Green Man has surfaced with the completion of their third album When You Were a Tadpole and I Was a Fish -- independently released on Bad Baby Records. This new CD offers eleven songs written and produced by April Theriault and Ken Eros, and features contributions from founding member Martin Morrisey. Daniel Ash and Kevin Haskins (Bauhaus, Tones on Tail, Love and Rockets), actor Malcolm McDowell, vocalist Perla Batalla, producer Patina Crème and drummer Robert Rachelli join together as special guests. Eons came and eons fled since the band's last album (lovedeathbeauty, 2004) and Green Man's April Theriault had this to say about the creation and direction of the new release… The opening track "Evolution" came by a circuitous route. My father is the unwitting narrator--his voice brought to life from a 1952 recording of the classic Langdon Smith poem "Evolution: A Fantasy". This is my mother's account of how the recording came to be:   "It was part of Doug's theory about using sleep teaching as a therapy tool, as part of his project when he was studying for his Master's Degree at the University of Michigan. The University of Michigan Speech Pathology Dept. gave him permission to try a sleep-teaching project on me, and instructed him to find something to record about some subject that he was sure I had never heard before. I agreed to be a participant in this project without any knowledge of what it was. That poem about Evolution was Doug's choice, and he recorded himself reading it in the UM laboratories. Later, he placed a little speaker under my pillow, which was timed to start playing approximately 2-3 hours after I had fallen asleep. It wasn't long before I began to tell him I was dreaming about tadpoles in the mud. This all took place in our little student trailer in Ann Arbor, Michigan. It really was a pioneer study in the 1950s as sleep teaching was a technique which was totally unrecognized at that time as a valid tool in any profession."   The finding of said recording was serendipitous. Several years after my dad passed on, Kenny was at my mom's house helping her locate something in the deep recesses of the garage. He came upon a record, barely wrapped in a paper jacket, no identification. It was dusty and scratched. He transferred it to digital, and there, we heard my father's voice from 60 years ago, which prompted my mother's memory about its genesis. I had already written the lyrics for "Evolution Died" and "Bedtime With Sally", and we were getting a feel for deep-watery-space-past-and-future stuff. We wrote the music around the poem, and left the scratches and imperfections as they were on the original recording--a fitting testament to the journey and survival of the actual physical record, as well as our greater evolutionary journey. ~ April Theriault, Green Man / January 5, 2014