And back in 1987, they were just as bad. Ladies and gentlemen, “Letter to a Fanzine” by Great Plains. I’ve still got that Homestead Records sampler on vinyl. What a record! Not a lot of duds on there, even the bands you never heard from again.
Isn’t my haircut really intense?
Isn’t Nick Cave a genius, in a sense?
Not in 1987 he wasn’t, but these guys were.
Obligatory manospherical content: This song is practically a snapshot of my college best friend’s wife, who he met in 87 or 88. She’s now EPLing herself into a walking Dalrock post.
P.S. Oh yeah, remember the Volcano Suns?