The Brady Bunch Of Fun

Music is identification. If one wants to have a certain identity, one thinks they must listen to a certain type of music and eschew another type of music. Then time elapses and the once toxic genre or style of music becomes old enough that it becomes “cool” or “retro” or “old school” or some other meaningless buzz word.

One such meaningless buzz word, used to describe sentimental crap that is now deemed cool, is kitsch. One of the greatest kitsch albums of all-time is: It’s a Sunshine Day: The Best of the Brady Bunch.


Surely when the compilation was released in 1993, it was harangued, ridiculed, lambasted, berated, scolded and spat on. Certainly when the Brady Bunch was flourishing and “making music” in the mid-seventies, rocks snobs of the day were denouncing the project as “evil commercialism” and other similar pejoratives.

Now that the sands of time have washed away all the extraneous machinations surrounding the body politic of the Brady Bunch paradigm shift—*cough*—, their album, It’s a Sunshine Day: The Best of the Brady Bunch, can now be experienced for what it really is/was: pure, unforgiving, unyielding fun.

With the disc, you get the show’s theme song and the three songs features in Brady Bunch episodes (“It’s A Sunshine Day,” “We Can Make The World A Whole Lot Brighter,” and “Keep On”) but you also get so much more.


For instance: the super-syrupy “Sweet Sweetheart” and the pop-a-licous “Candy (Sugar Shoppe).” Also included is the funky, makes-you-want-to-move “Merry-Go-Round” and the delectable disco delight “Truckin’ Back to You.”

By far, the best track on the album is the speed-metal version of “American Pie.” The cover is performed at an outrageously fast tempo. It’s like they wanted to hurry up and record the song before Don McLean changed his mind.


Granted there are a few clunkers. Mainly Cindy (Susan Olsen) singing “Frosty The Snowman” and a boring sappy ditty called “We’ll always Be Friends.”

Not all the tracks are sung by the Brady Bunch. Marcia (Maureen McCormick) has a couple of solos and the same can be said for Greg (Barry Williams). Mother Carol (Florence Henderson) has her own track.


Now this isn’t an album you’re going to put in and listen too while you’re eating, or reading or doing homework. You’re not going to rock out to this or even air guitar to it. It’s not a staple, it’s a desert—junk food if you will. The music is average, the singing is average (on occasion) and the songs are average.

It won’t bump your favorites off of your most played list, but it will put a smile on your face. And a lot of the music I’m “suppose” to listen too has never done that.


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