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Post by BobPukedOnMyFriend on Feb 8, 2005 12:58:30 GMT -5
New member here. I was too young to actually see The Mats when I first discovered them, around the Tim album, but I had a cool indie record store right around the corner from where I lived (Waxtree Records, in case there are any central Florida natives present) and the college kid that worked the counter at night swore that Bob puked on him at one of their Orlando shows. Thats as close as I got . Regards,Matt p.s. What is the story of Paul and Ryan Adams? I read there is some sort of tiff, but it wasnt explained in detail.
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Post by TomT on Feb 8, 2005 22:20:02 GMT -5
p.s. What is the story of Paul and Ryan Adams? I read there is some sort of tiff, but it wasnt explained in detail. Welcome Matt (I crack myself up), this was basically a misunderstanding from a couple of years ago. Paul was joking sarcastically in print and Ryan took it the wrong way.
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Post by kgp on Feb 11, 2005 12:47:04 GMT -5
From Vinyl Junkies: Adventures In Record Collecting by Brett Milano.
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Post by cellarfullofnoise on Feb 11, 2005 14:02:19 GMT -5
What the hell is he complaining about? I'd love to hear Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton dueting on: 1. Merry Go Round 2. One Wink At A Time 3. Nobody 4. Bent Out Of Shape 5. When It Began 6. Someone Take The Wheel
When It Began--I can really hear Dolly's voice on that.
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Post by FirstAveFiend on Feb 11, 2005 14:15:18 GMT -5
I'm thinking this might be the right section to post this. At the acoustic garage sale at first ave on Wednesday night the Mammy Nun's played they're Bobs song during the Minnesota Bob's part they sing Bob Dylan, Bob Stinson and I'm pretty sure Dunlap. It was pretty cool. Then they followed that up by playing Mr. Rabbit. Pretty interesting.
Oh and I also woke up to my alarm playing I Will Dare, good ol 89.3.
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Post by thetwilitekid on Feb 12, 2005 0:37:15 GMT -5
Amazon review of "Godmusic" by Chocolate Genius
" Thompson lays claim to being one of the most humanistic songwriters since Paul Westerberg."
I first heard CG years ago with a song "My Mom" it was the saddest freakin' song especially when he sang the line "my Mom, she don't remember my name" (his Mom has Alzheimer's disease.
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Post by allshookup on Feb 12, 2005 11:01:07 GMT -5
Jim DeRogatis in his book Milk It!, on the Flaming Lips:
On album and on stage the early Lips came across as a freakier, druggier version of the Replacements.
Note: Everything I have read by this guy about Paul or the Replacements has been wildly wrong.
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Post by Harry on Feb 12, 2005 13:39:44 GMT -5
Note: Everything I have read by this guy about Paul or the Replacements has been wildly wrong. and he also had the temerity to write about how Bob Pollard desperately needs an editor (maybe a fair point....not that i agree..), earning a major dose of invective from the stage at various Chicago GbV show...
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Post by GoddamnJob290 on Feb 12, 2005 18:59:20 GMT -5
Note: Everything I have read by this guy about Paul or the Replacements has been wildly wrong. He's one of those guys in the "Paul was only good when he used to get fucked up and fall off the stage" camp, right? Yeah, screw him. His review of Sgt. Peppers in Kill Your Idols was a load of bull as well.
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Post by allshookup on Feb 13, 2005 11:24:19 GMT -5
This is from the usually reliable Chuck Klosterman, in his book Fargo Rock City. Fasten your seatbelts:
I hate to classify rock fans as idiots, but they usually are. They don't understand that they are consuming an art form in a macro format. They are not getting anything special from these performers. If the Replacements' "Sixteen Blue" touches their life in a wonderful way, that has very little to do with Paul Westerberg. What Westerberg did was write a great song that is (a) catchy, and (b) populist. He's brilliant, but not because his music can speak to an individual; he's brilliant because he can speak to millions of individuals and make each one of them feel like he's specifically talking to them. In an emotive sense, Westerberg helps people affect themselves, and he can do it on a mammoth scale. But diehard Replacements fans refuse to think of his songs in this way. If they did, it would make the whole experience of listening to "Sixteen Blue" on a lonely Friday night a lot less meaningful.
