What can I say, I'm feeling nostalgic. This 1994 video of Portland band Iommi Stubbs playing at The Satyricon is pretty much the epitome of grunge every respect— from the horrible recording, to the lack of audience, to the band that never went anywhere. It's great. The Satyricon was a legendary club for Pacific Northwest “alternative” music— before that word came to mean “the heirs of Korn.” But like most of those places, it was a shithole, and richly deserved its demise ten years too late in 2010.
Contrast with Hollywood-style grunge, from the movie Singles:
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Sunday, June 07, 2015
Groove o' the day: Melvins cover Butthole Surfers
I was re-listening to the videos in this post, and, in honor of music that makes you feel good— contra music that makes you feel nothing— here's the beat Coady Willis and Dale Crover are playing on Melvins' live cover of Graveyard, originally by The Butthole Surfers.
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