WHAT CLASSIC ROCK (OR JUST PLAIN ROCK) ARE YOU LISTENING TO?

So what are you listening to right now? Any genre is cool.

For me:

Scott's Hidden Treasure

Depeche Mode - Wrong (courtesy of Niels)

Kim Mitchell - Akimbo Alogo (courtesy of Jon)

Next week's Album of the Week (hint: think orchestra)

Shinedown - The Sound of Madness

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Permalink Reply by Jon on April 28, 2023 at 2:47pm

Grateful Dead—Go To Heaven
Joe Walsh—There Goes The Neighborhood
Max Webster—Max Webster
Ozzy Osbourne—No Rest For The Wicked
Robert Palmer—Secrets
Jethro Tull--RökFlöte
Huey Lewis & The News—Plan B
David Bowie—Best Of Bowie
Poco—Legend
Billy Thorpe--21st Century Man
Alice Cooper—Killer
Savatage—Gutter Ballet
The Kinks—Sleepwalker
The Allman Brothers Band—Shades Of Two Worlds
Dave Edmunds—Subtle As A Flying Mallet
Foreigner--Foreigner
Halford—Live At Saitama Super Arena: Original Soundtrack
Steeleye Span—Please To See The King
Saga—Silent Knight
Sweet—Off The Record
Steelheart--Steelheart
Anthrax—Among The Living
Journey--Evolution
Wishbone Ash—Elegant Stealth
Various—Electric Dreams: Special Edition Film Soundtrack
Krokus—To Rock Or Not To Be

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Permalink Reply by TageRyche on April 28, 2023 at 8:03pm

I've got the albums from Ozzy Osbourne, Savatage and Journey.

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Permalink Reply by Yngve J. Chapleen on April 28, 2023 at 3:51pm

Thinking about potential work I'll do when I'm back from this deserted island is like topping a vanilla pudding with a thick layer of lard. Both good, but do not mix well together, yet against better judgment here I am doing exactly that.

Always the easiest approach is to transfer a skill you already have into something cashable. So going forward with that train of thinking, I used to be a boxer. For a very short time. My dad found me a coach. Yeah, the same guy who thought him the art of butchering. Uhm... the big curly mustache. So, I guess those who can't box (anymore), butcher pigs. Boy, did I dodge a bullet when I told the old fart to shove the punching bag up his knockout hole and joined the jiu-jitsu club instead which not only shared the training hall conveniently with the boxing ring but also had girls practicing martial arts? Ooh-la-la. Well, nothing so far lends itself to a remarkable opportunity to exploit, but once in a while the club was asked to provide routine securities at concerts, and guess who took the chance running? You guessed it right. All of us who struggled to come up with the membership fee. Needless to say, as soon as I quit boxing, so did my Father ceased paying my monthly dues. However, as often as it is the case, when one door closes another one opens, and before you know it, I was catching interlopers at an alarming rate. My colleagues thought I possessed some sort of supernatural powers or had been blessed with foresight for knowing the exact spots where these trespassers will attempt to get a free load of music at any venue we've been called to. Never revealed my secret to anyone and that frustrated as well as scared the heck out of them, and I liked it like that. But I can tell you now, not that I knew all the tricks in the books, I invented them. Being poor you either swim or sink. It's that simple. Survival of the fittest... and whatnot. But enough of that. And no, nothing so far is relevant to my forward-thinking, but this is: most of my buddies ended up being bouncers, or... let's pause for a while... security guards. And not one of them has a story to tell you where their faces haven't been rearranged or to brag about a nice bullet hole that greatly improved their body's aerodynamics when they flee a scene of a shootout. No thanks. Don't mean to be rude, but I don't need their references. In fact, I'm better off on my own.