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Post by kgp on Feb 13, 2005 12:40:09 GMT -5
Hmm.. where were these millions of individuals and why didn't they buy the album?
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Post by Kathy on Feb 13, 2005 15:04:08 GMT -5
This is from the usually reliable Chuck Klosterman, in his book Detroit Rock City. Fasten your seatbelts: I hate to classify rock fans as idiots, but they usually are. They don't understand that they are consuming an art form in a macro format. They are not getting anything special from these performers. If the Replacements' "Sixteen Blue" touches their life in a wonderful way, that has very little to do with Paul Westerberg. What Westerberg did was write a great song that is (a) catchy, and (b) populist. He's brilliant, but not because his music can speak to an individual; he's brilliant because he can speak to millions of individuals and make each one of them feel like he's specifically talking to them. In an emotive sense, Westerberg helps people afect themselves, and he can do it on a mammoth scale. But diehard Replacements fans refuse to think of his songs in this way. If they did, it would make the whole experience of listening to "Sixteen Blue" on a lonely Friday night a lot less meaningful. Can I transfer to this meta-universe where "Sixteen Blue" affected millions of people? That would be quite a feat for a record that sold what, 100,000 copies? It isn;t even the "hit" off the freaking thing, "I Will Dare" is what got radio play. Look up a fact maybe. I don't even understand what his point is? That each one of us thinks Paul is directing his songs to us? And it would take away from our enjoyment of the music if other people liked it as well? Hipster doofus.
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Post by GoddamnJob290 on Feb 13, 2005 16:00:58 GMT -5
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Post by cellarfullofnoise on Feb 14, 2005 0:37:53 GMT -5
It's popular music that wasnt all that popular. And to some people that's an intoxicating combination. It's catchy like pop music and enjoyable because you can imagine it blaring out of car radios from coast to coast, but since it's really not that "popular" you also get that intimate feeling of hearing something not everyone else hears.
I get what he's saying but I don't agree that listeners are idiots, and he didn't need to diss PW. I'm a fan who likes Westerberg's stuff more for what great pop music it is than for subbing as a drinking buddy or whatever.
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Post by allshookup on Feb 14, 2005 1:08:05 GMT -5
I get what he's saying but I don't agree that listeners are idiots, and he didn't need to diss PW. I don't think he's dissing Paul. Not the way I read it, anyway...
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Post by cellarfullofnoise on Feb 14, 2005 2:34:11 GMT -5
I don't think he's dissing Paul. Not the way I read it, anyway... You're right. Sorry. Paint fumes.
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Post by bigbak on Feb 14, 2005 13:27:18 GMT -5
That has got to be a band Scooter listens to, right?
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Post by FreeRider on Feb 14, 2005 14:32:32 GMT -5
The aforementioned quoting of Chuck Klosterman is the reason why I have a disdain for most rock "journalists" or commentators. I don't need someone to tell me what MY response to music is supposed to be.
Any such analysis of art ultimately winds up with the reviewer or writer being in love with the sound of his/her own voice. Hipster doofus, indeed. They may point you in the right direction about something, but they can never point you towards any truth. Each one of us must find his/her own truth about why a song moves him/her. And I don't like the elitism expressed by "I hate to classify rock fans as idiots, but they are." What an arrogant pr*ck.
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Post by zook on Feb 14, 2005 15:30:10 GMT -5
That has got to be a band Scooter listens to, right? Same thing I thought with "Paint Fumes."
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Post by allshookup on Feb 16, 2005 0:28:56 GMT -5
On eBay: an auction for Wilco's A.M.
When Uncle Tupelo, the band that defined '90s alt-country, split into two camps, Jay Farrar's Son Volt took the relatively arty road while Jeff Tweedy upped the rock & roll grit quotient with Wilco. On Wilco's debut album, the band sounds righteously ragged, charging along behind Tweedy in a manner suggestive of the rootsier moments of the Stones and/or the Replacements.
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