Our Favorite Band
— mrjyn (@mrjyn) February 8, 2010
Our Favorite Band
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Our Favorite Band was discovered and signed to Big Time Records by Jim Barber.
Crud Crud blogger, Scott Soriano said about 'Pink Cadillac', the first epee released by Our Favorite Band,
'Our Favorite Band made the perfect American DIY 7"'2009年 12月 8日
Ross Johnson
"Make It Stop!" The Most Of Ross Johnson
(Goner Records)
Ross Johnson is gentleman of refinement most considerable, a fine writer with a wit both gentle and self-effacing, a raconteur without peer, and all around credit to the human race.
Johnson also gets really drunk and yammers, howls, barks, lectures, screams and even sings his way through a barrage of incredible spontaneous verbal carpet bombings that have thankfully been recorded for posterity,
‘cause otherwise you’d never believe them'.
Fuck a duck, the guy debuts on the lead-off track on Like Flies On Sherbet, one of the best records ever recorded, segues into keeping the beat with Panther Burns, then goes on to collaborate with the Gibson Brothers, and forms his own deeply disturbed outfits such as Our Favorite Band (featuring Peter Buck), and American Musical Fantasy.
when he isn’t putting out solo records, doing guest appearances, or doing some excellent rock writing.
Lest you think he is a one trick pony, a footnote-level bizarre, obnoxious detritus to others, far more important careers,
writer Robert Gordon (who included “Wet Bar” – no wave Kafka for the drinking set - on the companion CD to his book, It Came From Memphis, hit the nail on the head when he compares Johnson to Dewey Phillips.
Any numbness can spew whatever floats to the top of his head, but Johnson and Phillips were cut from the same maniacal cloth.
Some of the subjects Johnson touches on, in his own unique demented way, include, but are by no means limited to,
his hatred of Chihuahuas (multiple times),
his own frustration at his inability to not invite people drinking malt liquor in the middle of the day to go for a ride in his car,
his feeling of shame at getting drunk at his daughter’s birthday party,
his place of refuge/self medication (the “Get High Shack”),
being constantly “weak and afraid”,
his dislike of the “living hell” of Christmas,
being a “southern sissy” with “man boobs”,
and his reaction to seeing a naked girl in his youth (fleeing in terror).
All this and an oddly subdued cover of The Gentry’s “Keep On Dancing”.
And oh yeah, Ross drums pretty good, too. –MB
