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Minor secrets of "Now We Are Twenty-One" revealed! https://youtu.be/eqX_vdD_Kqc Is it Wodensdæg already? So it appears. They creep up on a person, like CALPIRG petition pushers. One minute, you're alone in the street. Next minute, there they are, demanding that you save the environment or whatever. "But," you say, "I never sign petitions because years on the edges of various counter-cultures has inculcated the suspicion that such petitions are likely to be FBI, CIA, or NSA schemes to gather information on unwitting stooges." (This actually is an effective thing to say, since they can't prove they're not FBI, and they have been inculcated with the same counter-cultural suspicions, most likely, if they're in Berkeley.) Anyway, in contrast to the situation with regard to CALPIRGers, when Odin asks for your signature on a petition that says GET THE LEAD OUT, you sign. And when Wodensdæg rolls along, requiring that you post a song from the song-hoard detritus of the Mr T Experience, you post a song from the song-hoard of the detritus of the Mr T Experience. You don't want to risk the Curse of Odin, whatever that may entail. Accordingly, what we have here is another tune from that August 6, 1988 Gilman show (I posted "Velveeta" from it a few weeks back.) This side-stage video is a remarkably clear and upclose view of what a Gilman show was like in those early days. We had just returned from our first attempt to tour the US, and unlike the audiences out in the real world, whose response ranged from indifferent to flummoxed, the Berkeley kids got our anti-showmanship, just-some-guys-standing-around shtick. We were rough, sloppy, inexperienced, and only partially aware of our own absurdity -- but so was everybody else. We and I didn't really "belong" there, per se, but it was as close to belonging anywhere as we were ever likely to come. If I wasn't all that comfortable with the idea of belonging anywhere (and I certainly wasn't) it was at least better than the alternative, out there in the greater, infinitely more hostile America. KALX shirt. Home sweet home, in other words. Sort of. "Now We Are Twenty-One" was the show opener and the first track from our second album which was still "new" at the time. It's a play on A. A. Milne's "Now We Are Six". That conceit is, perhaps, not all the way baked, and there have no doubt been better, more impressively realized Dread of Incipient Adulthood songs out there. But as with "Velveeta" I'm impressed that I managed any kind of focus at all in those confused times-- there are certainly many examples to the contrary. It doesn't sound like much but constructing a song where (a) you know what it's about and (b) it's possible for people not yourself to figure out what that is is harder than it seems like it should be. And you know, for a guy who knew so little about what he was doing, that key change is handled pretty well. Anyway, I like the energy, any flaws notwithstanding. The guitar I'm playing is an Ibanez Studio, my first electric guitar, long since disappeared. It sounded great, kind of randomly (the Guitar Center guy had said "you'll squeeze some good sounds out of this gal" -- I wish I had a recording of his spiel, it was great.) But as I've had occasion to mention recently, somewhere, it was neck-heavy, and was always sliding down to the left and having to be pulled back up, which was quite a strain. That hunched-over posture was partly owing to the exigencies of neck-heavy guitar management, though I guess I was perhaps also just, you know, bent into a question mark before my time. It was all downhill from there folks, in certain ways. Thanks again to Shayne Stacy of the Sacramento Music Archive for supplying the content. Oh, content. I will always hate myself for using that term for art, but it is technically accurate. A happy Wodensdæg to all of you. Like, upvote, subscribe, share, all that stuff: it'd be a help to me, plus you don't want to risk the Curse of Odin. Whatever it may entail, it's easier just to sign the petition so I'll go away, isn't it? #music #songs #video #live #rockandroll #punkrock #mrtexperience #mtxforever #minds
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