Music History Part 41 - The Rise of Up Records, Built to Spill and 'Indie Rock'

Disclaimer: Memory is a funny thing, and an elusive one. Meaning; I might have some of this wrong, as 1. My memory is not always accurate, like anyone and 2. It is from my perspective only. Any friends  who were there, feel free to correct me or add things I have missed. It helps! Also, no gossip on anyone here, it ain't about that. Personal details are on a surface level, and friends, girlfriends and others are re-named to respect their privacy. People in bands generally put their names out there on albums and in interviews anyway, and are not in the habit of staying anonymous, and therefore are named here. That said, anyone who is in the blog that wishes me not to use their name has only to ask.  

Seattle Years Disclaimer: As I enter the Seattle years in this music blog, the above disclaimer goes double, because so much happened and there are so many details to cover in this 14 year period; so many shows, so many bands, so many friends and so much change in my life. As a result of this and the fact that the four of us who formed Treepeople found ourselves in the midst of a scene which blew up around us and attracted the eyes of the world just 2 years after our arrival, not to mention the 12 years I played music following that, I am bound to, hell, I will forget something.

This means two things: I will be coming back to entries and adding things to them over the months following publication, and, that the part of the above disclaimer where I ask for help from people in keeping me honest and in remembering things is crucial to them. I thank anyone ahead of time who was there, and, those who weren't there who have access to valid info, for helping me to correct errors in dates or chronology. Yes, I have the Internet, but many bands, scenes and things I will cover did not receive the attention I feel that they deserved and thus I will recall them mostly from memory, or rather, memories; mine and those of friends. Also, friends who were in bands which I do not happen to mention, please don't take it personally, just remind me. I have created a monster in undertaking this blog, one which I am determined to ride until the end!

Lastly, as mentioned, this scene gained national attention, and thus, needless to say and as we all know, many bands/people became famous, became rock stars, were/are admired by millions, etc and etc...This makes another part of my original disclaimer even more important. This memoir is intended to tell my story, from my perspective. I have no intention of creating a place where people can seek gossip about famous people, nor is it about 'name-dropping'. I write of my impressions of people, bands, and the Seattle scene from the '90s into the early 2000s. I protect those who are my friends fiercely because a symptom of being known is frequent intrusion into their lives beyond a level that I feel is acceptable. Thank you for indulging me this disclaimer.

A kind of disclaimer on Violent Green entries...In writing about the band Violent Green, at this time I am not in contact with Jenny O'lay, so I am not directly getting input from her, and, one member is no longer alive. In the case of the former, out of respect to O'lay, I am compelled to keep personal details at a high level, and in terms of Drew Quinlan (RIP, Brother), I am not in touch with any of his family to get approval of what I write about concerning him, as I did with my previously passed bandmate, Pat Schmaljohn (and thus felt better in writing about Pat) but I do not have the same access to family in Drew's case, so for that reason, out of respect for Drew and his family, I will also keep details at a high level. I won't make it cold and unpersonal, don't misunderstand me. Our dynamic as people was a huge part of the band. I guess what I am getting at is there are details that will remain private, to meet with high standards I strive to meet on this blog, even more so in light of this lack of input from the former bandmates of which I write. I hope I have achieved these standards. This  also brings up the point I always make, but it is important to reiterate; this is all from my perspective only, and of anyone whom I get input from.

Our odd relationships and their tensions were one with the music, and I think, actually I know, that was a good thing, a necessary ingredient of this band, a band that forever reshaped how I thought about music, both listening to it and making it. I owe that to Drew and Jenny's brilliance and imperfectness, which made me feel okay about my own imperfections, (only to a degree, as my inner, self-critical voice was still in full effect) and it helped me realize that even I held brilliance, in my own way, when I played with them, warts and all. One thing I can confidently say is; we gave a fuck about the music. And that was because this was a highly musical band (most of the people who got what we were doing were musicians themselves) and thus I will focus much of my energy in terms of the VG entries talking about that; the music, it's influences and forms, and how the three of us and what we brought to the band from previous projects and the music we each loved, created, eventually, a rich tapestry. It is worth digging into this world O'lay spun with this bizarre, dark, poppy, goth, folksy punk music from Mars ~ * 

