My friend Jack, godlovehim, only listens to classic rock. Take him to karaoke, and he’ll sing AC/DC, KISS, and–if you’re lucky–something as modern as Bon Jovi. So it was pretty funny to me when we went to see The Dark Knight in the theatre last year, we saw this preview,
and he was all up on Billy Corgan the following day, asking me what other songs I’d recommend and stuff. I don’t blame him–the song went so perfectly with the scenes and the editing of the trailer–but the fact that he’d never really listened to the Smashing Pumpkins kind of blew my mind.
Earlier this week, he asked me if I knew Franz Ferdinand. And then the Artic Monkeys. And then yesterday, Hot Hot Heat. Haha!
I had to show you this video because of the way Steve Bays’ hair
starts out all calm and slick in the beginning and then is all frizzy
and whacked out by the end. THIS IS LIFE WITH CURLY HAIR, PEOPLE,
and even beautiful rockstars suffer.
But the whole point of this post is that while I was busy Googling the Smashing Pumpkins just for kicks today, I found this Rolling Stone article about James Iha, former Pumpkins guitarist, and his new band, which includes TAYLOR HANSON of Hanson fame.
Because I know you want to hear their first single.
You can not underestimate the love I once had for Hanson. After seeing them perform “MMMBop” on an episode of “The Rosie O’Donnell Show”, I plastered everything I owned in Taylor’s pictures . . . and then went and bought their album much later. And this was 1997, friends; I was very much old enough to know better. I even went on to own their Christmas album, as horrifying a thing to admit as that is.
I’m convinced that it’s past transgressions such as these that make me hold on so tightly to my indie rock elitism today.
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See, this is funny because I was just talking with some of my culinary friends about how they wanted to open up a eatery like S’mac except with skewered meat… We’d have 50 different things you could put on your stick
The name??
Mmm…’Bab
..of course
Were you around when Kamran and I went on our first date at S’mac?
Anyway, OMG, please visit NYC so we can go to Torys and you can eat some chicken knee bone and love it so much that you put it on your Mmm…’Bab menu.
My true love will always be classic rock, but there’s nothing wrong with a little indie rock fix here and there right? Need .. more .. indie .. rock .. (keep that Taylor Hanson stuff away from me though)
Oh, poor Jack. That’s really sad.
omg, i loooooved hanson. i also owned their christmas album. and about three years ago, in a fit of nostalgia, i hastily downloaded it again to remember “the good ole days.” ain’t no shame in being ex-hanson lovers. they were the big thing. plus, taylor is f’ing hot. still. even though he’s got a wife and like 18 babies.
Woo Hoo…TINTED WINDOWS!!!
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=52897144
Why does it seem like Taylor Hanson is stealing fashion tips from the Jonas Brothers?
For Ms. Hanson http://flickr.com/photos/24443185@N06/3312599429/
If it makes you feel any better, one of the indie-elitiest snobs I know was and still is a massive Spice Girls fan–to the point that Spice World is her favorite movie. I laughed at her for seriously like half an hour when she first told me. I don’t recall laughing as hard or as long at anything before or since. I mean, seriously…Spice Girls???
At last, the identity of the REAL musical genius behind Smashing Pumpkins is revealed! And all these years I thought it was Jimmy Chamberlin.
Adam, I feel really bad that you’re subscribed to this entry (along with poor Aaron up there) and are going to get an e-mail about every damned comment I reply to, so I’m not going to do it.
Anyway, I’m both impressed that you knew how to spell Jimmy Chamberlin’s last name and that you knew he wasn’t dead. I swore he killed himself until I just read his Wikipedia entry. But thank God he didn’t, or, um, the most influential band of our time, the Jimmy Chamberlin Complex, would have never existed.
I never would have guessed your Hanson love! Did you see their concert in City Center. My mom was thisclose to making me take Amy to that concert. Are you going to confess that you quietly loved our choir director? That might send me over the edge.