Simon Price reviews Mudhoney and Nirvana live at the Astoria, 9th December 1989. Photos by Stephen Sweet.
Excellent early review here of (third on the bill) Nirvana, Tad and Mudhoney. I particularly liked the Mr. Men shtick. And I think Price calls Nirvana (still waiting on the real tunes to turn up) with remarkable clarity, “The singer guitarist is pretty graceful in a long haired kinda way…but the frog legged bassist will have to go”
By the time Mudhoney take to the stage there are “…bodies apparently flying out of thin air. At one point they’re actually colliding mid-dive. It’s hard to believe that such a volatile, earth-eating, shit-kicking noise could emanate from these four bambi-like figures”
He’s a lumberjack and he’s ok. He drinks all night and he reviews all day. Everett True reviews the singles of the week, 11th December 1993.
Listening to Adoration by The Cranes on Spotify and loving it. What are you doing?
August 5, 2008
Kurt Cobain obituary cover of Melody Maker, 16th April 1994. Photo by Stephen Sweet (taken in New York 1993)
Believe it or not, 3 days ago this cover was in pristine condition. I’d kept it for 14 years without a mark on it. Then last night I came back to find the cat had decided to use it to mop up whatever unquantifiable secretion came out of his body. So now it looks like this, all fucked up, battered and stained. A bit like Kurt really.
On the subject of bodily secretions, if you like animation then take the phone off the hook for 9 minutes and watch this fantastic piece of work. Don’t skip bits or it’ll spoil the finale. Well worth it.
David Stubbs contemplates Kurt Cobains suicide, 16th April 1994. Main photo Steve Gullick.
ET conspiciously absent from all the obituary/features that ran in the wake of Cobain’s death. You get the feeling these pieces were written more out of a sense of duty and ‘having to cover it’ than anything else. But I’ve just re-read this piece and Stubbs does an admirable job given the task.
Tangentially related (I always think of Nirvana as the band that kick started ‘indie’s’ demise even though they were on Geffen when they broke) is this excellent feature from The Independent entitled “Does the world really need another indie band?”. Came across this today when trying to find out who The Wombats are for work. Depressingly I’ve subsequently realised that I have heard their instantly forgettable “Let’s dance to Joy Division” dirge. Indie landfill indeed.
Someday day a real rain will come…at Glastonbury…at T in the Park…at Reading…
July 23, 2008
Everett True profiles Hole in Sidelines. Taken from Melody Maker 15th June 1991.
“Courtney in her long and varied history (she’s only 24) has lived through more traumas than most of you f***ing lamebrains will experience in your life.”
Quite. If only Everett could have known then that she was just getting started. I remember when MM reported those first, very early, barely coherent USENET posts of hers around 1994 and she’s still fucking doing it (click Courtney Love -> Blog). Now click into the photos section if you dare. Finally reacquaint yourself with all Courtney’s uppers and downers via her extensive Wikipedia entry here.
Was looking around for something Nirvana related just so I could post this (below), which I saw for the first time this afternoon. Presumably this is well known material I’ve somehow missed but guessing it’ll be new to quite a few of you too. File under bizarre.
0.22 – Gary rips the T-Shirt from his hulking frame
1.26 – Gary does the can-can to ‘my libido..’
1.40 – Mark, surely not for the first time, drops to his knees and slowly deflates under the pressure of Gary’s punishing vocal
2.38 – Jason’s crushing Hank Williams style solo perforates every hymen within the first six rows of the stage
Everett True’s guide to the Sub Pop rosta, 18th March 1989.
You can tell the grunge scene is still developing – check those cowboy boots on the crowd surfer! That said nothing would please me more than if someone from the gig photo got in touch.