Let's cut to the chase. I'm going to be... drumroll... a RESCUER! Voilà.
If you fall into a deep well, burst into the flames of hell, or walk off a cliff, I'll be there in a jiff.
If you need someone to save your ass or help you get out of danger, I'll be your man.
And... aaaand... cats off the tree. Eh? Am I right?
Everybody loves rescuers. They are like real-life superheroes. Take a selfie. Post it. Wait a bit and watch those hearts and thumbs-ups fly off the screen. Did I say take selfies? Lots of selfies. The more the better. Before and after. People go nuts for that sh*t. And at the end of the day, you'll understand what did my fellow Canadian hottie mean by: Ka-Ching!
— Yngve J. Chapleen

Desert Island Collection: Jewel Case CDs

2000
AT VANCE – Heart Of Steel
AYREON – Universal Migrator Part 2: Flight Of The Migrator
GREGG BISSONETTE – Submarine
MARK BOALS – Ring Of Fire
CSEPREGI ÉVA – Ha Változik A Világ
DONÁSZY TIBOR – Páratlan Élmények
ELECTRIC GUITAR QUARTET – E.G.Q. II
ELOY FRITSCH – Cyberspace
GALLOWS POLE – Gallows Pole
GERARD – The Ruins Of A Glass Fortress
GEROTS SYNTHEZIS GROUP – Utolsó Háború . Last War
MAESTRO ALEX GREGORY – 13 Jokes For Heavy Metal Mandolin
HALFORD – Resurrection
HAMMERFALL – Renegade
IL-MIN CHOI – II
IMPELLITTERI – Crunch
JACOBS DREAM – Jacobs Dream
KUNI – Fucked Up!
LANA LANE – Secrets Of Astrology
LASERDANCE – Strikes Back
MC HAWER ft. TEKKNŐ – Bye-Bye Lány
MILLENIUM – Hourglass
MOB RULES – Temple Of Two Suns
MOON'DOC – Realm Of Legends
ROLF MUNKES – No More Obscurity
ERIK NORLANDER – Into The Sunset
OLAF LENK'S FOOD – Fun Stuff
AXEL RUDI PELL – The Masquerade Ball
RACER X – Superheroes
RHAPSODY – Dawn Of Victory
ULI JON ROTH – Transcendental Sky Guitar
MICHAEL SCHENKER – Adventures Of The Imagination
MICHAEL SCHENKER – MS 2000: Dreams And Expressions
SLASH'S SNAKEPIT – Ain't Life Grand
SONS OF ANGELS – Thrill Of The Feel
TROY STETINA – Exottica
STRATOVARIUS – Infinite
TRANS-SIBERIAN ORCHESTRA – Beethoven's Last Night
VENGEANCE – Wings Of An Arrow
WARMEN – Unknown Soldier
DANIEL WENTWORTH – Daniel Wentworth
KYOJI YAMAMOTO – Requiem
DWEEZIL ZAPPA – Automatic

2001
7FOR4 – Contact
ABACUS – Fire Behind Bars
ARABIA – 1001 Nights
ARS NOVA – Android Domina
ARS NOVA – Lacrimaria
AT VANCE – Dragonchaser
BISS – Biss
BUMBLEFOOT – 9.11
CYRIL ACHARD'S MORBID FEELING – ... In Inconstancia Constans
DANGER DANGER – Cockroach
DREAMTIDE – Here Comes The Flood
E-ROTIC – Sex Generation
HEMISPHERE – Mind's Door
FUYUKI KURATA – 4 ・ 3 ・ 2 ・ 0 ・ 0
FABIO LAGUNA – All Night Party At Gallamauaka's Land
LAST TRIBE – The Ritual
MASI – Eternal Struggle
MC HAWER & TEKKNŐ – Táncolj Cigánylány!
MIDNIGHT SUN – Metal Machine
VINNIE MOORE – Defying Gravity
PATAKY ATTILA – Dáridó Pataky-Módra 2.
POKOLGÉP – Ancient Fever
RING OF FIRE – The Oracle
ROYAL HUNT – The Mission
TETSUO SAKURAI – Gentle Hearts
SAVATAGE – Poets & Madmen
SILENT FORCE – Infatuator
SILVER MOUNTAIN – Breakin' Chains
SILVER SERAPH – Silver Seraph
STYGMA IV – Phobia
TOBIAS SAMMET'S AVANTASIA – The Metal Opera
WARMEN – Beyond Abilities
WARRIOR – The Code Of Life
ZONATA – Reality

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Permalink Reply by TageRyche on April 28, 2023 at 8:05pm

For 2000, I'd take the Halford and Trans-Siberian Orchestra albums.

