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Good Gone Bad

by The Scramblers

The Scramblers are a hard rock band that blend an infectious beat with excellent lyrics to produce a truly great rock sound. This is a blend of metal, the blues, punk, and garage rock.
Genre: Rock: Hard Rock
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Ridin' On the Eight Ball
3:50 $0.99
2. Outta Sight, Outta Mind
3:48 $0.99
3. Good Gone Bad
2:08 $0.99
4. Ain't That the Truth
3:16 $0.99
5. (Just) Can't Shake It
3:43 $0.99
6. Blow My Cool
3:38 $0.99
7. Runnin' Outta Time
4:18 $0.99
8. Shook Up and Broke Down
4:11 $0.99
9. House of Fools
4:11 $0.99
10. Walkin' Back to Moscow
4:05 $0.99
11. Rattle Snake Daddy
3:18 $0.99
12. Shed My Skin
2:56 $0.99
13. Rest In Peace
4:47 $0.99
14. Vacant Eyes
3:01 $0.99
15. I'm Comin' Down
3:43 $0.99
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Album Notes
It has always been fashionable to talk of rock 'n' roll in sexual terms, as if guitar solos and slashing chords echoed some primal drive. Often such prose has been churned out by lazy writers tapping into the masturbatory hallucinations of teenage boys, fueled by generic lead guitarists. A boy's world, a boy's fantasy. Girls entered the fantasy in a biologically cunning way - to find their boy, make him their man, to share the nest and replace the rock fantasy with the constants of mortgage and work, babies and bills.

Not so with the Scramblers, Oh no. With the Scramblers it was the girls that came, the boys that followed; and not girls looking for pretty boys with poodle hair as at the other clubs. These were Women in the prime of their sexuality, drawn in by something dangerous, feeling an undeniable surging inner heat that began at home, in the bathroom getting ready, primping and pulling and adjusting and hiding and revealing; a heat that began to near-visibly palpate as they lined up at the door, clamoring over the guest list, at the bar, in front of the stage, waiting for the band...

Metaphor as reality.

The Scramblers were, by far, the greatest Rock'n'Roll band of their time in Vancouver. That they are not known outside the city, and probably only remembered to ten or twenty thousand in that place, is only testimony to the foul mechanics of the music business and the corrupting influence of sex and drugs and rock and roll. None of the 5 - Howard Rix, Jon Doe, Ziggy Sigmund, Ron Allan, Randy Bowman - had any pretensions about being the best musician on the planet, although they each may have had their moments. They didn't even get along with each other particularly off-stage - there was probably not a time in the history of the band where they all liked each other. But once they hit the stage - once they tightened up and locked into their special groove - they combined together as a force of nature, unstoppable, immutable, pushing the audience and themselves higher and higher in orgiastic fever, sweating and pounding and rocking like nothing existed outside of THIS moment, THIS note, THIS song. Howard Rix brought with him a deep and essential love of rockabilly, the white trash of country music, that was evident in every quivering note, every drawled aside. Even the most straightforward lyric was given added meaning by the animation of his face and body, every single muscle in his wiry frame stretching to push through to another dimension, every scream a sexual thunderbolt. Jonny's epic guitar riffs cannily combined the savvy of AC/DC with the minimalist strictures of punk, creating harmonic leads that amazingly built to jagged, fiery conclusions. Ziggy, Ron and Randy were a pounding rhythm section, and at any time any one of them could leap from the mix with a perfect melodic counterpoint, a dramatic upsurge in tempo, a thrilling crushing combination that would cause hair to stand erect, hearts to miss a beat, beer to spill...

The songs on this CD are only a postcard from the past, a distant echo of the greatness of the Scramblers in their heyday. That this is all we have to remember such greatness makes these valuable momentos, terrific reminders that at one glorious time in the history of Vancouver music we were lucky enough to see The Scramblers.

Laurie Mercer - Scramblers Manager



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Ray Fulber

Great songs energy attitutude! Politics-Production values=overlooked
Easily deserved Guns + Roses Motley Cru stardom Howard Rix and Gang still entertained me all these years later with this collection.Not for the nostalgic value but for rock and ass kicking entertainment.Good loud!

Chris Wate

True to their live sound.
I think I was at every Scramblers gig they played in Vancouver. They were the best live band I ever saw. This CD completely captures the essence that was The Scrambers. It rocks. Buy it, you won't regret it.

j . Sheridan

One hot alternative rock n roll album - wow!
This band really rocks! You can see why they were popular at the time. Kind of like The Stooges meets AC/DC who then pick a fight with Howling Wolf or somebody in a dark, dirty alley.
Buy won't regret it!!

Richard Amery Kenora Daily Miner and News

I’ve been waiting to hear more from the Scramblers since hearing their cut on Last Call, a compilation of Vancouver indie acts circa 1977-1988, which came out several years ago.
They’re the best late 80’s Vancouver band you never heard of but one everybody should. If anybody ever doubted punk rockers can play, check out the Scramblers.
They have attitude in spades, thunderous drums, big riffs and face melting solos which rock with the primal urge of Alice Copper getting into a back alley knife fight with Toronto punks, the Viletones. And and honest to god harmonica to boot to give a nod to old time country and rock n’ roll.
A good portion of the Cd was recorded live in 1990, but the whole CD sounds raw, live and rocking. Some of the many highlights are Good Gone Bad, Aint’ That The Truth and Walkin Back to Moscow.

Mike Sebastian

Hot as hell! Pure, dirty & nasty. This is how it should be done...
These guys are awesome! I just wish I coulda seen them live. I knew they were the big thing in the Pacific Northwest years before Nirvana - and now I know why! Wow! Kurt used to be a big fan...listen to it and you'll see what it that attracted him to all their seattle gigs..


The possibilities were endless.
This CD does a good job, but not a great job of showcasing the Scramblers. For a band that could blow any others off the stage, this CD only hints at the power that was the Scramblers.

The good thing is though, it's still a great CD and doesn't have a weak song on it. If you like your rock hard, then this CD is for you. Great lyrics, sound, it has it all.

James Donaldson

Well...I never thought I'd see the day....Canada's greatest ever Alt. Rock band finally releases a cd! It's too bad it wasn't a live recording - as these guys blew all competition outta the doors, every time! - but it still gives you some indication of why they are/were so highly revered. Buy it - or miss out...your choice.

Dave Vanian

Great little rockin' cd!
This is what rock n roll is supposed to sound like. Peeled the paint offa my walls - but hey, that's cool.