Indie rock dating
Their success depends on you and, after all, you are what you listen to.
In my book ; Britain's followed similar contours, with indie ideology locking in early and fiercely, as sales charts tracked what was selling at independent record stores.Soon after punk hit, intense, speed-driven hardcore bands formed in California and New York and DC, and their fans built an infrastructure — a coast-to-coast network of clubs, mimeographed fanzines, college radio stations, record shops, and small record labels that would make indie possible.Some of them (Camper Van Beethoven, Pixies) sounded like the indie that would come after; some of them (Black Flag) didn’t.The music industry, flush with cash as consumers replaced their vinyl with expensive CDs, went looking for the next “edgy” band or tattooed troubadour.And in many parts of America, indie artists like Hoboken distortionists Yo La Tengo or grumpy Bob Mould (who’d once helmed Hüsker Dü) were selling out clubs and attracting mainstream audiences to their shows at increasingly large venues.The best work of that indie heyday — and 1997 alone offered Elliott Smith’s — compares well to any year.
And while every band was different, the world that had been opened up by Nirvana, Sonic Youth, and the Smiths meant an ocean of succinct, structured songs complicated by feedback, overdrive, odd guitar tunings, feminism, Gen X irony, and intense emotion that would never have suited the macho “classic rock” paradigm of Album Oriented Radio.
Elliott Smith would move from Kill Rock Stars to Dream Works.
Kurt Cobain’s 1994 suicide, tragic as it was for fans and Gen X-ers in general, didn’t cause the musical establishment to give up on indie rock; the search was still on for the Next Nirvana, and money continued to flow.
We ask about a particular lyric in his song “Hold Me Down.” He always answers, but, each time, we’ve been too drunk to remember the next day, and so the mystery continues.
For many musicians, the path to success is a difficult, sometimes impossible, one.
With that kind of bitchiness, I’m thinking the “source” is Ken Paves?