Boy do I know how to kill a thread. Somebody?

I walked into Radiohead at Red Rocks in 2003 to an opener and said, "Psssh. Lame Pavement rip off." Later found out it was Steven Malkmus and the Jicks.

tonyballzee wrote: Wed Jul 27, 2022 8:20 am Boy do I know how to kill a thread. Somebody?

Slightly related to your Big Black story. I knew who they were and considered myself a fan. One summer day I was having a BBQ and a bartender friend said that I should come to her bar for a special thing that she was sworn to secrecy not to divulge. So I go, and as soon as I enter the bar I see three people on stage with arms stretched out like airplanes. Totally recognized Steve and immediately thought it was Big Black. "Oh, cool, Big Black!" Then spent the next few moments working out what exactly was happening.

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losthighway wrote: Wed Jul 27, 2022 10:09 am I walked into Radiohead at Red Rocks in 2003 to an opener and said, "Psssh. Lame Pavement rip off." Later found out it was Steven Malkmus and the Jicks.

hah, I was at that show. With my Dad (world's most unexpected Radiohead fan)

When I lived in Santa Barbara I played soccer on a team sponsored by an English Pub. Martin Gore of Depeche Mode was on the team, too. One night much of the team went to the pub, where Gore's then wife was DJing. I was shooting pool with Martin and a song came on. I said to him, "Oh man, this is great, I haven't heard Yaz in years." Later I realized the song was DM's "Just Can't get Enough." Martin did not correct me.

enframed wrote: Wed Jul 27, 2022 10:58 am When I lived in Santa Barbara I played soccer on a team sponsored by an English Pub. Martin Gore of Depeche Mode was on the team, too. One night much of the team went to the pub, where Gore's then wife was DJing. I was shooting pool with Martin and a song came on. I said to him, "Oh man, this is great, I haven't heard Yaz in years." Later I realized the song was DM's "Just Can't get Enough." Martin did not correct me.

In your defense that is the least Depeche Modey DM hit.

I quite enjoy Nova Twins, in much the same way as I'm fond of some Sleigh Bells.

I didn't own a GVSB record until last year or a GBV record until this year.

Few months back, I'm listening to this podcast where the host and his guest were surprised to learn how they both, in their confused college days, had in common that they'd bro out and lift weights and listen to Cake (you remember, the band. where the guy. was reading. the lyrics.) and wondered how many other dudes had the same experience. It was actually pretty funny.

I didn't have that experience but I remember thinking there wasn't anything necessarily wrong with that band. So, next time I had a little play money, my partner and I went to the record store and I found a stash of Cake CDs. I bought Fashion Nugget since it had "The Distance", the only song I knew by them. Also had the cover of "I Will Survive" that had to be in some nineties / aughts teen comedy.

We're walking back to the apartment and we're talking about what we picked up. I tell her about Cake and she doesn't know them. So I explain to her the whole thing, starting with "The Distance" being on Buzz 106.5 all the time in high school, moving on to, "Yeah and remember how I told you I used to post to a punk rock forum years back? Those guys [you lot] weren't into them and I trusted their [your] opinion so I never dug into them."

And then I explained the sound. Firstly that it was sparse. That the drummer played funk beats and I was pretty sure the guy never hit his crash cymbal. The guitarist played James Bond-y type guitar, sometimes played through distortion but kept that turned down. The bassist? Don't think I said anything about him. Oh, and they had like a mariachi trumpeter and a DJ. "They were pretty eclectic." By this point, in explaining it to her, I've doubled my own interest.

But then I have to explain that singer. I think I started with that he had "this weird delivery" that was the reason "those guys" [you guys] goofed on them. That this guy didn't talk-sing, so much as talk. like Shatner. in a. staccato. So when they did "I Will Survive", it came out as "I. I will. survive. As long as I know. how to. love I know. I'll be. alright."

My partner says, "Huh. Interesting."

We get back to the apartment and I put on I will survive while she tends to something else. She calls from the other room, "That's not bad." Not in a "Not bad!" way, an "I'm surprised" way.

I open the booklet and it's only four dudes in the band. Oh. OK.

Then I go back to track one. "Frank Sinatra". I love Frank Sinatra, so I'm wondering what the song will do.

It causes two people spaced apart in a large spacious apartment to simultaneously grimace. That keyboard at the beginning. Fuck is that? And why is the song so long?

Oh! But wait! "Fake Italian Leather Sofa" is on here! That's the theme from Mission Hill! Let's try that! Oh! This is different, this is the album version. My partner shakes her head and laughs a little and says, "I can't take this guy seriously when he says 'breasts'."

I remark out loud, "This is like what an indie rock guy thinks coffee house beat poetry sounds like."

Now we had watched So I Married An Axe Murderer the night before because she'd never seen it before, so this remark makes her blurt out, "Rose! Yes, Rose!"

We had a good laugh and I took the disc out. "You think they'll let me return this because it sucks?"

She says, "Yeah, that's how it got in the used bin in the first place."

I told her that I wasn't going back to the store; I didn't want to get caught holding this thing on the way there.

And that's how I got stuck with a Cake CD.

Carla Bozulich finds me annoying.

I went to go see her perform one night as I dig the vibe and music of Ethyl Meatplow. At this point Ethyl Meatplow had been inactive for at least 20 years, and she had found success with Geraldine Fibbers and Evangelista, but I didn't care. Had to be a fanboy and fanboy-out by declaring my love for her pervy dance band. I got fairly inebriated and accosted her for what seemed like forever, babbling about the sleazy atmospheres in "Car" and "Tommy" and she just wasn't having it.

"DUDE, OK, CAN I GO ONSTAGE NOW"?

Yes, of course. I leave drunk and embarrassed.



I still love you, Carla.

rsmurphy wrote: Tue Aug 09, 2022 9:03 am Carla Bozulich finds me annoying.

I went to go see her perform one night as I dig the vibe and music of Ethyl Meatplow. At this point Ethyl Meatplow had been inactive for at least 20 years, and she had found success with Geraldine Fibbers and Evangelista, but I didn't care. Had to be a fanboy and fanboy-out by declaring my love for her pervy dance band. I got fairly inebriated and accosted her for what seemed like forever, babbling about the sleazy atmospheres in "Car" and "Tommy" and she just wasn't having it.

"DUDE, OK, CAN I GO ONSTAGE NOW"?

Yes, of course. I leave drunk and embarrassed.



I still love you, Carla.

Didn't we have a thread about unpleasant fan-to-artist encounters on the old board? I recall Bill Callahan (back when he was still Smog) being a dick to FM kerble but don't know if it was a whole thread. Anyway that could be fun.