This gorgeous dinosaur miraculously popped up in my wife's glove compartment a few weeks back. I'd written it off years ago, though it is always in the back of my head when I am MP3 trolling for eighties stuff. It was complied by my dear friend Jefferson, the first person I knew with an accent (excluding my father) and the first person I knew who purchased music based on reading N.M.E. as opposed to CREEM. College, natch, and by the mid 80's he had finished and was in Pilsen while I was still slacking in Bloomington. The man has always had a way with the bins, and being in the big city busted it wide open.
First exposure to JAMC, Screaming Jay (back in vogue that year courtesy of Jim Jarmusch), and I think even The Fall for chrissakes, if you don't realize the importance of all that than you shouldn't be reading a music blog. Lots of great tracks from long lost bands, a few things haven't aged that well but over all really listenable. It makes you think that a bunch of what you're getting a unicorn over at Pitchfork was invented by British people in 1986.
For your consideration I have lovingly recreated it here as a mp3 mix complete with fab tape scan artwork. If interested send me your proper email and I will shoot you a few zip files, divided as side A and B of course.














