Jive Bunny & The Mastermixers, The Album (1989)
That ridiculous Jive Bunny & The Mastermixers album (“The Album”) was the soundtrack to a summer for me – it was stupid, but formative. There was a carefree aspect to it – also it was my way of collecting up a bunch of music I’d heard and heard of and so it was a gateway; I used this deeply uncool mix-album as a way to decide what to buy and learn about and listen to next. My mum bought the tape and the whole family enjoyed it – one of very few albums that the whole family enjoyed together. Seems so quaint and so, so long ago. I guess, in both instances, it was. I knew some of the early rock’n’roll-era stuff mostly from TV – Happy Days in particular. And this album basically joined the dots, adding in some 70s stuff (T.Rex, Suzi Quatro). So I remember it fondly for that – no matter how naff it might be now, or even was then. I remember it as an important gateway. And though I haven’t thought about it all that often over the years it was big for me for a time. And then I saw it recently in a shop – on vinyl – and it seemed like some weird, tacky holy grail. All the memories of trips to the lake and the boombox pumping out this silly, happy music came flooding back. My dad’s mate backed over my boombox when absentmindedly attempting to steer a boat-trailer. At the time the Jive Bunny tape was in it. And he crushed it. Forever. The sort of mercy killing anyone reading is no doubt happily standing in solidarity for – he’d be the sort of hero that would get crowd-funding now. Driving around destroying copies of The Jive Bunny. Well, I had to have the LP. And I had to listen to it again. Once at least.
Sample Track: That’s What I Like
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