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My other blogs: Short Story Long - (Top of mind, conversational, formal essays, photo essays, etc.) Artwork, Poetry


Bad Dog, No Bagel

I previously mentioned I had started a new job around '93 at a hip bagel cafe that was beginning to expand, called 'Spot Bagel.' The 'spot' part of the name came from their mascot, a dalmation, and eventually led to the slogan, 'Bad dog, No Bagel,' as a play on 'Bad Cop, No Donut,' and which became a T-shirt and effectively the uniform. In the beginning of Spot Bagel's history, a uniform would be anathema.

It was a pretty low key business, the vibe of which reminded me of health food stores in the '70s. Spot started with a cafe located in the Wallingford Neighborhood of Seattle, right in the heart of it, across the street from the iconic Food Land store (which eventually became a QFC store, who replaced the 'Foodland' sign of the previous tenants with a sign that said 'Wallingford' because the residents of the neighborhood were losing their shit, not because a small business was being crushed - though some were in that camp - but because the sign was so important to them, and marked something for them - to me this scenario represented how Seattlites, most anyway, have their priorities all fucked up - a similar scene played out when Tully's Coffee bought the iconic building that housed Rainier Beer and people were freaking out about the giant red 'R' sign going away - causing Tully's to replace it with a giant green 'T,' which only served to piss people off even more).

Spot Bagel was started by a young, hipster Jewish guy named Jay Glass. I interacted with him a few times over the time I was at Spot. Seemed like a decent guy. He made the decisions that were later very bad for the company, but it was the people he brought in that really messed it up, in my opinion, and ultimately led to its closure in 1996, here is a blurb about its closure: http://community.seattletimes.nwsource.com/archive/?date=19960801&slug=2342067)

I interviewed with a guy I will call Luis outside a new Spot Bagel cafe being opened up, the first of many planned, located in the Newmark Building, one block East of the famous Pike Place Market downtown. The Newmark was a brand new building that had gone up in what seemed like just a couple of months (and how fast it fell apart confirms it couldn't have been more). I hadn't done a high number of official interviews. 

At that time in the US, and, for young folks especially, it was a lot who you knew that got you hired at a job, a good word got you in, like how I got the construction job just after moving to Seattle with zero construction experience. I was a little nervous about the interview, but I kinda didn't give a fuck if I got this job or not, had steeled myself for a slog of pavement pounding. In retrospect, I would have easily gotten any number of service jobs, as the city's job economy was strong, most specifically in service jobs (to serve all the self-important new money people flocking there in white flight from Oakland and other urban centers, they clutched their pearls and bought property like mad, driving up the cost of living in a wave that has only increased to the point of no return. Seattle may as well be San Francisco, now). 

My indifference came off as confidence, and Luis offered me the job on the spot (no pun intended, but I'll take it) and when I said' "I'll take the job," he seemed stunned. "You will?" 

Oh how I wished that I had remembered this little demonstration of what self-assuredness (not a word, but should be - and yet 'self-absurdness' is?) gets you, but really, to be fair to Young Wayne, he had no fucking clue it came off as confidence, just as he didn't understand this fact for most things.

I will come back to Spot Bagel, as it was an important thread to my increasingly busy and complex life. Shit fell apart there in a spectacular way that now at least makes a good story. 

I found a photo of the café and I had forgotten  how Jetsons and neo-Seattle modern it was! This was where I worked everyday, and while the café area itself looked like a sci-fi film set, the kitchen was pretty standard.

