Debuting tomorrow on my Steve Dahl Network podcast: my interview with Fee Waybill of the Tubes.
I’ve loved the Tubes for decades, dating back to when my impressionable young mind was utterly destroyed by “White Punks on Dope” and “Mondo Bondage.”
The band will be in Lincolnshire next month (Viper Alley on October 26), in what amounts to a can’t-miss show. The Tubes changed the rules for live rock and roll performances, taking the piss out of the medium well before it was fashionable to do so.
Fee was kind enough to hang on the phone for close to an hour, and we talked about the band’s long history, their mid-80s collapse, the moment when they first encountered John Candy, the worst venue in Chicago, and why Dave Grohl could be an honorary Tube.
If you’re not as familiar with the Tubes, here’s a chance to catch up before the interview hits tomorrow. Get ready to scroll: here comes a bunch of YouTube clips …
White Punks on Dope
My first exposure to the band. This song was the gateway drug (groan) that led to further discovery.
Don’t Touch Me There
“I love your salty taste.
I love your fingertips.
When I reach for your waist …”
Dirty, retro, and as good as the Tubes get:
She’s a Beauty
You know this one; the band’s commercial peak. The once-ominpresent-on-MTV video features Fee Waybill as a P.T. Barnum-esque carnival barker.
Talk To Ya Later
“As I mentioned near the close of the last record, this record you are now playing is another example of the completion backward principle.”
As I mentioned in the interview, this track stands as one of rock’s great “kiss off songs.”
Amnesia / Mr. Hate
Two of the best songs from the band’s finest album (The Completion Backward Principle)
“The Fishin’ Musician” on SCTV
We talked about this legendary TV appearance in the interview; a classic for both John Candy and the Tubes.
“What Do You Want From Life” (live)
An always-anticipated descent into madness during the Tubes’ live show.
See you on October 26th.
For your Easter enjoyment, here’s a song performed by Echo and the Bunnymen:
As far as their fans are concerned, the Grateful Dead’s recorded output has always been considered inferior to the band’s live performances.
I can’t argue that some of their studio work is overproduced; and in some instances, it can be downright cheesy (e.g. “Samson and Delilah”). However, there are some legit treasures in the Dead catalog that balance out the lesser works (American Beauty, for example, is beyond reproach).
The Dead’s 1987 album, In the Dark, was their most successful–and one of their most accomplished–studio releases. As it tripped its way into the Billboard Top 10 that year, bored rich teens across America responded saucer-eyed as they threw on their ceremonial tie-dye tees and joined in the drum circle.
“Hell in a Bucket” has always been a favorite from the album (and yes, I’ve heard some great live performances of it, too). On the song, Bob Weir celebrates an existence of bad decisions and behavior. It’s kind of like “Highway to Hell,” only more subtle.
Dug up for this blog entry is a hilariously bad video made for the song, featuring Weir in his Miami Vice best and a tiger.
At least I’m enjoying the ride…