For 2001, the choice is clear: Savatage's Poets & Madmen.

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Permalink Reply by TageRyche on April 29, 2023 at 9:22am

This week's playlist!

Illusory - Crimson Wreath

Sabaton - The War To End All Wars

Iron Maiden - Seventh Son of a Seventh Son

Helloween - My God-Given Right

Tokyo Motor Fist - S/T

Queensryche - Empire

Queenstryche - Promised Land

Tesla - Mechanical Resonance

Overkill - The Year of Decay

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Permalink Reply by Yngve J. Chapleen on May 5, 2023 at 2:33pm

To break new ground in finding something I'm good at when I finally leave this deserted island maybe I should be focusing less on hereditary skills imprinted into my DNA at birth and more on in-hereditary skills passed down to me from relatives who got good at doing something outside of my traits. Deep, eh? I know. Sometimes I'm amazed by my own intellect. One of those inhereditary skills would be plumbing. Did someone say: Mario?
Hold on to that thought. It might be useful later.
I'll explain it in due time but for now, let me elucidate the origin of the idea.
The origin of Mario, if you will.

Back home, due to the galloping inflation rates, banks would not lend substantial money to anyone. Period. In times when a hefty loan would require 3/4 of the household's income per month, a year down the road the same amount would buy you a pack of smokes and a matchstick. Lending money, under those circumstances, would be a financial suicide. This was unfortunate news for those who were planning on buying "big things", such as vehicles and/or houses. The way people solved the problem of buying cars is one for "The Most Stupid Things Humanity Have Ever Done" books, but the house crisis was solved with smarts and diligence. The way it worked, first you save up money to buy the land, (your most expensive investment in the scheme), then year after year you save for materials until the house is built... with little help from your friends and relatives.

Such was the manner I made a deal with my brother-in-law, and an uncle to build our future homes in unity, by combining our skills to save on time and money. A big part of the execution of this plan was my Father-in-law who was a retired construction worker. He would build the houses, I would wire them, while the uncle would do the plumbing. Observant as I was, I stole a few plumbing tricks, and almost 3 decades later a chance presented itself to show just how good of a thief I was.

As it happened, our water heater was nearing 10 years of its existence, so I decide to change it myself. In order to properly do that I completed some rough calculations on the cost to rent a truck, equipment, and supplies, including the dumping fee and I headed down to the nearest Home Depot to buy one. Picked out a tank and asked the clerk for any advice he could spare to a self-proclaimed plumber. He was more than happy to help, but when he saw me pulling out a notebook to write down his tips, he suggested calling his old buddy who happened to be a retired Handyman/Electrician/Plumber, instead. I figured it was worth the shot. The price the old-timer gave me was very attractive, indeed, and included picking up the new tank and dumping the old one as well. So, I agreed. A day later, ringing my doorbell was the most fragile plumber I ever laid eyes upon. I know the boys at the Home Depot load him up, but taking the tank off of his truck required a whole lot of suffering on my end and a whole lot of precise guiding on his. Well, you get what you paid for, right? As I finally retrieved the tank from its packaging, I noticed another weird thing. Side-by-side the tank was about two feet taller than my plumber. ??? Fragile to carry and short to install. Not much of a catchphrase, if you ask me. At this point, I had two options. One, to borrow the front-loading infant harness from my neighbor, and dangle the old guy in front of the pipes, or to do it myself. I chose the latter. Smart choice. Quick too. When I was about to ask him what was my cut in this business of ripping off the unsuspecting homeowner he miraculously redeemed himself. You see, to lighten the old tank we needed to empty the remaining water first, and for that, we needed a pump. Fortunately, he had three. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember which one was in working condition. Short, fragile, and senile. Sheesh, it keeps getting better and better. Of course, I had to drag the tank out of the house and lift it up to his truck by myself, but at least he was on his way to dump the damn thing. Errr. Not so fast. The poor guy parked on a slope so his steering wheel got locked. Needless to say, he was so pooped out from doing nothing, that I had to start his truck and let him take over, with a "Thanks. I could have done that myself" attitude. In retrospect, I hope he's OK. I really do. A few months ago I needed a handyman again, but the calls and messages I left for him went unanswered. I'm afraid he might be dead. Or perhaps he wasn't fond of my 1-star review.
Yeah, he's probably dead.

