Smiths Flashback

The other day, J (my 11 year old- holy cow) and I were cruising in the blue car. The blue car is my husband’s ride. It has no XM (Gasp!) and is full of burned CDs that are works in progress of his…awesome, but not necessarily good cruising music.

So I dug a CD from under the passenger seat, the only one I could find with an actual label on it. It was The Smiths’ “Hatful of Hollow”. Back in the day, I only knew one Smiths fan more hardcore than me. If you went to SV High School, you know exactly who I’m talking about. Smiths shirts for at LEAST every day of the week, and a Morrissey complex to boot. But I was no slouch- I painted the words to Paint a Vulgar Picture on my bedroom wall, to my mother’s chagrin. And of course, wore all black. Duh.

When I heard the opening lines to “William, It was really nothing…” I remembered what I’ve always loved about the Smiths. Their juxtaposition of happy, upbeat pop hooks with some of the most morose lyrics ever to warble from an androgynous mouth. Johnny Marr provided such a contrast to Morrissey that the songs took on a whole different meaning…more ironic then despondent.

But J wasn’t having it…especially when Morrissey went into a rather frightening falsetto at the end of “What Difference does it Make?” He shuddered. “Is that still a guy? What are they DOING to him?”

In an effort to bring him around, I said, “This is Johnny Marr’s old band…you know, the guitar player from Modest Mouse.” Because he is nothing if not a MM fan. He considered. “So this is like, old music.”

“Umm, yeah. This is from when I was in high school.” He recoiled, as apparently that’s a time so remote as to jar his circuitry.

“Oh! I get it! So this is like, the grandfather of Emo.” Hmmm. As much as I hate to admit that music that’s still fresh to me is the grandfather of anything, sometimes kids can hit it right on the head.

So what were you in high school? Goth? Punk? Metalhead? A CHEERLEADER??? No judgments here, just spit it out.

And if you’re in the DC area, my elementary school cohort Amanda Kleinman’s band The Apes is opening for the Butthole Surfers at the 9:30 Club. I sadly won’t be there, as weeknight late night babysitters are a scarce commodity, but go rock out in my stead if you can.

xoxox, L

 
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  1. Black Hockey Jesus Thursday - 26 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    I was fresh. I was in middle school when Raising Hell dropped. 6 Words. Rob Base & DJ EZ Rock. Word is bond.
  2. KaBinks Thursday - 26 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    I wasn't anything, I just sorta bounced around all the groups and was friends with most. Back in my day, FM was NEW and EVERYONE listened to Rock. (the only other music was Disco, and that was considered "music for old people" or people who could go clubbing) We listened to stuff like Tull, Walsh, Zep, Floyd. My freaking nickname was "brain" (Miss know-it-all). BTW;My Husband"s car is filled with burned CDs too. He claims the IPOD we gave won't work, although we've re-set it up 10,000 times.
  3. WPoFD Thursday - 26 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    Heh heh heh ... i know EXACTLY who you're talking about. Thanks for the flashback. Ah, I get the greatest raised eyebrow looks when i rool up to s top light wearing my suit, driving my beemer, and blaring my Tool, or Chin Up Chin Up, or Modest Mouse, or the Dropkick Murphys. Nothing wrong with being an obnoxious teen at 35, is there? I have to applaud our especially talented musical alum from SV: Fugazi, Clutch, Apes, and Paul Olenick.
  4. Tiff Thursday - 26 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    I was a hiphairpop chick. I liked everything from Bon Jovi to the Beasties, from New Kids to GNR, from Bobby Brown to Richard Marx, from 2 Live Crew (don't tell my momma!) to U2. '80s girl? Pretty much.
  5. rockrollmama Friday - 27 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    Hip Hip Hair chick! I love it, Tiff. A lil 2 live crew never hurt nobody. You and BHJ are my rap peeps. I still love rap...but do Beastie Boys ount? They got so existential on me. Binks- lad i'm not alone with the burned CD phenom- we just need to get more sharpies- but then the children decorate...ah, catch 22.
  6. Devilish Southern Belle Friday - 27 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    I was pretty much Allison Reynolds in high school, minus the artsy dandruff. I was definitely an outcast, though, and wore my fair share of black as well. I still do! Just like now, I like a bit of everything, but I think I will always hold metal and punk above all else. Thanks so much for stopping by my blog. I love yours, and I especially love the name!
  7. WPoFD Friday - 27 / 06 / 2008 Reply
    Know what this reminds me of? (And this can be a new blog topic for you) That scene in the movie SLC Punk where they describe all of the different cliques, which spawned one of the greatest non-Shakespearean soliloquies: Stevo: There were quite a few punks in the SLC back in '85, but there were equally as many posers. Posers were kids who would dress and act like punks but they did it for fashion. They were fools! They'd say shit like... Poser: Anarchy in the U.K.! Stevo: See what I mean? Posers. "Anarchy in the U.K." What the fuck's that? It was a Sex Pistols thing. That's where they were from, they were British! They were allowed to go on about anarchy in the U.K. but what does that mean to us in Utah, America? That's all you ever hear from these trendy fucks like [in really bad British accent] Stevo: "Did you hear the new Smiths album? It's fuckin' terriff'!" Stupid posers walking around Utah saying "terriff'" with a stupid English twang. [Grabs a poser with Union Jack patch] Stevo: See what I mean? What's up with the England bullshit. Union Jack is a FAG! I used to know this girl who would only have sex with a guy if he had a stupid fuckin' accent. So these assholes... and there are plenty of assholes in this general area would get her drunk and then put on some stupid fuckin' accent and go to her and say Stevo: [in really bad English accent] Stevo: "'Ello misstress! You fancy a shag?" And there she'd be, fuckin knees in the sky. It was sad, it made me sad! Girl had no self respect!

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