Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Teen Spirit My Ass.
It hasn’t been all toil and trouble here at Mutt. Just last week we managed to sneak away and do a series of shows in western Washington; SRO, of course. That’s Mike and Steve up there (in wigs) and me hammering the drums. We didn’t get paid squat, but goddamn if we didn’t make some eardrums bleed. The last night of the tour we played Aberdeen, home of big-timer Kurt Cobain. Some cat told me after the show that he saw Nirvana in the early days, and that Mutt was ten times better. It’s pretty hard to argue with that logic. Not sure what the future holds, but if we can get Steve’s voice under control we might just need to quit our day jobs.