Met Thurston at Mudhoney in Northhampton
 

I was wearing my Washing Machine T-shirt. He said " I like your shirt ". Took me a few seconds to recognise him. So awesome. Had a brief chat with him about Connecticut and Butthole Surfers. He was like " No way butthole surfers are gonna play again? I didn't know about that " Very very nice guy. Very tall too. Well, that was the highlight of my year.

Best that he probably didn't know from what I've heard about it.

co-sign. he's a nice guy, but he can be a grade a dick too. not that i blame him.

I wonder whether he paid to get in.

nice i saw thurston there too, i think i saw you walk in with the washing machine shirt too, with 2 other dudes. i wasnt sure but i thought eric gaffney was there from sebadoh...i saw a dude there who looked like him...but im only goin off seein Sebadoh there last year...good show, old songs rocked, some of the new songs did

wow, i'd fucking love to chat with Thurston. Sounds like an all-star turnout to this gig then? I saw Dinosaur Jr. in London a couple of weeks ago, and MBV and Explosions in the Sky were present (they were all in town for ATP), didn't meet them, though i saw a dude from Explosions. I did though have a good chat with Scroobius Pip. Dosn't beat Thurston though.

Would you pay to see people you've known for decades, toured with, and even helped get gigs? They might well have been staying at his house!

did you see belinda?
does she still have all that hair?

AAAGHHH i cant wait to see them

eric gaffney is a fucking twat who can't write a fucking song yet acts like he's part of something..

if thurston mentioned washing machine around me....fuck....... I'd probably die...

i was thinking shields could have been at dino - i didnt see him though. I've never had any famous run ins - im not really bothered to though.

wow, thats crazy I was at that gig and I didn't see Thurston. I did some guy with a green washing machine t shirt, was that you? I was drunk that night so my memory is fuzzy. It was a great fucking how though, loved the energy of the crowd. I was right up front getting pushed around a bunch.

gaffney was part of the original sebadoh lineup and part of the group during thier greatness. im sure you probably had an incident of acting too fanboy ish and he might of given you some attitude, lol

again, hes accomplished more musically than you can ever dream of

then again, ive heard j mascis, lou barlow, thurston, kim...all kinda have egos and attitudes towards fans from different stories ive heard

Actually I pretty much agree with him. I saw his ego trip band "Fields of Gaffney" play, opening for the Sun City Girls of all people, and they were the worst cliched indie rock nothing in the world. To make matters worse, Gaffney introduced each and every song with a name drop - "I wrote this one on tour with Mike Watt!", "This song originally came out on cassette!" (yes to prove his lo-fi cred he name dropped "casette"...) Each name drop was given with deliberate emphasis on the last word to explain why this proved how important Gaffney is.

Yes he was in the original Sebadoh, and that was a good thing. That doesn't make everything he does today golden, however.

did you pee your pants?

jesus you people take yr bullshit too seriously!
gaffney, like thurston, is a FUCKING JOKER
and he was just being FUNNY! can;t you see that?

"This one came out on cassette!"

that's genius! ain;t no one in the world thinks that mentioning the word cassette is gonna get you indie cred! get a grip!

gaffney rules!

we're gonna ride with the flood tonight!

ive met thurston too. hell of a nice guy as too is steve..

i met and interviewed the sebadoh years ago. jason and eric are gentlemen of the highest order. lou was occupied "too busy acting like j" was erics explanation of his absence!!!


i met kevin sheilds in dublin at a pavement gig around 1993 and he was very shy and coy and not at all imressed with me saying he wrote the greatest album ever.... he was like, well, there are better albums, im just a bloke from dublin with too much time on my hands....

ian williams of battles and don cab has to be the most pleasant "famous" band memebr ive ever had the pleasure of spending time wuith tho. he is so down to earth, you forget that he is an incredible musician... just a skinny guy who likes strange sounds and chatting to people.......

trent reznor was also suprisingly gentleman like, very funny actually and constantly smiling..

ive met billy corgan.. total wanker.. end of story

I heard billy corgan likes to use that snaggle-tooth he always displays to scrape the ass-cheese from around the un-washed anuses of men in the "glory-hole" industry.

rat boy corgan and the crumbs of love.. thats his new side project with other defunct members of auf der mar and tom morrillo.

