Hello Westernerds, this edition of In the Blogs is late because I was really busy being a space cadet, then I had to wrap some gifts, and it wasn’t until I was upstairs listening to Suicaine Gratifaction (because I was starting to get a little tired of Jens Lekman who I have been listening to straight for the past two weeks) this afternoon that I was all, “holy shit.”
So yeah. Also, I warn you I am watching the “100 Greatest Songs of the 90s” on VH1 (and I am making cookies), I’m a multi-tasking queen of the underground. So yeah. It’s too late to turn back, here we go:
Michael at Teenage Kicks give us his thoughts on All Over But the Shouting, but this post is much more than that, it includes these awesome lines:
Despite the connection I felt to the band, I never really wanted to know them. They had a reputation for being drunk, petty, dismissive, and belligerent. I once stood about five feet away from Tommy Stinson, the band’s bassist, in a nearly empty bar. But I declined the chance to introduce myself. It seemed a risk not worth taking.
[ed. note: AMEN! I feel the same way, really. People think I’m nuts because I don’t actually want to meet Westerberg. Ever.]
Holy Shit! The Presidents of the United States of America’s song “Peaches” is on right now. Remember that song? “I’m moving the country, I’m gonna eat a lot of peaches.”
Blogcritics gives All Over But the Shouting a big thumbs down. Of course, I think the reviewer is wrong, though he does bring up some good points. But, really, I’m still amazed that Walsh gave the book a narrative using other people’s words. Maybe it’s one of those nerdy writer things most readers don’t notice.
Largehearted boy points us to a Paul Westerberg concert in LA on September 16, 1996 that you can download.
Some things you just have to read to understand so I submit to you, Everything I Ever Wanted to know about Love & Sex I Learned from Indie Rock: PART DEUX.
The Official AFI & DF Message Board discuss The Replacements.
Chris Menconi of the The Charlotte (at least I think it’s Charlotte) News & Observer writes a bit about the ‘Mats and being included in All Over But the Shouting.
Yug, it’s been back to back Jewel/Matchbox 20 on the best song of the 90s. I object! However, and I am ashamed to admit this, I find Rob Thomas oddly attractive in a big hunk of cute blond meat kind of way.