Pete Wingfield Breakfast Special

Been a while since I last blogged about a record and boy do I have a good one to blog about here. Pete Wingfield's album "Breakfast Special" is without a doubt the find of the century. I have no idea where this guy came from but his music is so unbelievably beast. I don't even know if a blog praising the beastness (a word?) of it is going to be enough. The cover alone is enough to make you want to pick this one up. The guy looks like the love child of Bob Ross and Justin Timberlake. Check it:


If the cover doesn't get you, just turn the record over and look at the title of the second song. Whole Pot of Jelly (for one slice of toast). I don't have to hear that song to know that it's beast. Of course, then I did and words cannot describe. I'll just let The Wing take care of it:


So Beast!!!!! Kind of sounds like he has a sewing pin up his dickhole but who cares. I think Leo Sayer wishes everyday of his life that he was Pete Wingfield. Again, this album is just another example of why collecting records is so great. My life has surely improved since I found this record. Not even the best lox, the boldest coffee, the fluffiest flapjacks, the freshest juice, the sweetest scone, or the crispiest bacon can compare to this Breakfast Special.

War Platinum Jazz

"Never Pass on a War record." Those were the words uttered to me by my friend Bill Shag as we listened to this very album a month ago. He had recently purchased it and I was very envious of him because I had passed on it a few months back mainly because I had just bought a couple War records and wanted to take a break on my War purchasing. I really wanted to buy the record but on that particular day War was not the answer. But as soon as the opening song "War Is Coming" came on over at Shag's apartment, I felt so stupid for passing on it. However, the vinyl, and perhaps Holiday, gods were looking out for me two weeks ago when I came across it in a dollar bin!! So happy to have this record. It is unbelievably, incredibly, bbbbbbbb bb b b b b beast!!! War is a sick band. Outside of "Low Rider," I really don't hate any of their songs. I mean Low Rider was great the first time I heard it but now it's a tad played out. In fact, that song sounds nothing like War in my opinion. I used to think it was Los Lobos or one of those other mexican "Los" bands....All in all, War is a perfect example of why I love collecting records. I knew about Low Rider and later came across "Why Can't We Be Friends" (thanks Lethal Weapon 4 and Dazed and Confused) but some of these other songs thay they recorded which never really shared the limelight with Low Rider are beast. I guess you could call me a War Monger.


Make War part of your New Year.