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Till It's All Gone

Is rock'n'roll dead? A shadow of its former self at least, or a ghost of it. Metal still seems to be thriving, but looks to have evolved away far enough from rock'n'roll to be considered a separate species. Of course there are dedicated individuals who won't let it lie still: Jim Jones, for one, has been doing his level best to keep it alive, or to animate its unholy remains, whether as part of Thee Hypnotics, The Jim Jones Revue, or Jim Jones and the Righteous Mind.

This CD single: 'Till It's All Gone'/'Walk It Out' is unique among the records on my shelves in that I won it. I've mentioned before being a regular listener for years to Marc Riley's Radio 6 evening show. Among its recurring features is 'Who's On My T-Shirt Tonight, Then?' a quiz where the prize is a T-Shirt on which a guest to the show has been persuaded to draw the likeness of a band or musician. A series of clues are supplied and listeners invited to guess the subject of the drawing. The winner is subjected to a brief on-air chat with Riley, and sent the illustrated shirt, along with a few promotional CDs, etc. 

When I won it, the drawing was of Mickey Finn from T Rex (as somewhat crudely drawn by The Lovely Eggs), and the CDs included this one - the second single released in support of the Righteous Mind's debut album §uper Natural. 'Till it's All Gone' is a very good track, but the main attraction for me (and the reason I've held on to the disc) is the "B-Side". 'Walk It Out' is a swaggeringly salacious song that I love to play loud. Inexplicably, it didn't make it on to the album.

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