Breaking ground with Jim Robinson
Jim Robinson IS “Construction Man” Another private press release by a hardworking, blue collar American who earned his helmet and wants to tell his story in song. “Job #001” is just the beginning.
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September 28th, 2008 at 10:40 am
hahahaahahaha…unbelieveble!
hey coverlovers, check out my last project. the artwork is mine. unfortunately, not for vinyl [maybe one day…]
http://www.myspace.com/teclaspretas
hope ya all like it!
September 28th, 2008 at 2:01 pm
You guys rock! I want buy Jim a Pabst!
October 6th, 2008 at 1:47 pm
where the hell do i get an ornate hardhat like that? pimp my ride? shit no! pimp my goddamn hat!
August 28th, 2011 at 5:28 pm
Where on earth did you find this?
August 29th, 2011 at 8:42 am
Cool music Glauberovsky! Silly helmet BTW…
May 15th, 2014 at 8:34 pm
My pa just passed down his records to me. Along with them were post-its detailing which meant what to him. This is what he wrote about this particular record:
” This one will most likely never be found anywhere else. I worked with Jim in Algeria and California he was a electrical superintendent. He has since died but his memory lives on. This is one of the most cherished albums I have. ”
This was released in 1979 on Cram Recording.
Pretty tasty stuff.
April 21st, 2015 at 2:25 am
My Dad acquired this album in 1979 while he and my family were on a job in Louisiana. Like Jim, Dad traveled the world with construction. Dad was a construction superintendent and worked around the world over the decades for C.F. Braun, Fluor, Foster Wheeler, and Bechtel. Like Jim, Dad was from Texas. My Dad loved this album just as much as his Bob Wills and early Merle Haggard LP’s. I was later surprised to find that other construction men my dad worked with knew of the Jim Robinson album as our family moved about. The album was hard to find way back then. Dad would make cassette copies for anyone who wanted one. My younger brother borrowed the ‘Construction Man’ LP from dad back in the mid ’80s and wound up misplacing it. I haven’t heard the album now in over 30 years. I can still hear the songs in my mind as Dad would play the album on weekends while drinking beer. I would love to acquire a copy of this album. “I was down in Indonesia, home of the rare ol’ Orangutan…. Well I had me a job that was rougher than a cob in a town called Pallem-a-bang-bang-bang-bang, that’s where I done my thang!” My Dad has since passed on. This was one of my Dad’s most cherished albums also.