Is dedicated to Jeff who, quite forcefully through mix tapes and oratory dissertations, turned me on to the greatness of Scott Miller (No, not that one . . . no, not that one either . . . not him . . . yes, that one) in 1998, even going so far as to take me to see the Loud Family in the world's smallest venue. Sugarplastic opened. I wish I could remember more of the show. Scott wandered around the room before the Loud Family went on, drinking beer and looking like a slightly bewildered Dr. Who.
So today's sixty or seventy songs (that you can't hear, obviously) are for him. Especially "Asleep and Awake on the Man's Freeway" to which I will no doubt air guitar.
If you're reading this tomorrow or another day and I'm listening to Lancelot Link and the Evolution Revolution, well . . . I like simian pop too.
This Jeff guy sounds really smart and cute. Do you think he would marry me?
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah! He already did!
I'm in eighth grade,
-A
Meet me behind school after class. I stole some smokes from the teacher's lounge.
ReplyDeleteWhere'd you see the Loud Family? I am fortunate enough to have seen them in both the Eastern and Pacific time zones. Did they ever play STL?
ReplyDeleteThey came through St. Louis in 1996 supporting Interbabe Concern and played The Gargoyle at Wash U. I think they also came back in 1998 on the Days for Days tour at the Hi Pointe. The aforementioned Jeff probably knows the dirty details of both apperances.
ReplyDeleteI think the girl I was dating at the time would have rather shoved ice picks in her ears instead of sitting through the show. Still, "Don't Respond, She Can Tell" will remain a live highlight of mine.