Which is a godsend when it comes to competition. I think with a huge lead-in I dropped you there, you are not surprised to learn that I want to be a... Porn Star! What!? Why would you think I'd be a plumber? No, I want to be a character actor, who specializes in portraying plumbers, such as the porn stache Mario, in Pornocumentaries. There's a difference. Now that I've completed my research, MILF's can call me anytime. My handle? Kleen Pypes, of course. It's not only a profession that has a whole section dedicated to it on the Porn Hub but it can easily cross over to another category as well, such as... "Stuck". Speaking of which, no one can accuse those dumbbells of having an abundance of imagination. Am I right? There are the: stuck in the dryer, stuck between the cushions, and stuck under the coffee table variations, and that's it. Really? My grandma could do better, no pun intended. With all the ideas I have, I'm going to decorate my whole house with AVN trophies in no time at all. How about a Stuck in the Dough mixer... skit, where the MILF who gets relentlessly banged from behind, is spectacularly headbanging an XL bowl on her head at the same time, breaking things and making a huge mess all over the kitchen. Or... the Stuck in the Woodchipper short, where the camera can rapidly change angles between the protagonists and the on/off switch leading to an epic climax with a question hanging on everybody's lips "Who'll cum first?" You know, add a bit of suspense to it.

That's not all.
Imagine my alma mater if you will:
A MILF wants to upsize, so she buys a Penthouse suite on the 87th... no, 69th floor of the new skyscraper built downtown New York. She calls her trusted plumber who successfully fulfilled a previous contract (yeah, it's a sequel), to inspect the work done by the construction company, whom she does not trust. To make sure everything is up to the code, of course. While on-site, she gets stuck between two exposed rails and one thing leads to another, you know how these things end... except you don't! As the camera pans left, we see a bunch of female construction workers sitting on a long rail overlooking the foggy city. Their lunch boxes are empty. In a strange coincidence, they collectively suffered mass amnesia and forgot to pack lunches. While watching in silence, they drool at a scene of the plumber and the MILFs... struggle to untangle. Once the plumber realizes they are not alone, it becomes clear to him the importance of feeding these poor working-class ladies so they can meet their daily quota. First, he nourishes them one by one, and when that proves insufficient in suppressing their appetite, he provides the whole group with (sloppy) seconds... in rapid succession. You know, the more I think about this job, the more I like it.
There are a lot of pros and no cons.
Whatsoever.
— Yngve J. Chapleen

