June 2009
9 posts
Fun while it lasted
I’ve really loved doing this blog but lately I’m feeling stretched too thin. Between this blog, my other tumblr, and of course the blog I still laughingly consider my “main” blog—despite posting there the least—not to mention writing a book, working a full-time job, and trying to have some semblance of a real, offline life, it’s all just a little too...
May 2009
16 posts
Pretty Goes with Pretty Goes to Spiderland →
For those of you who follow all of my blogs, my apologies for the redundancies. (But what is tumblr if not redundant?) For those of you who just follow me here in 90s indie rock land, click the link for some news about your resident Do-You-Computer.
[shiny grey monotone]: Enemymine - Enemymine →
What’s better than GodheadSilo? GodheadSilo with two bass players instead of one—scoring double points since the second bass player is Zak Sally of Low.
April 2009
56 posts
Sebadoh "Infatuation Or True Desire"
perpetua:
DOWNLOAD IT! Sebadoh’s body of work is kinda all over the place, which makes some sense given that the band has a pretty sprawling discography and three primary songwriters. Aside from Eric Gaffney’s generally bizarre contributions, the general tone of the band is defined by Lou Barlow and Jason Loewenstein’s obsession with writing whiny, often passive-aggressive songs about girls....
[shiny grey monotone]: Engine Kid - Bear Catching... →
Whole record if you want it.
A few days ago I was having lunch with a friend. He said something which I...
– NPR: We Came, We Saw, We Conquered
Interesting post from Carrie Brownstein on how a town could develop its own sound (think San Diego, Olympia, DC, etc.) - something that was almost expected in the 90s but which feels less true today. Is a band’s hometown really much of a signifier any more?
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[shiny grey monotone]: Hose.Got.Cable - Majesty →
You can get the whole record over at Shiny Gray Monotone, and if you like the post-Jehu/post-hardcore stuff, then I highly suggest you check out Majesty. It really is an unheralded album of its era. I don’t want to overstate it—there are a few weak points, like the challenging-but-not-satisfying ten-minute opening track, or the embarrassing “Smallest Living Thing,” or the pointless lo-fi live...
Contemporary SOTL is present and absent in equal measure in their introduction...
– Dusted Reviews: Stars of the Lid - Music for Nitrous Oxide
Dusted reviews the reissue of Stars of the Lid’s 1994 debut.
Drive Like Jehu - Caress, Spikes to You, If it... →
velveteenrabbit:
You know how I am: first the claws come out, and then I relent and purr like the kitten you love.
Here’s a slightly edited version of what I wrote awhile back about Yank Crime:
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I heard both Jehu albums around the same time, must have been 1994 or 1995. And to my mind they had perfected rock music. Post-Jehu, whenever I heard a new band that was trying to play fast and/or loud, it felt limp. I just turned it off and put on Jehu. For about a decade—literally!—I never once felt...
Pre-Durst →
bmichael:
rach:
A true celebration of early 90s music. I can dig it. [via]
In the blogger’s own words: “Fuck you, nu-metal. Fuck you, “modern rock.” We’re taking it back to when A&R agents got paid to watch David Yow knot up his weiner and I didn’t know what a titty felt like.”
The Freshman story basically sold me. At least this tumblr blames Limp Bizkit for ruining rock radio. Two...
Unrest: Best of Unrest
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Unrest were not exactly flashy, but they certainly wrote a number of catchy, perky songs that are always a lot more dark and horny than they usually seem at first blush. This mix is not quite an overview of their catalog — it’s focused primarily on the band’s later, pop-centric later years, and pretty much omits their early noisy/lo-fi period entirely. The early stuff may...
Just catching up on all the reblogging I wanted to do last week. Didn’t want to interrupt all the Low posts.
Archers of Loaf: The Underground Is Overcrowded
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Even though Archers of Loaf were a very odd and distinct band, I still think of them as being the archetypal ’90s indie rock group. It’s all in the way they mixed up the punk and the lackadaisical, nailing the precise measures of irony, bitterness, anger, humor, and resignation defining what was once understood as a “slacker” aesthetic. Eric Bachmann’s croaking voice is...