Photo retrieved from: 

https://twitter.com/y2k_aesthetic/status/1292940002322599937/photo/1

 
The rise of Up Records and 'Indie Rock'

In 1993, 1994, the 'indie rock' scene (so dubbed as most bands that fell under the title were on independent, rather than major labels, though that quickly changed somewhat post Nirvana in the aforementioned 'major label feeding frenzy'), Chris Takino's and co-founder Rich Jensen's label (who had been a musician with early releases on Sub Pop and K Records and a productive music enthusiast since 1981) Up Records arose as a much needed alternate to the music then dominating the Seattle scene, where the majority of visible bands were on Sub Pop, most of whom at the time were a derivation of 70s hard rock with a splash of punk. In fact, Chris first approached Sub Pop about putting out a Built to Spill lp and they encouraged him to put it out himself.

The Up roster included bands/artists like Modest Mouse, Edsel, Mike Johnson, Juned, Caustic Resin, (do yourself a favor and clear some time to sit back and listen to the epic 1995 Up Records double LP release by them called Fly Me to the Moon - Well, what are you waiting for? At least look it up on You Tube!) Satisfact, Butterfly Train, Built to Spill, Duster (one of my fav bands at the time, still love their stuff, it stands up), Land of the Loops, acoustic guitarist and songwriter Rick Sabo, and of course, Violent Green, from where the whole thing launched, and on and on, all very different bands (and note the above list is off the top of my head, mostly.)

Up Records 17th release in 1995 - Artwork by Jeff Hogan

The bands of the label represented what was still true to the idea of the roster being simply bands Chris Takino loved. Luckily for Seattle, his taste was pretty fucking good. Go through the catalogue and you will see what I am on about. It should be noted with these indie labels, there was no exclusivity in the contracts, or if ever there was, not for long, thank goodness - for instance the Treepeople got our best record Guilt, Regret, Embarrassment back from Toxic Shock Records in 5 years, and now it is re-released on K Records. My point though, is that a number of these bands were also putting out records on other indie labels, for instance, the bands Satisfact and Modest Mouse both had released records on K simultaneously or before/after doing records with Up. One time I asked Calvin Johnson what he thought of Up Records and he smiled a wry little smile and half-jokingly said, "Not bad, but tell Chris to stop stealing my bands!"

The first office for Up Records was a one room office in the Terminal Sales Building, the same building Sub Pop was in (which made sense as Chris worked there still for a time, and of course Sub Pop I assume helped him get the space.) As I remember it, Chris was able to quit his job fairly soon after starting the label, but I could be wrong about that. When Up was in the Terminal building was the period when I stopped by the most often, I think because it was close to where I worked. Chris had assembled a small crew of folks to work for him. I remember every time I visited it was kind of exciting, too, to think that one of our own started a label, that the label started to put out a little record by an obscure band I was in and had begun to get a lot of attention. This makes sense, because Chris was one the most connected people I have ever met in the alternative/indie rock world, and one of the smartest. 

Terminal Sales Building, Seattle

It was also during the Terminal Sales Building period of Up that they put out Built to Spill's second lp, the wonderfully charming and introspective 'There's Nothing Wrong With Love.' This record made an instant splash, and put Doug on the map, and on a path to becoming an indie rock icon. That may not have been the goal for him or for Up, but it inevitably happened. Right place, right time.

I don't remember a time when Built to Spill shows in Seattle weren't packed. The guy who just wrote songs, showed up for Treepeople rehearsals and did little else in the band was gone. In his place was an enthusiastic, thoughtful and professional musician/songwriter, and leader of a band. It seemed in retrospect that the transformation was overnight, but I am sure this isn't true. The fact is since we met him, when he was 16, he slowly began to realize the potential of playing music for more than just a hobby [Then Future, now Now Wayne says; 'That's ridiculous, we all knew this pretty quickly, Yours, soon to be Past Wayne']. In one interview not long after this period he talked about how seeing the punk thing and what we, State of Confusion, and others were doing, he realized that you could do it without much money (or even talent, and he had plenty of that, anyway). Drive was the key thing, and he developed a drive over time. It was a drive, not to be 'the next big thing' or a rock star, but to get his music out to as many people as possible, and to play in front of as many people as possible.

The first incarnation of the band was pretty much a project, and he had intended to rotate line-ups on a regular basis. This line-up for There's Nothing Wrong With Love was essentially Farm Days, his first band, with Brett Nelson on bass and Andy 'Capps' on drums (RIP).

