There are
bands that never rise too far out of the muck of the American underground, yet
they play a critical role in keeping a certain kind of rock ‘n’ roll anima
alive. The Oblivians from Memphis were such a band. Throughout the Nineties, their spontaneous,
greasy mix of American garage-rock archetypes and rhythm and soul
influences was most entertaining. And it was as pure a product of Memphis as
anything from the heyday of Sun, Stax or Hi Records. Or Big Star, for that matter. Over the course of several
albums, scattered singles, anthology tracks, and innumerable low budget tours
they kept the flame for brash, bratty, soulful rock alive.
Jack
(Yarber) Oblivian has gone on to a remarkably consistent, soulful solo career,
fashioning a kind of bordello-barfly rock, fashioned from classic soul moves
and strip club boom-boom. Greg (Cartwright) Oblivian formed the formidable
Reigning Sound, combining ‘too much guitar’ thrash with Duke-Peacock heartache,
bringing it all back home just-a-one-more time. Cartwright and crew also made a
wonderful record, Dangerous Game, with former Shangri-La Mary Weiss.
It’s Eric
(Friedl) Oblivian who’s made the least noise outside of the Oblivians. Of
course he’s been busy with founding and operating the Goner label, a rocking imprint
responsible for furthering the cause of artists from King Khan and BBQ Show to
The Eddy Current Suppression Ring.
Around
about the year 2000, Friedl hung out with a Texas guitarist named James Arthur.
They did guy shit around Memphis, hung out, you know. No bass player. Eventually,
they worked in the rough and ready drumming from the Neckbones’ Mr. Forrest
Hewes.
Then … they
spent months woodshedding, crafting a densely poetic, richly eclectic concept
album about self-discovery.
BULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
NOPE, they
bashed out a noisy blast of half-baked originals, handy Aussie garage covers
from some Ugly Things compilation and
a mauling of the Sir Douglas Quintet’s “Doin’ it Too Hard.” And this short scrap of a set is called Aaaa New Memphis Legs.
Truth is, by most orthodox standards this is a bloody, freakin' racket, It’s also pretty great, Moments of near brilliance include “Bill Dakota
Knows,” a Paul Revere and the Raiders on rotgut gem that’s all
deliciously excessive toggle switch use; the chorus is “you’ve been found to be
bisexual, swinging, groovy, busted” – how do they know my old girlfriends?
“Wild About
You” honors the night the Dolls spent in a Memphis hoosegow. It's whiskey
soaked, a bit reminiscent of the Saints, and (oh yeah) the ghosts of every maniac beat
monkey who ever tried to entertain shitheads at a frat party. ‘Wild man on a
rampage, swingin’ through the jungle; honey, where are you?” It’s Raw Power
with a side of grits, and it’s got a coda cool enough for an American
International Pictures flick. Stepping down in thirds, clichéd, just right.
Aaaa's twenty-seven minute romp goes out with The Legs' savaging of "Doin' It Too Hard." They do it pretty damn hard, that's for sure. In the Sir Douglas Quintet's hands the song sounded like some bizarre cross between Creedence and the Velvets. By the time the Legs are through with it it's been taken into the alley and beaten with a Kinks stick.
Aaaa's twenty-seven minute romp goes out with The Legs' savaging of "Doin' It Too Hard." They do it pretty damn hard, that's for sure. In the Sir Douglas Quintet's hands the song sounded like some bizarre cross between Creedence and the Velvets. By the time the Legs are through with it it's been taken into the alley and beaten with a Kinks stick.
It’s all
over too fast. That’s what she said, anyway.
But it sure
is fun while it lasts. It’s a rock party for friends to be played at maximum
volume. It’s stupid good. It’s not recommended for anyone who’s not ready,
steady go for high distortion kicks. For sure not recommended to fans of Seals
and Crofts or Bon Iver. And really, what’s the difference, ‘ceptin for a few
decades.
Aaaa New Memphis Legs* is the sound of living for rock ‘n’
roll. You got a better idea?
* Available on digital download and Goner vinyl.
* Available on digital download and Goner vinyl.
Reverberating: 8.2
1 comment:
Awesome record... a fuzz grower. And by the way, if "Wild About You" sounds like the Saints it's because, well it is! Another classic from the Saints' debut "(I'm) Stranded"... nice write-up, great stuff!
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