Originally known as The Great American Dream, this Philadelphian quintet were local legends who'd opened for The Who, Jefferson Airplane, Santana and many others. Packed with snappy songs and infectious good humor, their sole album was taped in New York's just-opened Record Plant in the fall of 1969, and marked Todd Rundgren's debut as producer. Issued in February 1970, it stands as one of the best pop-rock albums of its time, and makes its long-overdue CD debut here.
The "American Dream" is an ambiguous term as seen in popular culture. This pattern is reflected in music, television, film, and literature. The press keeps the term in print, and advertising capitalizes on the concept.People have many perceptions of what the "American Dream" is. For some, the dream is part of an ideology that snares and deludes. The dream is often portrayed as jingoistic. Self-determination, success, wealth, and acquisition are words often used to describe the "American Dream." For some, the dream denotes a set of social and moral ideals.
Little Caesar seemed to have everything going for them. Signed to powerhouse Geffen Records at the height of the late-'80s hair metal craze; armed with a solid, Bob Rock-produced hard rock debut; and with wunderkind producer John Kalodner (the man responsible for Aerosmith's miraculous rebirth) guiding their career, the Los Angeles-based quintet was poised to ride the dependable, normally smooth-running Geffen production line on the fast-track to stardom. But there was one small problem: Little Caesar weren't the most handsome bunch. Ugly? These guys were scary even by heavy metal standards. Grimy-haired, covered in tattoos, and looking like a gang of Hell's Angels, the band was never given a chance by the MTV generation; and before they knew it, their albums had stiffed, their record company had abandoned them, and the public had all but forgotten they existed. …
This is one of the more difficult Bear Family sets to take on simply because it is such an intimidating package. Never mind that Nelson is an American myth, having eked his way into that terrain by dying in a plane crash while still in his forties, and despite being managed by Colonel Tom Parker, he still looked fantastic despite the unsubstantiated rumors of drugs, alcoholism, and twisted sex that poured forth from the tabloids after his passing.