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Cheers. Now all i have to do is find a record shop in Lincoln that stocks Dinosaur Jr. Ta though, i will go buy.
My beautiful and much loved dog Cassie died recently in my arms at the particularly shit timing of a funeral scene in Six Feet Under. Just what you want to see when you are trying to internalise your grief! She was 13, but it was not old enough. i think you lull yourself into thinking that your Dog will prove the statistics wrong, and when it doesn’t happen, it breaks your heart. The purity of the selfless love and devotion of a dog is something that leaves a hole in your life exactly as if a family member has died. i hope that Bob and Cassie are chasing things together on a higher plain. Man.
i had the luxury of being cool off the back of a friends brother, whose records we would always listen to while he was out with girls and having a life. Then however i committed a crime which i believe would have Mr Bush going postal on my ass if i did it today, in that the first song i ever attempted live for my first ever band, To Lift An Elephant, (Shit name, you can imagine the rest) was Freak Scene. I have no idea what i thought i was doing, and i am glad that i was so fucked that it is merely a hazy memory. i now DJ, and to rather self conciously complete the circle, the first track i ever played was Freak Scene, which was danced to by five blokes dressed as the Village People, for some strange reason. There was a time when all the people i considered cool loved Dinosaur Jr and Dinosaur, but now nobody knows what i am talking about if i mention them. i guess that means i am too old!
Certainly over here (the UK) at the peak of their ill gotten fame, the image portrayed in the press was that of a cartoonish stoned buffoon, and yet when people actually took the time to listen, he actually said interesting things. After all, J is the lazy generations Rennaissance man, hes been in films, he does art, and he has been known to play the odd tune, so the possibilities for questioning are surely limitless (J, if you read this, i would love the chance to ask you a few questions for my (non Dinosaur Jr/ The Fog) fanzine!!!! (plug out of the way!!). if a person can be charecterised in a simplistic way, then it makes the journalists job easier. Much as J used to play the opening bars of Freak Scene to tantalise the audience, i would imagine that it becomes very easy to just slip into a role, and play the fool, because it is harder work to change perceptions then it is to fulfill them. Questions in the days to which i refer would always be about dope, Lou Barlow, and being lazy. Another thing i heard, which i personally would love to be true, is that J payed the Bassist 2/3’s of the going rate for a guitarrist, because the bass only has 2/3’s of the number of strings. Although the bassist did look like a secret Goth, so even if it true, it was a generous payout. Once the NME asked him about Gram Parsons, but they fucked it up by not really giving a shit about the answer
