I’ve owned this CD since college.  It’s in pristine condition, even though I used to rock out to it quite a bit back in the day.  I don’t think it ever left my dorm room/apartment though.  I think I got it from either scamming Columbia House or BMG, and since it has a bar code on the back I think it was from Columbia House.  I have always liked CCR, but when I listen to this, I think of Saylor Moon and Krissyfur who absolutely loved CCR (and the Doors…and the traveling Doors cover band Moonlight Drive, for whom they were practically groupies).  Saylor Moon and Krissyfur were Geneva girls who worked at the Evil Empire with Lord Bacchus and I.  They were cool chicks who were a couple of years younger than us, but they used to like to party with us at the Great Ranch in Trumbull Township (which reminds me: Black Cloud I will never, ever forgive you for that one), and when we started going to OSU, they would often come down and party with us here.  Saylor Moon eventually wound up going to OSU, and I think Kissyfur went to Kent or Mount Union or somewhere up there.  At any rate, they were huge CCR fans and we used to pre-party with this CD before going out to catch Moonlight Drive at the Newport (they even got me backstage there once to drink a few beverages with the Drive).

My other memory of CCR actually involves being stuck in Lodi, Ohio, just like the song says (yeah, I get it that Fogerty wasn’t singing about Lodi, Ohio, but I got stuck there just the same).  It was summer and I was home in Geneva, but I was heading down to Columbus for a Pearl Jam midnight sale for the album “No Code” at World Record, and because Disco Bitch had an extra ticket to Miss Saigon (rock stars!).  So the Gothic One, who had a strange love-hate-love-confusion-apathy relationship with the Artistic One, jumped at the chance to hitch a ride to the ‘Bus.  Well, on the way the Blue Lagoon started to have some serious car troubles.  First, somewhere near Medina, it started to overheat.  When I pulled into a gas station and popped the hood, I saw there was a pin-hole leak in my radiator house.  Well, I wrapped that sucker in duct tape, and we were back on the Route 71 South when my tailpipe dropped and my muffler started to drag.  So this time I pulled over at the Lodi exit (“Oh lord, stuck in Lodi again!”) and saw that one of my C-clamps had rusted through.  Well, the Gothic One was a goth girl after all, so I borrowed one of her garters and wrapped it around my tailpipe, and then I borrowed her choker chain, hooked it through the garter and the undercarriage and voila…back on the road and into Cbus in time for Miss Saigon and a Pearl Jam release party.  Rock stars!

So listening to this CD now, I realize two things.  First, the rhythm section was incredibly precise.  Seriously, Tom Fogerty never misses a stroke on the rhythm guitar (listen to “Proud Mary” for an example) and Stu Cook and Doug Clifford lock in with the bass and drums to make the perfect backing tracks for John Fogerty.  Which brings me to my second point…John Fogerty has one of the most unique voices in rock and roll.  It’s strong and scratchy and bluesy while still being bright and powerful, and it just fits these tracks perfectly.  And his leads are pretty good too.  It’s kind of funny that these guys became know for southern swamp-rock when in reality they hailed from California, but it works all the same.  Classic!

Other lists: “Fortunate Son” is #99, Proud Mary is “156, “Who’ll Stop the Rain” is #188, and “Bad Moon Rising” is #364 on Rolling Stone’s list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.  Creedence Clearwater Revival is #82 on the list of the 100 Greatest Artists, and John Fogerty is #72 on the list of the 100 Greatest Singers.

Ch-ch-changes: This is a greatest hits package that replaces two CCR studio albums on the list (so much for the deep cuts!).  These were “Green River” and “Cosmo’s Factory” at #95 and #295 respectively.  “Meet the Beatles!” was the original #59 on the 2003 list.

My favorite track: “Fortunate Son”

Honorable mention: “Long As I Can See the Light”

Quote: “It ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no [senator’s/millionaire’s/military] son.  No, it ain’t me, it ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate one! No!”