RevMatt wrote:How about Hot Tuna? An underrated band with quite a legacy.
Without question, and still playing great shows in their damned seventies! Jorma is underrated guitar god.
On another note, I guess I missed most of this thread entirely until the last couple of days. First, I was there on that hot and sticky July 4th when The Replacements went out with a wimper. I wasn't angry about it, but I was sad. The thing about my beloved Mats was that they never gave a shit from beginning to end and still produced some of the greatest music I've ever heard and made me feel like it was MY music. The only other band who have touched me that personally, on that deep a level is DBT and they care more than any rock band I've ever known. That dichotomy is endlessly fascinating to me.
On the subject of American bands, we created rock and roll and, IMHO, always did it better than the Brits. Now don't get me wrong, I love the Stones, Who, Clash, Faces and others as much as the next guy but I truly relate to the music created by Americans. Watch the Petty documentary, Running Down A Dream, sometime and I think you'll get it. I can relate to that. Parties and girls and most of all just rock & roll. Organic, beautiful and distinctly American. Now to be honest I have to throw the Canadians in with us as well (sorry for doing that to you my Canuck friends, it's just the truth) because much of that music touches the same type of small town or suburban notes that US bands do, in a way the Brits never did. Everyone grew up knowing people like those who became famous in bands. Paul Westerberg was an arrogant rock snob who just happened to be a brilliant songwriter and liked to hang out with other musicians who just didn't give a flying fuck about anything. They became noteworthy and great despite their best efforts to fuck it up. See but most guys like that did fuck it up and ended up being bitter rock snobs. Bruce Springsteen was like the blue collar kid who did something extraordinary to break out and make it huge. Could have easily been baseball or NASCAR but it was rock & roll and we all benefited. We all knew that guy too but chances are he's fixing cars not playing stadiums. Chrissie Hynde was a punk chick that had to go to England to get her groove on and play great R&R, but in the end she was really just an American girl not unlike the one one in Petty's song. We all knew her too, but our version probably raised kids, works in marketing or cuts hair somewhere. Chrissie made it happen and for a good long while made great American music with a band full of Englishmen.
I could go on and on, but you get the idea. American rock & roll is the story of us. It's small town and suburbs, city high rises and mean streets and it's all familiar because we've seen it since we were kids. It's special and great and yet only a small fraction of us really get it. Here's to us, long live American Rock.
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