In Loving Memory Of... is the debut album by hard rock band Big Wreck. Released in 1997, the album features the single "The Oaf," which became major Top Ten hit. Subsequent singles, "Blown Wide Open" and "That Song," found airplay in the United States but experienced greater success in Canada where they were both reached the Top Ten. "Under the Lighthouse" was released exclusively to Canada.
In Loving Memory Of... features layered progressive elements in addition to its heavy Southern rock style. Lyrically, it deals predominately with relationship issues. Frontman Ian Thornley noted, "The majority of the album is actually written about one girl. Somebody who's still fucking me up." He also admitted that the track "Look What I Found?" was intended to sound like Soundgarden as a reference to how popular bands gain fame emulating other groups.
To promote their debut album, Big Wreck opened for progressive metal band Dream Theater in what was their first major national tour.
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