Album Notes

The Story:
The Captain, prompted by a warning light in the Helm of the good ship "Milky Way", sends his Son back to Earth for what he hopes is a routine bi-millennium check-up. So down comes Harold, incognito (using his middle name) and unwitting as to his heritage, to experience life as a late-20th century human in the United States of America, and to report his findings back to The Captain. Harold files each of his reports by singing into a micro-cassette recorder. He then ties the micro-cassette to the leg of a dove and casts it upwards.

Harold tries to find out what makes the humans tick. He is told money makes the world go 'round and to get money, you need a job, and to get a job, you need to go to college -- but his grades are lousy and he can't find work. He tries religion, but that just leaves him confused and cleans out the rest of his bank account. Then he falls in love, and finally FINALLY thinks he has found the raison d'etre. But the love is unrequited, and the lover, Mag Dylan, runs off with some rich guy -- leaving Harold with a re-occurring memory of her in the form of a bad case of herpes.

Meanwhile, The Captain is too pre-occupied with other troubles to be much concerned with something as insignificant as was the Earth project. He is busy pondering the fine line between creation and destruction, hoping the ship won't crash. Unfortunately for Harold, his reports start falling short of their destination, so his plight goes unnoticed by The Captain. Harold succumbs to temptation and starts drinking to forget. Finally, Maggie is a distant memory, almost as faded as Harold's recollection of his mother and father. Almost as faded as man's memory of God.

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT? Will Harold make it back home to The Captain? Will Maggie be with him? Will they still have herpes? Will Harold still be a boozer and cause The Captain to crash the ship? Will Canada invade the United States? Join Junkyard Dogma as we present our modern day passion play.


The Band & The Music:
In the beginning, there was Harold. And he was lonely. So he gathered together, a yoga instructor/insurance adjustor (percussion), a director of a kid's cartoon show (guitars & vocals), the first cousin of Wyatt Earp (vocals & bass), a ferret aficionado (fiddle/violin) and a TV ad buyer/founding member of The Index (drums) and made them into Junkyard Dogma. Then he shepherded them together with assorted other Have-Nots (i.e., musicians) and blended them until they ran the gamut of American music from classic rock, blues and rockabilly to Mother McCree's Uptown Jug Champions. It really is sort of a miracle.


Can I Get A Witness?
Walter Concrite, The Rev. Al Sharpton, and Fawn Hall and are just some of the people who have never heard of this album. WWJDD?