November 20, 2006
Late To The Party Again
Well, this whole crush thing has become a little easier to determine now that I’ve updated to a newer iPod and am using iTunes, which kindly tells me that the songs I’ve been listening to the most recently have been The Killers, “Read My Mind”, Regina Spektor, “On The Radio” and Amos Lee, “Careless”. I heartily recommend these to any and all. The Killers song you’d do best to just find and download that one song (legally of course), because you’ve already heard the other good song off that album, “When You Were Young”, and their choice for a second single, “Bones” is a fair representation of the fuzzy unmelodic mess that constitutes the rest of the album. In my opinion.
But setting aside new old favorites, I’d like to spotlight a brand-new crush of mine, one that once again reminds me of how behind the curve I can occasionally be with popular music. From the late 1980s until fairly recently, I was so immersed in the world of hip-hop, not to mention the creation of my own music, that I often missed out on some very good music being played above 90.3 on the FM dial. For instance, a little band named Nirvana - I’m embarrassed to admit that I knew next to nothing about them until the world’s reaction to Cobain’s death made me curious about what I’d been missing. To this day, the only Nirvana album I own is “Unplugged”. People gave me copies of their older stuff, and I of course enjoy and appreciate it, but it’s really never going to feel like it’s mine. I just was out of touch with grunge, and also missed (thankfully) the development of rap as pop music through Notorious B.I.G. and Puffy Combs, the re-emergence of the boy band and the sexy teen girl pop star, short on talent but long on leg. I can however recommend all sorts of great hip-hop and techno albums from the 90’s, most of which went unnoticed by the mass audience. Ah well, such is specialization I guess.
So into this black hole of ignorance fell Social Distortion. Weird thing - I actually had a Social Distortion logo sticker (the skeleton with the martini) on my boombox back in 1990 or so. I had no idea what it meant, I just liked the image. And as the years went on, I became vaguely aware that Social D / SD / SxDx were a band, a punk band I think, most likely one of those new ones who just play as fast as they can and hope their audience is too busy banging their heads into walls to notice that they have nothing interesting to say musically. And I could have gone on like this for the rest of my life but for the fortuitous intervention of a friend who told me about going to a Social Distortion concert recently. Curious, and in the mood for new music, I picked up a CD. The next day, I picked up all of their CDs.
What a pleasant surprise! Far from the Badbrains / Dead Kennedys / Minor Threat so-fast-and-rough-you-won’t-notice-we-aren’t-musicians thrash punk I dreaded, this falls sweetly into this wonderful subgenre I’ve discussed with friends: punks who really really wanted to be hardcore rebel punks and screw all the musical rules, but who found out quite to their surprise that they were just too good songwriters and musicians to suck. They may have been simple screw-the-world punk at one time in a basement somewhere, but after a few shows they discovered they were actually pretty good at this whole music thing. Some others who floated above the punk pack have turned out to be The Clash / Joe Strummer, X, Elvis Costello, Stiff Little Fingers, The Jam, and more recently Sublime, The Flaming Lips, and Sugar Ray (who I really can’t stand, but Mark McGrath & Co. are perhaps the quintessential modern example of people who thought louder and faster was the answer, until Bradley Nowell died and they decided, with help from “What I Got” producer David Kahne, to continue his successful career since he obviously wasn’t going to be needing it).
So here is the song I’ve been growing tinnitus with for the past few weeks - Social Distortion’s “Angel’s Wings”, the last song on their 2004 album “Sex, Love and Rock ‘n’ Roll”. It’s a great example of their sound, for which I can come up with no better description than old Irish drinking song melodies set to power chords in predictible but reassuring progressions, topped off with singer Mike Ness’ gravelly but made-for-harmony voice grabbing you by the fauxhawk and imploring you to get more out of life. It’s big anthemic stuff, with choruses that exhort you to sing along at the top of your lungs. I find it to be inspiring stuff, not a downer to be found on any of their many albums. And the consistency is frightening. If you love this song, you will like their body of work. If you don’t like this, don’t bother looking further, because it’s all of a type. And what’s weird is, although I swear I’ve never heard any of their music before, it all has this eerily familiar feel to it, as if suddenly around the next corner will be a track I know from some movie or something. Nope, they’re just employing a sound that fits in smoothly right beside stuff like R.E.M., John Mellencamp, The Wallflowers, Foo Fighters, The Bosstones, some Psychedelic Furs (Ness’ voice is similar to Richard Butler’s), Fuel (another voice-similarity - Brett Scallions could actually be Ness’ son - as well as the big power chords) and X (a bit of that folksy rockabilly). It’s not really punk at all - it’s just good old, big old, Americana rock ‘n’ roll music. And I’m loving it.
Unfortunately, as it turned out with Nirvana, I seem to have discovered these guys just in time to never hear from them again. There’s been some quitting, some dying, and their website offers little hope that there is going to be any new continuing version of the band. Oh well, as my Dad used to point out, the only good thing about an artist you like dying or quitting is that now you can safely and confidently own it all!
Download:
Social Distortion, “Angel’s Wings”(mp3)
(Right-click/control-click link to download)

This month’s crush focuses on the upcoming U.S. holiday, Thanksgiving. It’s a time of food, family, food, friends, food, shopping, food, watching movies, food, and more food.
Much like last month’s crush,
I figured that this might be worth mentioning here, too — I’m giving away some great free stuff over at my other website,
When I issued this challenge, it seemed easy at the time: pick a few of my faves, dig deep, float a list, no problem.
I know Rudi’s guidelines were to pick our “3 favorite artists” for this this month’s challenge, but I feel like I’ve already been flogging 2 of mine a great deal here already (Anyone tired of Eels or Primal Scream yet? I’m not, but I don’t wanna burn you out…), so I took a slightly different approach: I picked the Rolling Stones using Rudi’s original guidelines (I refuse to spend almost $100 to see their stadium shows anymore, but I’m otherwise completely obsessed — you should see my Stones disc collection), but I selected Prince and Oasis (both in my top ten for sure) because I have a unique relationship to their catalogs.
Welcome to November!