with its cover of a gargoyle sticking its tongue out…
i was hooked. turned onto the band with the murmuring muttering lead singer hiding behind all of that hair, by a family friend, my sister’s college roommate…she saw them play the bottom line? and yelled 1,000,000. and they played it.
i went with her to the first of three concerts to see them. the first being at the now re-named Felt Forum in madison square garden. it was general admission. i had a great view. we were packed in tight like sardines. they played songs from the then new album, Life’s Rich Pangeant… i am, i am, i am superman…and i can do anything…
the next two concerts were at radiocity music hall…one to support the Document album and the other …i’m at a loss to remember. most likely because i was pretty stoned and paranoid.
i have the vinyls. chronic town EP, murmur, reckoning, life’s rich pangeant, the cassettes: green, document, fables of the reconstruction, and then stopped buying…
this music, the lyrics, carried me through my 20’s.
my early favorites:
south central rain
fall on me
then, enter later favorites:
losing my religion
i hope they stay retired. i hope they don’t taint leaving. i did not delve too much in the newer stuff past the 90’s. i liked the obscure muttering small athens georgia band who ruled college radio back in the 80’s…
perfect circle of acquaintences and friends
drink another, coin a phrase…