Yes, but the songs all sucked, and it looked like his girlfriend in the band was just as sick of his ego trip as the audience and about ready to walk off. If you'd have heard his intros I don't think you'd have been busting up either, they were as lame as the performance.

I met Thurston, Kim and Yoshimi at a Free Kitten gig in 94. I think we scared Thurston with our ass kissing fan butboy ferver.

can't be worse than Malkmus and the Jicks!

i would go see them just to see if he will play any old pavement songs.

i love how people here talk down about others throwin around their indie cred, you gotta be kidding me! people on this board saying that? LMAOOO...if you didnt spend most of your lives tryin to prove how "cool and indie" you are by the way you dress and act, and by being music snobs, you wouldnt know what to do with yourself...serious...for example, im sure of the people here who wear glasses, 95% of you wear those black plastic "emo indie" frames....i see clones of you people at every show i go to..haha, break out the clove cigarettes and holier than thou attitude, LMAOOO...this board never fails to amuse me with the blatant self ignorance as to what you people mostly are, hehe

have a nice day,

Yawn.

yummm

clove cigarrettes

cool!

What is blatant self-ignorance? Is it ignorance that you purposely inflict on yourself?

Most of the people on here seem to favor the rectangular "graphic designer" style frames in eyewear over the black hornrim Weezer style.

What about those who wear contact lenses? Are they not people too?

Second-glass citizens.












-I'll be here all week, folks.

hehe.

anybody have a picture of thurston so i can tell my barber how to cut my hair?

i have no idea what you're talking about.

Has anybody got pictures of Coco? I want to die my hair the same colour as hers.

i think sonic youth has never released a bad album!

i'm indier than you.

Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from France and from London.
But I was there.

I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the Internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered eighties.

But I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge, but I was there.
I was there.
But I was there.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1974 at the first Suicide practices in a loft in New York City.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Daft Punk to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

I used to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica during the great sound clashes.
I woke up naked on the beach in Ibiza in 1988.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody. Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import. I heard that you have a white label of every seminal Detroit techno hit - 1985, '86, '87. I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your computer out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your guitars and bought turntables.
I hear that you and your band have sold your turntables and bought guitars.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records? This Heat, Pere Ubu, Outsiders, Nation of Ulysses, Mars, The Trojans, The Black Dice, Todd Terry, the Germs, Section 25, Althea and Donna, Sexual Harrassment, a-ha, Pere Ubu, Dorothy Ashby, PIL, the Fania All-Stars, the Bar-Kays, the Human League, the Normal, Lou Reed, Scott Walker, Monks, Niagra,

Joy Division, Lower 48, the Association, Sun Ra,
Scientists, Royal Trux, 10cc,

Eric B. and Rakim, Index, Basic Channel, Soulsonic Force ("just hit me"!), Juan Atkins, David Axelrod, Electric Prunes, Gil! Scott! Heron!, the Slits, Faust, Mantronix, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, the Swans, the Soft Cell, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

ok, stop!

The songs are shit. Gaffney's melodies are fucking garbage. Sebadoh 3 really highlights this: when they finally got the grip of the music part and Gaffney's awful melodies and lyrics ruined songs like 'Violet Execution'. Which is great musically and I don't know how he could have fucked up a good guitar line like that so horribly.

Yes it was me in the washing machine shirt with my 2 friends. It's funny, I was actually debating whether or not I was going to wear that shirt beause it was so hot that day. Glad I did. It was funny telling thurston about the butthole surfers. I was like " Yeah they are playing at Webster hall. I saw Roky Erikson and..... you there actually. "