Album Notes

Back in the middle-age days of LA new wave and mod rock: Eddie Clay, a Huntington Beach bodysurfer, real surfer wannabe, could be found playing with buds in a band called The Loose at various venues such as the Cuckoos Nest, Madamm Wong's Chinese Theatre, and Hong Kong Cafe...Eddie was a raw downstroker of a guitarist, attacked his fake telecaster like a jigsaw and often by the end of the show his strings, fingers and white t-shirts were a bloodied mess. People assumed it was cause he didn't know how to play, so he learned to wear black t-shirts.

The LA scene was surreal, the music powerful, and as paradigm shifting as anything but, unfortunately in the backyard of the Hollywood music industry, it was largely ignored. The Loose made some awesome recordings, and were on the verge of a mega deal, but that is another story which ended in implosion. Nobody heard from Eddie again.

Rumor had it he changed his name and became part of the establishment - got married, bought a house, got a dog, had kids...But apparently before he did all that...he took his first paycheck earned out of college and bought a Fostex 4 track recorder ... got a great deal on a Takimine acoustic, then alone in his studio apartment, like the engineer he had become, he recorded the songs written by the wildcat he was. He put it all in a box with some notes and his intentions to do something with them "after my Honeymoon to Jamaica."

Years and years Eddie Clay was found at an English pub performing in the South San Fransisco Bay Area. By popular demand his recordings were resurrected and slapped onto CD in their raw state, like the rough edges of a jigsaw cut, in some ways a bloody mess like the old HB loose days, ...Play loud and be careful - very addicting.