been.
Trick Dog was (and maybe still is) the nom du musique of Jim and Paul whenever they recorded. There are few recordings, none compiled as of yet, although I did a digital transfer of the nearly 9-minute semi-stream-of-consciousness free-form rock improv "Fuck Fuck" from, maybe, '90.
Anyway, this is a certified (I effing certify it!) classic from the Big Casserole years. Suitable for Halloween and always.
01 Hell, Back & Back Again by sleepingbrothers
