This is my dear friend Kurt Berhold, hanging from a rafter (joist?) as he makes a cut with a Skilsaw. I went to junior high, and high school with Kurt, and he was the construction foreman of Skyline Recording, and a master of all things wood (cue the Beavis and Butthead quips). He's also an outstanding cook.
When you build a recording studio, it's a good idea to test the equipment before you open to the public. This is called the "burn in" time.
We assembled a band, rehearsed, and on October 1st, 1980, cut the first track at Skyline Recording.
Thanks to Kurt for the slides, and Tim for the transfer.
(BTW I love the blog A Hamburger Today)
Burger City
Run down Burger City
Be good to yourself
I've been Burger City
So good for your health
Take a lean one
Make a mean one
On a sesame seed roll
Shakin' and bakin'
Been breakin' me out
Finger lickin'
Meat flippin'
Burger City
Well I ran from the meat stand
To bleed on myself
Yes I took it in my hand
To feed on myself
I've been bleedin'
I've been feedin'
Off this vanilla soul
Shakin' and bakin'
Been flakin' me out
Finger lickin'
Rib stickin'
Burger City
Mustard, catsup
Pickles and onion rings
Smothered in mayonaise
Slay it under
All of your favorite things
Nothing can kill that taste
Run down Burger City
To see for yourself
Your town Burger City
So good for your health
You won't get no pity
I've got to run
Before it gets cold
Shakin' and bakin'
Ain't takin' it out
Finger lickin'
Tooth pickin'
Burger City
Alan Morse: guitars, bg vocalsRun down Burger City
Be good to yourself
I've been Burger City
So good for your health
Take a lean one
Make a mean one
On a sesame seed roll
Shakin' and bakin'
Been breakin' me out
Finger lickin'
Meat flippin'
Burger City
Well I ran from the meat stand
To bleed on myself
Yes I took it in my hand
To feed on myself
I've been bleedin'
I've been feedin'
Off this vanilla soul
Shakin' and bakin'
Been flakin' me out
Finger lickin'
Rib stickin'
Burger City
Mustard, catsup
Pickles and onion rings
Smothered in mayonaise
Slay it under
All of your favorite things
Nothing can kill that taste
Run down Burger City
To see for yourself
Your town Burger City
So good for your health
You won't get no pity
I've got to run
Before it gets cold
Shakin' and bakin'
Ain't takin' it out
Finger lickin'
Tooth pickin'
Burger City
Britt Bacon: vocals, Wurlitzer electric piano, piano
Teddy Zambetti: drums, bg vocals
Dean Groves: bass
Written by Britt Bacon and Damon Leigh
©1980
Source: 2 track 1/4" tape, 30ips
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