The Downsiders
Dearest Mother
Saturday, November 15th, 2008 | musiX | No Comments
What a difference 492 miles makes. I’ve traveled to my former stomping ground of Chico for some pre-Thanksgiving festivities. The crystal-blue sky and sun-glazed trees in California always makes me think of backyard get-togethers with friends and road trips—windows down, stereo up. The perfect soundtrack? The Mother Hips.
The band got its start here in the dorms of Chico State, flirted with commercial success in the ’90s, relocated to San Francisco, battled the dreaded (and lazy and erroneous) jam-band label, battled personal demons, took an indefinite hiatus, and made some of the finest rock albums of the past 15 years.
The Hips came out at a time when Chico was divided by hippie-dippy Dead followers (influenced by the town’s longest-running band Spark ‘n’ Cinder) and bands like The Downsiders and Trench, who were revolting against anything that reeked of patchouli. Looking back on that time, Mother Hips singer and guitarist Tim Bluhm explained that he never thought the Hips fit in either camp, and that they built their sound on their own random tastes.
“We mostly just had the records in our house: Leonard Cohen, Black Sabbath, Gene Clark, Led Zeppelin, Merle Haggard, the Bee Gees. It came out kind of weird, but we liked it.”
Those influences tell it all. Distorted guitars were tempered by Bluhm and fellow guitarist/vocalist Greg Loiacono’s sweet harmonies. Early songs had multiple parts with out-of-left-field dynamic shifts. Later they would adopt more simple, pop arrangements, and in 1998 the band released a stripped-down country gem called Later Days, one of their best.
The Mother Hips recently performed at San Francisco’s Cafe Du Nord, playing three and a half hours of music from one fan’s ultimate setlist which was chosen weeks before. The marathon performance is available for 10 bucks (three discs’ worth) exclusively at the band’s Web site. Bluhm told me recently the Hips are currently in the studio working on the follow-up to 2007’s excellent Kiss the Crystal Flake. I was glad to hear it. At this point I don’t think I can imagine not having The Mother Hips around. Take them along with you on your next road trip, windows down, stereo up.
“Been Lost Once” - The Mother Hips (Live at Cafe Du Nord)
“TGIM” - The Mother Hips (Kiss the Crystal Flake)
“Stunt Double” - The Mother Hips (Later Days)
Rock in the sticks
Thursday, November 6th, 2008 | musiX | No Comments
I used to live in Chico, Calif. Yes, that Chico, Calif. The Chico, Calif., where parents send their kids for cheap education and where the kids spend their parents’ money on cheap drink specials. It’s an interesting place.
A fair share of notable bands have come out of Chico. Portland’s own Kelly Bauman fronted noise-pop outfit Deathstar in the ’90s. There’s Barbara Manning and 28th Day. Vomit Launch (which featured Tape Op’s Larry Crane on drums and Exiled Records‘ Lindsey Thrasher on the guitar). The Mother Hips. The Downsiders. And there are still some rockers and rollers there who keep it real like The Shankers, The Secret Stolen, Aubrey Debauchery and The Makai.
“Up the hill,” as Chicoans like to say, is the town of Paradise, a small bedroom community whose main street is lined with antique shops, where retirees go to escape the bustle of the Bay Area and L.A. Needless to say there’s not much going on there, although I think the town is getting a Wal-Mart soon.
About a year ago I heard about The Kevin Reid Project, five teenagers barely out of high school who were recording some spiffy pop songs in the pine-needled speck of Paradise. It started quietly in 2006 as the solo project of the band’s namesake guitarist, who soon recruited his brother Jacob and a few friends. Over the last couple of years The Kevin Reid Project has recorded about a dozen songs, played shows in Paradise and Chico and have taken more than a few hiatus (hiatuses? hiatii?).
The band just recorded a couple of new songs, which should find their way to a new EP soon, including an eerie little number called “Death”—clocking in at 1:21, no lyrics—easily my favorite. The production alone gets me on “Leave Me Alone” (recorded more than a year ago) … oh, and the hand claps. I promise you this: You might find yourself singing the song at inopportune times throughout the day. Trust me. You don’t want to scream “leave me alone” to the person handing you your coffee in the morning.
“Death” -The Kevin Reid Project
“Leave Me Alone” - The Kevin Reid Project
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