I don't even know how long Triumph's Stages album is. My cassette deck won't rewind the thing all the way because the tape is so heavy. It reminds me of Iron Maiden's Live After Death, but unlike that record I didn't seek Stages out on vinyl. So few clues are given as to what this album is other than a live record that came out in 1985 and which includes two new studio tracks. Beyond the song titles we get a list of shout outs to people who assisted them on the road and some product endorsements, along with an exclusive merchandise offer. I'm so tempted to send away from my white crewneck Triumph Stages sweatshirt, but it requires that I sacrifice the one photo that comes with the insert so I can fill out the order form.
The tape has been rewound, largely by hand. The crowd is cheering. You can hear the opening keyboard riffs. And now it's clear the band has taken the stage. The crowd erupts. "San Diego please welcome from Toronto...(something inaudible) TRIUMPH!"
There's a lot of warpage going on here and it's doubtful that the tape will play all the way through. I must admit, part of me hopes it doesn't.
I don't know if I ever got through this whole tape. When I found it the tape had been played about halfway through. Something tells me that's about where I left it the first time I listened to it. I'm pretty sure I never made it to those two bonus cuts at the end of side two.
It's all pretty generic rock. "When the lights go down...it's time to light the fuse." You can almost hear the band writing this song and self-congratulating themselves for writing the perfect concert opener.
Ugh oh. There are pauses between the songs. That's always been a big no-no for me, even back in 1985. If I'm listening to a live album, give me the illusion of hearing a real show. Especially if you're going to make a double album that runs the length of a entire show out of it.
Why did I buy this album? I'm pretty sure it had to do with the song "Magic Power" and how passionately a girl in my theater class felt about it. I always liked the song too. It was a curiousity thing, and if a greatest hits album wasn't available, the next best way to really check out a band was the live album. Or so I thought. This album might have changed my mind about that approach.
Another Triumph memory happened after I got this live album. I was working at my first fast food job and one of my coworkers had just purchased Triumph's new album at the time, , and discovered that a previous Triumph album had been recorded on to the tape instead of the new one. I can't say I've ever heard of that happening since. I remember getting a kick out of it because I was pretty sure Triumph sucked by then, and I got sick of hearing the guy preach the virtues of Journey, whose Raised On Radio album came out around the same time.
"Here's a little folk song you might remember..." Nope. Sorry. Don't remember a song called "Hold On."
"Magic Power," now this is more like it, even it's slightly more warbled than I remember it. "I'm young, wild and I'm free, got the magic power of the music in me." Yeah, what kid wouldn't like that.
This has to be one of the crappiest sounding cassettes I've heard. I'm sure a lot of it can be attributed to 25 years of aging, but I also suspect it was never that good of a recording anyway.
Triumph. They still play second fiddle to their Canadian brethren Rush, or so I discovered on a recent trip to Winnipeg. I had no idea they were around at all, but they were all over the airwaves and apparently touring as well.
Just when I was starting to wonder how this thing could fill up so much tape we get to a song called "Rock And Roll Machine" which is filled with endless guitar wankery. Song lengths aren't printed, so I have no idea how long this has been going on, but it's hell. This must be where I shut if off after buying and playing it for the first time. I kind of remember buying it to listen to on a family vacation. And that's really saying something if you shut something off when traveling with your family.
I don't know why I torture myself like this. But then again, there's a lot of crap being produced today too. I can't say this is all that different. Genres change, crap persists.
"Druh Mer Selbo." I guess that's Canadian for drum solo. Zzzzzz.
"Spellbound." I remember this one. Although it sounded better in the memory banks.
I can't really comment on the bonus tracks. They were mindless rock, and after a not so blistering set from Triumph, my thoughts were drifting considerably.
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