Rich here, remembering a time back in the pre-grunge days of 1987 when any music that wasn't mainstream was referred to as "alternative," I was knocked out by "New Campfire Songs," an EP by the LA indie/acoustic band The Balancing Act, a band that fit well within the sub-genre of Quirky Music. And in the case of The Balancing Act, their combination of folk-jazz-pop and erratic rhythms could hardly be labeled as anything but quirky. As I wrote at the time for Seattle's leading rock newspaper, The Rocket: Instead of Peter, Paul & Mary and Pete Seeger, The Balancing Act's campfire songs sound like they were written after a night of slam-dancing to the Violent Femmes. Their songs were full of strange twists, jerky rhythms, odd subject matter, and oft-times jazzy turns of phrase.
And, damn, the songs were catchy as hell. So here's a song about waking up in the morning after an evening camping in a sleeping bag and shaking out the scorpions, claiming that the camper in question is not lost.













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