‘The Horrifying Vision”

By Wendell Blackett.

Horrifying visions of a dark and fading past:

Driving one man on until the dream was fading fast.

Some fool shouts out his hatred and his fear.

Leaving a mind empty and devoid and unclear.

A voice letting out a scream which no one can feel.

It tells of the lines which sometimes are unreal.

You are an entity which has become so quiet,

Bringing on another night where the soul feels a riot. Blissfully you tell me the story that is unspeakable. Leaving dreams of a horrifying vision so unreachable. When the crimes of passion leave one tired and old.

Only eyes of fire can reach out and see a world so cold.

A hundred starry nights could never send the vision away. Sliding, and speeding down a dungeon path all day.

A person speaks out in favor of the horrifying vision. Leaving a golden heart of stone to reach a new decision. The last remaining sight leaves a twisted path still unbroken.

As a man slowly climbs a hill which never can be comprehended.

The only thing he realizes is that from a horrifying vision he is mended.

Morning and Me

The rising sun begins morning ©

As I jump to my feet,

The radio comes on and

The sportscaster says, “Penguins Loe I run and look in the mirror,

But the picture is the same-

Canadian songwriter Paul Dean is hardly

Is It Worth sald

by Carl Brydon

He was having a good time

until she showed up.

She was hitting on him again.

Normally he wouldn’t mind,

but when he was seeing someone else... “Smash”

Why did she have to show up?

“Smash”

As he walked down the street

he felt alone, though he was with his friends. As he stepped off the curb into the puddle he felt like he was drowning,

but then as his friend helped him up

he knew that there was light ahead

to show him the way.

Is it worth the trouble or worth the time? Some say it is, others no, but

it must be, because he has loved before.

It brought meaning to his life,

gave him a reason to move up in the world and made him realize that he can

fight through anything that stands in his way.

by: Shelli Wheaton

singer—

the album. And finally, there’s

“Draw the like,” cowriten by

Reaching Up

Why must i choose between the two? I am only gong to hurt one or the other. Then there are the old memories of one for whom I cared so much to add to the confusion. It is not

fair that one must be hurt, yet’

if the decision is not made

then a dark vast hole will

make things bleaker than

they seem. I must do

something soon or

stumble blindly and

fall

down,

possibly

never

to

get

up.

‘Hard Core’

women as being nothing bet air- headed sexual temptresses is par- ticularly disgusting. Lines such as “we all know she’s built to please” and “when she’s through you’re on you’re knees” reflect backassed attitudes. Come on guys, get with the 80’s. Certainly, this album will be a must for star-studded guitar freaks, as guitar raunch domi- nates the entire record. Already, “Sword and Stone” has skyrock- eted to the top 10 on CIMN’s top 25. . Whether or not peo ple are being paid to play it remains questionable, but so is Sean’s purpose for doing this al-

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I dream: ofa girl,

“What is-your name?” I stim tuto the kitchen, And thas two eggs into the pot;

ap. of coffee is hot. I run, then class begins, As hearts flow. through my head; I say hello to a trio of girls, But they say Hi! to the other guy, tisteadt I put on my western hat, And wisk-l was with a girl down Oklahoma way; She sin ot inspirational song, “Love will find its way to you” someday.

— An Early Riser

a newcomer to the music busi-_

ness, even though Hard Core is his first. solo effort. As the back- bone of Loverboy he’s obviously got a lot of connections in the mu- sic business, and this is obvious considering the talents he’s re- cruited to pitch in on the album. He’s got songwriting help from Mike Reno and Matt Frenette, his loverboy buddies, as well as Jon Bon Jovi of Bon Jovi. Producer Brian MacLoed of Chilluiack and Headpins frame helps to link a few as well and also performs on

Bryan Adams and Jim Vallance.

Yet Despite all this musical

collaboration, the songwriting is sorely lacking. There is noth- ing intelligent being said on this record, and even if there was you certainly can’t hear it. On tracks like “ Under the Gun,” there’s so much guitar churning and chug- ging that you can’t make out any of the lyrics. And when you ac- tually can hear the words, such as on “Dirty Fingers,” the nause- ating and obvious degradation of

bum in the first place. Perhaps

~ he’s trying to steal some of Mike

Reno’s spotlight as a lead vocal: ist, and indeed, Dean hasn’t go a bad voice. But his voice isn’t going to save this album. Ob viously there’s some real pote” tial for Dean and his counterparts to produce some quality musi‘ that’s worth listening to. Bu! first he’s got to get his act 1” | gether in terms of song and m sic re Until that happe: you're better off spending yo twelve bucks on a case of Keith’s

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