Please pardon all the nostalgia I've been posting here this week. I know I'm supposed to be the guy who hates that sort of thing, but since I just had a birthday, you might say that the lure of rear-view mirror cultural detritus is seasonably appropriate...
The Sub Pop Records 20th Anniversary show is coming up in a couple weeks at which a bunch of their old flagship bands are reuniting for live sets over the course of two days. Among the now-confirmed participants are Green River, the Vaselines, Eric's Trip, Kinski, Pissed Jeans, and Red Red Meat, as well as two terminal favorites of mine from the label's early 90s roster: Les Thugs and the Fluid. The label's historical relevance is hard to deny for anyone my age, but many of us will also admit that it's not too often that we delve back into their more peripheral releases. (Whether this attitude is deserved or not is up to the individual. In my case, however, I can definitely say that it's been a long time since I stretched out on the futon, cracked open a Genny Cream Ale, and robustly enjoyed the sounds of my Big Chief, Combustible Edison, or Scud Mountain Boys records.)
All of this begs the question of the day: WHICH RANDOM-ASS SUB POP RECORDS BAND DO YOU WISH WAS REUNITING TO PLAY THE FESTIVAL BUT DOES NOT THUSFAR APPEAR TO BE DOING SO?
I'm not going to the show because it's on the other side of the country and, well... I couldn't even be bothered to stand up and walk downstairs to watch the Saints when they played at WFMU, so that tells you most of what you need to know about me. But if I was going, the two bands I'd be most hot and bothered about are definitely the Fluid and Les Thugs. (The latter of which -- if you don't know -- is French for "The Thugs".) I've rapped at length about the Fluid on this blog in the past, and both bands have earned plenty of airtime on WFMU by my hand. A quick search of YouTube yields these two killer vids for what I consider to be signature songs (of sorts) for both. Enjoy.
Many belated thanks to WFMU Uber-Listener Susan who years ago sent me a totally smokin' VHS comp of Fluid goodies that I badly need to transfer to DVD. No foolin', if you're a fan and were too young to see them, let me assure you that they were far and away the best live band of my generation (that I witnessed, anyway.) Trust me, you're in for a memorable night in the deathbox. Pathetically, I blew my one chance to see Les Thugs in New York (Coney Island High, circa 1994) because it was some jerk's birthday. Figures.