Chankgeez wrote:That's probably true, Sean, but I'm still not sure I'd wanna play in a jam band.
Much rather play in an improvisational psych band.
In certain frequencies The Velvet Underground and The Grateful Dead and Pavement and Sonic Youth all sound to
me to be very similar. I agree with D.o.S.—any band who plays improvisational electronic music is a "Jam Band".
The flavors and the mindset are what set them apart (or not). Or, more to the point, the mindset of their
audiences are the differentiator.
Full disclosure: from the age of 13 to 17 I attended lots of Grateful Dead shows. From 17 on I switched to Primus
and The Thinking Fellers Union Local #282. Larry LaLonde was a total Deadhead. And it showed mostly
in those loopy guitar figures he chunked in there in an off-beat way (Bob Weir is a super off-beat rhythm guitarist).
And The Thinking Fellers Union Local #282 pitched a few cocktail umbrellas in the pychotropics.
Even when I went to Grateful Dead shows I loathed about 85% of the self-indulgent, self-righteous audience.
But growing up around Berkeley, California, you get used to encountered the 'enlightened" holier-than-thou.
There is not much that's worse than a sanctimonious baby boomer who drives around in an expensive car
with scolding political bumper stickers plastered all over it.
Starting in the '80s there were lots of "Street Punks" on Telegraph. Through the '90s and into the '00s it was the
same thing. A few years back I was walking along Telegraph and a bedraggled (but all wearing expensive looking
leather jackets) gaggle of Street Punks were haranguing a nouveau-hippie by saying "The Sixties are over!" I could
barely contain my urge to scream that the Eighties are also over. Is being a Street Punk, well after the Bay Area
punk scene came and went, any more or less retrograde and falsely nostalgic than being a pseudo-hippie well
after the Sixties came and went (leaving a cloud of bad vibes, heroin addiction, violence and self-satisfied
eco-pricks driving BMWs and Mercedes Benzes and Volvos)? Is being Punker-than-thou any better than being
holier-than-thou?