1. Trailer Park
2. Adolescence
3. Dial a Grimace
4. Chocolate Ambrosia Man
5. Fuck the 80s
6. Creepy Older Man in the Stairwell
7. This Boy (Lennon-McCartney)
8. They (Days of Ice)
9. nonsensesong
10. Swedish Love Kit
11. Mine Trinket! How Art Thou?
12. Kilo
13. Don't Call On Me (Nesmith-London)
14. Land of the Little Red Bugs
15. Sunrise
16. Sex Without Condoms In Front of Congress
17. Black Hole of Calcutta
18. Easy Come, Easy Go (Hilderbrand-Keller)
19. Limbs and Bimbo
20. Whore
21. Ace
22. Single Mother
23. Dammit Bill, INHALE!!
24. Selling the 70s For Fun and Profit
25. In the Normalflow
26. Mary Jane Superweed
27. Minion Street
28. Hat
29. #A Famous Myth (J. M. Comanor)
30. Maypole

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Dan Susnara

GAJOOB, March 9, 2000
Wow! This is an unbelievable production from longtime hometaper Dan Susnara. Fans of Susnara's progressive rock releases will be thrilled over this new collection of tracks which span two full tapes and allows the artist to really flesh out this material. Susnara's releases always surprise, exploring experimental sonic territory, folk, and prog rock; and 'Maypole' is like a blast of musical vision, exploration, and much more. The further you get into it, the more it delivers and establishes itself as really something special. It's the kind of album you'll find yourself coming back to repeatedly. Highly recommended. —Bryan Baker

SPLENDIDEZINE, February 21, 2000
Dished out onto a TDK XLII 90 minute tape with the recording tabs punched out, and wrapped in a photocopied piece of green paper that's casually folded to fit in its case, Maypole displays the warped side of this Chicago inhabitant. Dan Susnara's music comes straight from the heart, but gushes out in waves of surrealism that will smack you sober. Sometimes it's ridiculous ("Sex Without Condoms In Front of Congress") and sometimes it's purposely deceptive, ("Minion Street") but Susnara's music clearly embodies the turmoil and anguish of his own everyday life experiences. Before you pass off Susnara as a loon who restricts himself to grassroots media forms, ponder what's really buried on those feet of magnetic tape. You'll discover another twisted realm of fucked up stories and flaming political rhetoric -- all alarmingly applicable. —Andrew Magilow

SPLENDIDEZINE, February 21, 2000
Maypole is the musical equivalent of a car wreck or a gory movie, in that you know you shouldn’t look (listen) but you just can’t stop yourself. The music on Maypole sucks you in and refuses to let go. You find yourself hurling headlong into Dan Susnara’s strange musical universe, which in many ways resembles the freaky psychedelic boat ride from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Melodies come swooping out of nowhere, guitars sneak up on you from behind, you slip and fall over layers of keyboards and tape hiss, while Susnara’s fierce howl guides/narrates your journey. Highlights include the freaky histrionics of “Fuck the 80’s” and Susnara’s oddball takes on the Beatles’ “This Boy”, as well as the Monkees’ “Don’t Call on Me”. After hearing Maypole, all I can think about is how dementedly wicked a collaboration between Susnara and Bobby Conn would be. —Jason Jackowiak