I used to listen to this band in the '80s called "The Young Republicans". They didn't really have any club hits but they sure played the hell out of some basements.

Well holy cow. Suddenly, Charles, you are beginning to sound like a voice from the past.

Something tells me that's not your real name.

Aha! I am correct!

Right?

Well. There are obviously two possiblities. One, I could be the aforementioned voice from the past. Two, I have an obscure obsession with garage acts from the late '80s - early '90s, especially those from Saskatchewan. I like to think of myself as the only music historian to have actually attended the Jodrell's/TYR double bill.

Charles is incorrect. He (she) is NOT the only historian to have attended that concert. I was there as well in Louis at the University of Saskatchewan, along with three other fine people in our group. I recall the Young Republicans well. I wondered if they would ever get a gig at Buckingham Palace, but realized their name would preclude that, if nothing else.

Noswad

Hey, I WORKED at that concert at Louis! (See, I was NOT listening to Asia or Toto in the '80s.) Boy, am I ever feeling old now . . .

Oh yeah--I almost forgot--I seem to recall another equally fine band from my nights serving at Louis--lame name, though. Ritual Blue? Opened for the Waltons, wasn't that it? Or was that The Young Republicans, also?

Yep. Ritual Blue. Worst. Band. Name. Ever.

Unless you count "Train," of course.

Yep. Not many great band names left--looks like Matchbox 20, Lillex and Roxette got the last of them. Sad, really.

Looks like a number of people enjoyed listening to Graham belt out his "Whoah hao hao". I always enjoyed watching you strangle yourself with the microphone cord as the enigmatic singer of Ritual Blue.