November 21, 2011
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Empty Gazes, United by Fear

I did lots of adventurous rabbitholing this weekend involving Anais Nin, Henry Miller, Nazi Germany and Courtney Love (again). They led me to this interesting and sort of remarkable curiosity, a cover of Pearl Jam’s “rearviewmirror” by semi-obscure band The Frogs.

I discovered this song by a series of turns beginning with my failed attempt to watch the Love-starring Straight to Hell, which led to looking up recent stories on Courtney (including the video of Courtney’s latest crazy onstage meltdown), and finally a video clip from the mid 90s where she describes going into the studio with Billy Corgan and a band he loves called The Frogs. I remembered hearing about them because one of their members toured with Smashing Pumpkins as keyboardist after Jonathan Melvoin died and I’d heard bits and pieces about them before.

I then started reading about the Frogs, who despite remaining relatively obscure throughout their career, seemed to be something of a “band’s band,” forming relationships with the giant 90s trio of Nirvana, Smashing Pumpkins and Pearl Jam. With the latter, this relationship was most interestingly (and oddly) cemented by Eddie Vedder deciding to include the Frog’s cover of “rearviewmirror” as the b-side to the “Immortality” single.

I don’t really care much about Pearl Jam in 2011 (though I’ve oddly listened to them more this year than in years past), but this cover is pretty awesome and injects a bit of calm and subtlety into a melodramatic song that, like much of Eddie Vedder’s writing, demands bombast. It also makes another case for Pearl Jam’s music potentialy sounding more compelling with, sad to say, a vocalist who doesn’t sing quite so, ahem, distinctly (ie, with the cheesily injected bombast of a mediocre rock opera singer).

November 16, 2011
Oh, Winona

I’m awake at 1am on a weeknight, eating ramen and trying to feel alive, and it’s lead me to a late night showing of Bram Stoker’s Dracula.

After initially marveling at the magical terribleness of Keanu Reeves’s Cali-“British” accent, I was reminded that this film also features that great master of the English tongue, Winona. The fact that both of these two were placed in a film as English people in the 19th century is amazing, and contributes to an almost surreally This-Is-A-Joke-Right? character carried by the film that is also nearly awesome.

I was also struck though by how beautiful Winona was. She was, in 1992, something magical, a fact that hasn’t traveled as tastes have changed and her career disintegrated. But for a few years, there was no one like her.

June 19, 2011
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LISTEN: Beck, “Somewhere Far Along”, from KCRW, June 19, 1996

Again, some more Beck. Over the next year, I will slowly trickle out the hundred or so random singles, b-sides and radio outtakes of his output, some of which has come out with the Deluxe Edition re-releases of One Foot In the Grave and Odelay.

Here’s a not-quite finished version of a track allegedly from an aborted attempt to record a K Records follow-up to OFITG. It feels so contemporaneously mid 90s Beck and for that reason is sort of welcome and beautiful, even in its low-quality, unfinished form here.

Miss the time when I cared for and loved this dude.

May 18, 2011
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Ciao, Lush!

DOWNLOAD: LUSH, “CIAO! (F. JARVIS COCKER)”, FROM LOVELIFE

“It’s flattering that anybody gives a shit,” Miki Berenyi of Lush writes in an e-mail interview. “Not sure how enthusiastic the support would be if they realized that bringing back Miki Berenyi would deliver a 40-year-old office employee with graying hair who’s still struggling to shift the weight from her last pregnancy.”

Doing a bit of internet rabbitholing while eating dinner tonight and ended up wandering down the road of a band called Lush, who I’d enjoyed thoroughly in the mid ’90s and about which I had since completely forgotten.

Originally a shoegaze band in late 80s / early 90s, Lush had eventually morphed into a Britpop band by the release of their final record Lovelife, which is the point they came into my life in 1996. This point in time was for me sort of the foothills of soon-to-be mountainous fascination with modern life in England. I bought the album from Columbia House after seeing Trainspotting, though I honestly can’t remember what prompted me to do so, not having access to MTV or and Lush not quite having the cultural cache of Britpop stars Oasis, Blur or Pulp. I had just gotten obsessed with Elastica and as another girl-fronted Britpop band, I might have read about Lush in Rolling Stone and wanted in, but it’s also entirely possible that I simply saw a photo of atomicred-haired lead singer Miki Berenyi somewhere and bought for that reason alone (see: Ween, Chocolate and Cheese).

Either way, Lovelife turned out to be a fairly significant record for me, in particular with this song “Ciao!”, a lovely duet featuring Pulp’s Jarvis Cocker, which led me to go out and buy Pulp’s Different Class and a host of other British records in the ’90s.

I haven’t even thought about putting on Lush in over 10 years, but listening now, I feel like Lovelife hasn’t really aged any worse than most Britpop from the period and there’s something that feels quaint and pleasant about it now, especially both “Ciao!” and the excellent single “Ladykillers” (future Rottweiler the Best cover perhaps?).

Lastly… I said i’d been rabbitholing, and the most significant find was probably this interview from 2008 with Lush singer Miki Berenyi, conducted by an obsessive Lush fan who started a “Bring Back Miki!” campaign (…yeah). The interview is sweet, given that utter niceness and humility of Berenyi, and filled with a few amusing quotes, including the bit below. Read the whole interview here and enjoy.

Miki:“[The photo above is an] Interview with ‘Kennedy’ at the MTV Weenie Roast – a big production stadium gig that’s comparable to various media-run roadshows, but this is in a fucking huge stadium. There was a revolving stage so that as one band played, the next band could set up. That was the theory anyway. We were on after The Fugees who, clearly, had been booked into that slot shortly before they spent about a million weeks in the top ten with Killing Me Softly. As a consequence, they weren’t too keen on playing so low down on the bill and turned up late, spent ages setting up and then failed to leave the stage after their third song, a 15-minute rendition of No Woman No Cry. By this time the MTV organisation had had enough and as Lauryn Hill’s soulful vocals released the first strains of their hit song the stage started to revolve slowly and the rapturous cheering turned to boos as Lush appeared, startled and apologetic. Possibly the most Spinal Tap moment of my entire music career.”

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