Remembering the music, movies, television and fashion of my favorite decade. But really just the music.



Sunday, March 24, 2013

Remember This Song? #7. Hum - "Stars"

I heard a song in a Ralph's today-

(Ed. note: Ralph's is a California chain of grocery stores, in case you aren't a connoisseur of such places)

-that made me think of the band Hum.

(Ed. note: Hum is a Champaign, IL space-rock band that released 3 amazing albums before disbanding.)

Not because it sounded like them at all - just the opposite. This song, whatever it was, was so cookie-cutter and cliche, it felt like it might have been made by a computer. It probably was. Just a bunch of characteristics of popular songs fed into the Hit-O-Matic, slap an algorithm on it, and bam - instant hit. Maybe not hit, but at least something that sounds like it should be a hit because it sounds like all other hits have sounded. That's popular music now.

In 1995, simply-named Hum released their 2nd album, You'd Prefer an Astronaut, which spawned their only thing even resembling a hit, the similarly simply-titled "Stars." But to call the song a hit is being more than generous - it got some radio support and a decent amount of exposure on 120 Minutes and maybe even Alternative Nation if they were out of Chili Peppers videos. No matter, "Stars" did okay,  peaking at #11 on the Billboard Modern Rock/Alternative chart. To compare, the #11 slot is currently occupied by Mumford and Sons, one of the biggest groups on the planet right now and pretty much the closest thing the 2010s have to a Dave Matthews Band. So how did a very heavy, riff-based song with a monotone vocal get all the way to #11 in 1995, when the biggest neo-folk band in the biggest neo-folk time misses the Top 10?

Who wouldn't prefer an astronaut?

It all comes down to exposure. While bands today rely on blogs or licensing to commercials and TV shows for widespread exposure, terrestrial radio and MTV were the main sources for new music in 1995. And there were a hell of a lot more rock stations than there are now. Over the last 10 years, almost all modern rock stations have either altered their formats to include more commercial rock or have changed formats completely due to declining ratings, the most influential among them. WHFS in Washington, DC and WXRK in New York are only 2 of the many casualties the format suffered as alternative rock lost commercial viability. Even Orlando, the medium-sized city that I grew up in, had two modern rock stations in the mid-90s, only one of which is still a rock station today. And with most of these stations eschewing older and mainstream acts in 1995, program directors found themselves with more time for alternative than ever, which meant it was more likely that a song like "Stars" to have at least some success.

But more of what made "Stars" successful was the confluence of its mysterious lyrics, simple melody and insanely heavy guitar, even for the time. The song begins with four bars (two on the single version) of strummed clean electric guitar and singer Matt Talbot quietly singing the song's refrain before the pretty much HUGEST dropped-D chord you've ever heard hits just once, blowing out your speakers and fading out completely before another set of clean, strummed chords give way to the barreling two guitar attack that made Hum one of the most interesting groups of the 90s.

Besides the subject matter of their songs, Hum relied on all kinds of tricks that few other bands of the era employed. Melding space-rock, shoegaze and metal elements, "Stars" was one of their few songs with a distinguishable chorus as oftentimes walls of distorted, shimmering guitars gave way to Talbot's hypnotic, droning yet tender voice that focused more on structure than repetition. While this may sound unappealing to radio programmers of today, the 90s were one of the only times in rock history that this type of music could have been successful. Save perhaps for the early 70s, as Hum isn't terribly far from Led Zeppelin's more obtuse material like "Dazed and Confused". But without Robert Plant's histrionic vocals, would the average listener have been able to stomach something like "Dazed" or "Kashmir"?

What's more remarkable about Hum is that despite "Stars" and You'd Prefer An Astronaut being their biggest single and album, respectively, neither are their best or most polished work. That distinction belongs to their next album, 1998's Downward is Heavenward. Continuing with the prevalent theme of space that carried through so much of Astronaut (see? that's a space thing), Downward tells the story of a group of astronauts stuck in space, desperate to return home to Earth. Heady stuff, even for 1998. I'm not sure this album could even get made now, let alone be released on a major label and given video support, which Downward was, though history has been kind, as Pitchfork put it at #81 in their Top 100 Albums of the 90s and the album has 4.5 out of 5 stars on All Music.

