|the afterlife of My Favorite
||[Mar. 30th, 2007|04:21 pm]
|||||The Secret History, "Our Lady of Pompeii"||]|
Last winter, one of my favorite bands, appropriately titled My Favorite, went kaput. If you've never been introduced, check out this video:
When I was a kid, I spent a lot of time hugging my knees on a hill behind my house, overlooking the sprawling miles of farmland. I'd wear out Smiths tapes in my walkman, because I loved to listen to "Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now" over the sound of crickets. My hero was Joan of Arc, the original punk rock girl from a small town who got burned on her way to the big city. I guess I was a My Favorite fan waiting to happen.
The band, minus Andrea Vaughn, has just reformed with a new female vocalist under the name The Secret History. I listened to live videos of two of their songs --- but couldn't really make it through either of them. It isn't fair to compare these to the polished recordings I've been listening to for years. Just takes some getting used to, I guess. Joan and I are kind of chums. We'll take walks together, or browse through Benetton. She's very concerned about the state of music...actually the way things are going, she's pretty much my steady on a Friday night.