Desert Island Collection: Jewel Case CDs

2002
ANDRÉ ANDERSEN – Black On Black
AT VANCE – Only Human
RUSTY COOLEY – Rusty Cooley
DIONYSUS – Sign Of Truth
DOMAIN – The Artefact
FREEDOM CALL – Eternity
MARTY FRIEDMAN – Music For Speeding
GUN BARREL – Battle-Tested
HUGHES TURNER PROJECT – HTP
RON JARZOMBEK – Solitarily Speaking Of Theoretical Confinement
BANE JELIC – Universe
KAIPA – Notes From The Past
BOB KATSIONIS – Turn Of My Century
KELLY SIMONZ'S BLIND FAITH – The Rule Of Right
LAST TRIBE – Witch Dance
ANDY MARTIN – Brother From Another Mother
MC HAWER & TEKKNŐ – Mikor A Vodka A Fejembe Száll...
MOB RULES – Hollowed Be Thy Name
DARIO MOLLO / TONY MARTIN – The Cage 2
LUIS MORENO – Just In Time
PANDORA'S BOX – Reményre Ítélve
POKOLGÉP – Te Sem Vagy Más
OPUS ATLANTICA – Opus Atlantica
RACER X – Getting Heavier
RING OF FIRE – Dreamtower
RUUD COOTY – Aftermath
JORGE SALÁN – The Utopian Sea Of Clouds
RALPH SANTOLLA – Shaolin Monks In The Temple Of Metal
JOE SATRIANI – Strange Beautiful Music
SOUTHERN STORM – 1999.
STYGMA IV – The Human Twilight Zone
JOEY TAFOLLA – Plastic
TIME REQUIEM – Time Requiem
TOBIAS SAMMET'S AVANTASIA – The Metal Opera Pt. II
KOJI TSUMOTO – 絹道/Kinu-Michi〜1st〜
U.D.O. – Man And Machine
DAVID VALDÉS – Paradise Lost
ELIAS VILJANEN – Taking The Lead
YNGWIE MALMSTEEN'S RISING FORCE – Attack!!
POWELL YOUNG – 2065 Flying Fingers
ZOOL – Zool

2003
AT VANCE – The Evil In You
CORNERSTONE – Once Upon Our Yesterdays
DAITA – Euphony
DREAMTIDE – Dreams For The Daring
EDDA MŰVEK – Örökség
ELECTROCUTION 250 – Electric Cartoon Music From Hell
FEINSTEIN – Third Wish
LAURENT FLEURY – Contrastes
GARY HOEY – Wake Up Call
MARINO – Hybrid!
MATYI ÉS A HEGEDŰS – Necsi-Necsi...
MC HAWER ÉS TEKKNŐ – Kimegyek A Temetőbe
GONÇALO PEREIRA – Goncalopereira@g_spot
SABBTAIL – Nightchurch
STRATOVARIUS – Elements Pt.1
VHÄLDEMAR – I Made My Own Hell
LEIGH WILLIAMS – Absolute Zero
THEODORE ZIRAS – Virtual Virtuosity

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Permalink Reply by TageRyche on May 5, 2023 at 3:02pm

From 2002 I'd take that Hughes-Turner Project release and the Man and Machine album from U.D.O.

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Permalink Reply by Jon on May 5, 2023 at 2:35pm

Billy Joel—The Ultimate Collection
Eagles—Eagles
Joe Walsh—You Bought It – You Name It
Max Webster—High Class In Borrowed Shoes
Ozzy Osbourne—Ozzmosis
Robert Palmer—Clues
Olivia Newton-John—Totally Hot
Poco—Under The Gun
Queensryche—Greatest Hits
Billy Thorpe—East Of Eden's Gate
Alice Cooper—Muscle Of Love
Savatage—Streets: A Rock Opera
Rush—Test For Echo
The Kinks—Misfits
The Allman Brothers Band—Hittin' The Note
Dave Edmunds—D. E. 7th
Steve Winwood—Revolutions: The Very Best Of Steve Winwood
Queen—Tokyo 1985
Steeleye Span—Below The Salt
Saga—Worlds Apart
Sweet—Level Headed
Steelheart—Tangled In Reins
Anthrax—Persistence Of Time
Wishbone Ash—New England
Krokus—Hardware
Tad Morose—Undead
Celtic Frost—Monotheist
Alcatrazz—V
KMFDM—Hell Yeah
Gordon Lightfoot—The Complete Greatest Hits
Billy Squier—Reach For The Sky: The Anthology
Electric Love Hogs—Electric Love Hogs