Sadly, the band broke up shortly after that, but have gotten together a few times to play reunion shows in Chicago or whatever city they feel like playing. And each time, the venues are packed with fans who appreciated the band for what it was, and not those who stay for the hit and then leave.

More to come on Hum in this blog, as Downward was a hugely important album for me, but for now here's "Stars" in all it's glory, live on NATIONAL NETWORK TELEVISION! And the guys are wearing shorts - something that would never fly in these image-centric internetting times we live in.



Whatever.

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Happy Birthday, Billy Corgan!

Little known fact: long before he was a professional wrestling promoter, Billy Corgan was once in a rock n roll combo named The Smashing Pumpkins. They never had the mega-success of say, a White Town or Baja Men, but they did alright.

WRONG THEY WERE THE GODDAMNED SMASHING PUMPKINS JUST ABOUT THE GREATEST BAND THAT EVER LIVED FOR A FEW ALBUMS.

Now, the Pumpkins live on with a kid for a drummer and none of its original members, save for Billy.

Let's ignore what they are now, and focus on their best song ever, "Cherub Rock"


Happy Birthday, Billy! May today be the greatest day you've ever known.

Whatever.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Sugar Ray Sinks Boat

As great as the 90s were for music, it's only a matter of time before we have to endure a terrible commercial on a Sunday afternoon advertising a watered down and overpriced Time Life compilation featuring nothing but "the best" of 90s alternative. No doubt, a man and woman dressed in some sort of flannel will speak directly to the camera (and you), reminding you of how great things were when you were young, and how easy it will be to feel that way again for 4 easy payments of $19.95 + S&H.

And this compilation will no doubt skip over the Nirvanas, Smashing Pumpkins and Radioheads of the world because their music still sells a good amount and doesn't need the licensing money that Time Life will offer them to put a 2nd or 3rd single on their box set.

Not only will those bands not be featured because they're too expensive, but also because the curators of this collection will try to get songs with the broadest appeal ("One Week" by the Barenaked Ladies will be on this hypothetical CD, I can guaran-damn-tee it), because let's face it - most people don't give a shit about music. Most people aren't interested in what made the Dandy Warhols different than Spacehog, because to most people it's the same shit and I just want to hear it and not think about it.

This is known in television as the "CBS Syndrome."

And it is because of the CBS Syndrome that Sugar Ray, Smash Mouth, the Gin Blossoms, the Spin Doctors and Marcy Playground will all appear on this compilation.

This is what people think of when they think of the 90s. Sugar Fucking Ray.

And because of this homogenization of the era's music, Mark McGrath of Sugar Ray was able to get the aforementioned bands together to tour.

Tour what? Arenas, with comfortable chairs and $10 parking? State fairs? Theme parks.

Nope. They're (going) on a boat.

To be precise, WERE going on a boat. Because as of 2 days ago, this Tragical History Tour was canceled.

Citing Carnival Cruise's Triumph disaster, in which an engine room fire let to looting and hall-pooping within presumably minutes, the planned cruise from Miami to the Bahamas has been canceled, leaving at least dozens of thirty-somethings desperate to get away from their kids (and relive the part of their lives that wasn't centered on a co-dependent 2'4" vomit machine) with nothing to do for 4 days and 5 nights in mid-October.

But don't fret fans of How I Met Your Mother, aka "No, Really, It's Not Like Big Bang Theory At All" (SPOILER ALERT: Yes, it fucking is.), for Mark McGrath and Co. have ditched the boat for the luxuries of charter tour buses and will be hitting the road this summer with a pretty much identical tour of Sugar Ray, the Gin Blossoms, Smash Mouth, Fastball and Vertical Horizon.

Vertical. Fucking. Horizon.

Whatever.