
hmm... I blogged about how I would "hope to hear something new from them and if they tour I would be there."
and here we are... Click-y.
Interjecting with some arbitrary thoughts since I find myself entertained by all the random clutter out there.
There’s a certain uneasiness to the Toadies,” says Vaden Todd Lewis, succinctly and accurately describing his band—quite a trick. The Texas band is, at its core, just a raw, commanding rock band. Imagine an ebony sphere with a corona that radiates impossibly darker, and a brilliant circular sliver of light around that. It’s nebulous, but strangely distinct—and, shall we say incorrect. Or, as Lewis says, “wrong.”
I found this from @thetoadies tweets where the guitarist from Sleater-Kinney mentions the band. It's a bit mocking when someone calls you middle of the road and obscure, it has the connotation of unknown and glossed-over.
But its those that are obscure that make them all that more great. It is the obscure and little known that gets the "cult-following," where those in the know can enjoy a band quietly and share with others by word of mouth these musical gems that we later realize only seem forgotten. Of course, Sleater-Kinney is rather obscure in themselves so hopefully it was more of nod to a contemporary, rather than a dis.Most of the middle-of-the-road bands are virtually forgotten on an everyday basis, on account of them being neither consistently wonderful nor consistently awful. For instance, unlike Warrant's "Cherry Pie" -- a terrible song that elicits a collective groan immediately followed by a sing-along -- a band like Tesla usually inspires nothing more than a shoulder shrug. Therefore, even if we think an artist or song is particularly heinous (as with Warrant), there's still a passion behind the sense of disgust; so not only does our distaste for the song keep it memorized and memorialized, but it also elicits just as much sentimentality and nostalgia as those songs and bands we consider our favorites.
An average band, on the other hand, is remembered only when one of its songs comes on the radio; while rifling through our old CDs, cassettes or LPs; or when we stumble upon a discounted compilation album. Or maybe this list might help to jar your memory: Toad the Wet Sprocket, Live, The Smithereens, Gene Loves Jezebel and the Toadies.