This time we’re going down south to find out what my room sounded like when I was 15.
…And that sounds way more exciting—and disgusting—than it is. Oh, well.
I started my folk-music post with my “gateway drug” group; southern power-pop had them, too. Here’s my favorite REM song.
And I mentioned in the first musical post that these guys were local in the ’80s:
This band was my very first concert! And about 7 more, but only one in their native North Carolina.
[fights temptation to post every song from the Boylan Heights album available on YouTube]
But the group that consistently gave me chills, the group I listened to all the way to college interviews and back, was the incomparable Guadalcanal Diary.
And as a bonus, a song by the man who had a hand in producing music for everybody mentioned above: the video is odd, but hey, wolf spiders are cool.
Next time: It’ll be Monday. Take a wild