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Mo-ther Love bone = 4 syllables
I-da-ho meth pro-ject = 6...WTF?
Please get over yourself. Every band in Seattle gets their posters torn down by the poster mafia. It's the way of the world. And what happens when a poster gets torn down? We put it up again. Practice vigilance and persistence. Leave self-pity at the door.
Now THAT'S what they should have called themselves.
But yes, that girl drummer = lust!
This band has two drummers (ahem, pavement?) and a fucking tuba player! A fucking tuba player who cares enough to either A) put up fliers all over town, then play the tuba outside of random diners handing out fucking handbills, then check the fliers, and then go home and be all "hey internet people stop pulling down my fliers" or B) just write one I anonymous clever enough to get the attention of Savage and get seen by way more people than any filer would.
What do you want from bands you guys?
It's in the official rule book right between "the show must go on" and "don't wear your own bands t-shirt".
But man were they different, they tried so hard that even though their music was horrible it was somehow good and inspired (hopefully) three generations of weirdos to get in the van and spread goodtimes around the country.
Maybe I'm naive but when I saw those pictures I immediately thought "wow, they look like some people who know how to have a good time and are at least trying something different and I'd like to see it happen"
I'm as jaded as anyone when it comes to rock but I've seen more than my share of talented musicians playing mediocre shows at amazing venues and I'd so much rather see Idaho Meth Project in a shitty basement.
Four, as well.
The one in the back looks like way more fun though.
Opus in Deathtöngue, aka Billy and the Boingers, circa 1986. You kids have no sense of history.
2. Quit whining.
I second the Hot Drummer Chick t-shirt idea.