The Pink Chunk

Our new friends at No Basement IS Deep Enough have rediscovered the obscure 45 rpm single of  The Pink Chunk performing Louie Louie and The Kitchen Cantata.

A team of Pink Chunk insiders has provided them with hitherto never heard beyond the inner circle recordings from this “legendary??” Northwest Icon

There are only 89 copies of this cassette only release so check it out NOW


 *The Pink Chunk ‘Unearthed…’ (NBIDE #36, c28)
“The search for the roots of The Pink Chunk took an unexpected turn when our intrepid explorer(Lotta Hash) and her faithful assistant (Marsupial Grossman) stumbled upon an abandoned farm house in the old dairy farming region near the Carnation Research Farms east of Seattle. The farm house had a decrepit sign out front, cracked and faded. It was hard to read but seemed to say something like “Loon Lagoon Home for Retired Balloonists” What that meant, no one in the neighborhood seemed to know. There were rumors passed on from mother to child of noisy goings on in the old house, strangely painted old cars pulling in and out of the dirt driveway, sometimes there were reports of strangely costumed persons seeming to play an elaborate game of Croquet, as if on the set of a remake of Alice in Wonderland.
 loon lagoon-Flies
Upon going inside the old house, they noticed that there were wall to wall flies clinging to the ceiling and covering the windows. An old wood stove sat in the alcove, unused. Piles of rotting unused firewood lay strewn about the floor. Around a corner into the living room was a large circular wooden table and on it was a drawing on a yellowed piece of paper. It was secured with a rock. The drawing was of an object..a chunk.. of something. Below the drawing was scrawled “What is the Pink Chunk?” If this had been the only clue, then who knows what we could have concluded, but going further into the house there was an old book shelf and sitting there near a dog-eared copy of Franz Boas 1911 classic, “The Mind of Primitive Man” was a reel of audio tape inside a hand decorated box.
After taking this tape back to the labs and carefully analyzing it’s contents, a still murky picture emerges of a group of free spirits experimenting wildly with the capabilities of a now primitive analog recording machine. Utilizing the various features of the late 60’s consumer reel to reel machines from Sony, the artists (now referred to as The Pink Chunk) can be heard to misuse the sound-on-sound echo and multi speed features of the Sony machine. Obviously influenced by the great american pop producer Ross Bagdasarian (Witch Doctor”) or perhaps Sheb Wooley (Purple People Eater). The only other evidence of the existence of The Pink Chunk are the now rare 45 rpm single (reviewed by Lester Bangs as a masterpiece) and some obscure mention of a rock band with the same name performing at Seattle’s legendary Eagle’s Auditorium. No other tangible evidence exists of these obscure musical pioneers. But now for the first time, you can hear beyond the hits into the deepest regions of these inspired minds.”–culled from the archives of Marsupial Grossman
Ltd. to 89 hand-numbered copies and comes in pink-sprayed fossilization of Lester Bangs’ spunk.
The Pink Chunk was a few things to a few people.
One of those things was a name to attach to a series of early recordings by various members of the Uncle Cookie family.
the name first appeared in an edition of the Uncle Cookie self generated fanzine The Original Optimist.
Here is the drawing that started it all:
What is the Pink Chunk
when it became obvious we had a great band name (isn’t that where it all starts anyhow??)
Mike Freeman and I began concocting song names and band members.
Here is the long lost set list that never was:
And here was the band members (most of whom were imaginary)

At some point the crazy idea came up of actually performing as The Pink Chunk. The arrogant rock stars Uncle Cookie co-opted the idea, but as a begrudging concession, allowed me to be the lead singer. My only performance as such.

The audience was made up of first generation Seattle punk rockers. They hated the very idea of The Pink Chunk. I was performing without glasses and when we finished and went back stage, I noticed that the rest of the band were angry and very glistening. It turns out, the audience had pummeled the band with eggs. I was not hit by a single egg and being blind did not even see the eggs! A friend had videotaped the show and the video revealed that a veritable wall of eggs had showered the stage. Regretablly, I do not have a copy of that video.

Pink Chunk at Eagles DB and Ernie

Robert “Hot Bob” Dogbunz and Ernie SapiroPink Chunk at Eagles Uno and DB 1

Conrad Uno and Robert “Hot Bob” Dogbunz

Pink Chunk at Eagles Uno and DB 2

Conrad Uno and Robert “Hot Bob” Dogbunz

Pink Chunk at Eagles Uno and DB 3

Conrad Uno and Robert “Hot Bob” Dogbunz

Uno and Ernie as the Pink Chunk

Conrad Uno and Ernie

Eagles Flyer

JAX, Uncle Cookie and The Pink Chunk live at Eagles Auditorium in Downtown Seattle 1978

Years later, a Pink Chunk single was released on 45 rpm (Monster Wax Records)
Pressed on Pink Chunk and clear vinyl the 1000 copies immediately sold out. 

Pink Chunk Label

The Louie Louie side was recorded around 1970 or so by Mike Freeman and Conrad Uno on a sound on sound Sony tape deck. the Kitchen Cantata was recorded live in our kitchen in the U district Uncle Cookie House. With Carl Smool narrating and Jass the Wonder Dog whining as we made noise with kitchen impliments.

This photo which appeared in the Original Optimist Fanzine was taken at the session for Kitchen Cantata

Adventure of Jazz The Wonder Dog


Lester Bangs gave it a rave mention in a Pazz and Jop Poll in the Village Voice in 1979.
He rated it a 10 (for masterpiece)

Pink Chunk Review-Lester Bangs-Cropped


edition of 1000 45 singles recorded by Conrad Uno and Mike Freeman in the early 1970's. Louie Louie was a sound on sound multi speed experiment, Kitchen Cantata was a live recording by Mark Wheaton. Single pressed on Clear with Pink chunk vinyl. This project was reviewed by Lester Bangs in the Village Voice. SOLD OUT