Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Last Star I See Tonight

As usual with the nifty and the new, this brand-new and razor-sharp FOB AUD* of the last Dark Star that holds up on its own merits, rather than simply the occasion of its playing, comes from Mr. Completely, known around these parts as the Rose City’s protector, The Tree Octopus.

TotD is proud to announce that TTO has formed an alliance with several other costumed crime-fighters, several bored teens, and an alcoholic named Cap’n Fucktoy to form Portland’s own Justice League: the Champions of Cascadia!

There’s the Wook, whose powerful dabs render criminals sleepy, and whose discussions about the merits of titanium vs. quartz render everyone else sleepy. There’s the Social Justice Warrior, who really doesn’t exist, but several of the more assholish male members of the Champions swear they see her everywhere.

The Cyclist uses his powerful thighs to keep the streets safe. Also, The Cyclist gets to the scene of the crime first because he thinks that traffic lights and stop signs don’t apply to him.

Also, J’onn J’onzz the Martian Manhunter is in the group because he stayed at an AirBnB there a few years ago and just fell in love with the place.

You forgot to link to the show, you waterheaded ninny.

Such is life: 1/10/79 from Nassau Coliseum.

* Loyal Enthusiasts will know my feelings about AUD tapes; they have a high bar to hurdle for me to keep going past a song or two: this one does. It is clear and everyone is well-defined, except for Keith, but he was always kinda blurry in real life, so no worries.

“FOB” is an acronym used to describe the Taper’s Section: Full Of Boys.

48 Comments

  1. You take that back about Dark Star!

    Miami ’89: it’s even in the box set!

  2. so are you from portland?

  3. I don’t mind some of Brents harmonizing on Mississippi Half step, and I get a kick at how he just stared at Garcia with those bat shit crazy eyes while doing it. Garcia may never have remembered his name ( Trent? ) but you could tell Jerry had a lot of affection for that hirsute little fucker. At least he wasn’t Vincent right?

  4. Now I’ve got to ask one of my daughters what a neck beard is! I agree with Spencer about Brent’s harmonizing. It was nice, and actually reminds me of Mrs. Donna Jean’s when she was at her best.

    It’s unrelated to Brent’s vocals, but here’s something the old guy said about Midland after he passed and has always stayed with me.

    “Brent had a deeply self-destructive streak. He didn’t have much supporting him in terms of an intellectual life. I mean, I owe a lot of who I am and what I’ve been and what I’ve done to the beatniks from the Fifties and to the poetry and art and music I’ve come in contact with. I feel like I’m part of a continuous line in American culture, of a root. But Brent was from the East Bay, which is one of those places that is like nonculture. There’s nothing there. There’s no substance, no background. And Brent wasn’t a reader, and he hadn’t really been introduced to the world of ideas on any level. So a certain part of him was like a guy in a rat cage, running as fast as he could and not getting anywhere. He didn’t have any deeper resources.

    My life would be miserable if I didn’t have those little chunks of Dylan Thomas and T.S. Eliot. I can’t even imagine life without that stuff.”

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