I hung out in the studio with them when they recorded the record and made a couple minor contributions, which hilariously led to people thinking that I at some point was in Built to Spill, some people still think that. Pretend that was said by our president, that is, it is not true. I added a silly little guitar lead with my fingers on the song 'Big Dipper' that was played through one of those transistor radio sized practice amps called, adorably, 'Marshas' (a play on the Marshall brand of amps, by far the amp of choice for any rock guitarist - in retrospect, it's a little sexist!) Listen below - my little silly part comes in at the 2:36 mark.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7ysRps-iYA

I also did the voice after the joke ending songs, which are great, Doug wrote little diddies in different styles of music and packaged them as a sort of label promo sampler of different bands, there is a punk song ("...Kick you in the head/Gonna kick you in the head!...) and a country song ("...A man needs a woman/And a woman needs a man to love/Gonna hold on to you/My Midnight Star..."), etc. At the end of all this there is a weird voice I did that says "Look for the record with me on the cover!" When I was recording it, I had a mental block and kept adding 'Just' at the beginning. Doug kept correcting me through the talkback mic (the mic producers and engineers use to talk to artists between takes) and we were all cracking up. For inspiration for the voice, Doug told me to imagine what the voice of one of the artist Mike Scheer's little surreal creatures in his drawings might sound like. It was a hell of a lot of fun. But I was never in Built to Spill! They also used my bass rig on the album Perfect From Now On and Doug borrowed my Fender Jazz Noel Redding edition bass for Keep it Like a Secret as well. I guess I went from contributor to equipment supplier! I was happy to do it, of course.

It can't be overstated how much releasing 'There's Nothing Wrong With Love' put Up on the map, as much as it did for Doug. It was universally well-received and praised by all, and rightly so, I feel. There is nothing else quite like it in all of the BTS catalogue (or frankly anywhere else). It retained the innocence of Farm Days while bringing in stories from childhood that set the stage for the more epic, somewhat more grim lp Perfect From Now On. Listen to Twin Falls, Idaho and then listen to the opening track from PFNO, Randy Described Eternity to see what I am on about.

[And I am gravely remiss here, but I neglected to mention that this LP was produced by the very talented producer, young and up-and-coming Phil Ek, who would go on to produce many fine records, I missed this out of sloppiness? Laziness? Distractedness? Fuck, who knows - Absolutely no offense meant, Brother Phil - more pn Mr. Ek later, I assure you]

 

Built to Spill's 2nd LP, on Up Records

Captiol Hill's Pine Street Scene

Eventually Up Records moved to Capitol Hill on Pine, right on the other side of the block from the apartment I used to live in on Summit. This strip of Pine (from about Boren to Broadway) was quickly becoming the center of a scene as there were hip businesses opening there. There was Linda's Tavern, a cool, dark bar with pool tables and booths, I think it is still there? Also, Bimbo's Bitchin' Burrito Kitchen became a center for many in the music scene, cheap eats, open late, and they had booze (and eventually opened a bar next door). A few of my friends, all musicians, worked at Bimbos. A record store would pop up here, a coffee house there. Bauhaus Coffee, one of my favorite haunts a few years after this time period of which I write, was toward the bottom of the hill of Pine, just before you head downtown.

Bimbos Bitchin' Burrito Kitchen  

Linda's Tavern, Seattle

Meanwhile, back in the world of Violent Green, we went to Reciprocal Studios toward the end of 1994, soon to be bought by Avast! studio owner Stuart Hallerman and producer John Goodmanson, and thus was renamed John & Stu's. Goodmanson would also engineer this very album, that is the album I keep hinting at, the album Eros. I promise I will actually write about it next time. I don't want it to be the old theater writing technique Orson Welles once described, where all the characters mention "Mr. Wu," in reverent tones throughout the play, but the audience never sees him, so that by the time he walks on stage, he has been so built up that his entrance causes 'Ooohs' and 'Ahhhs.' Or hell, maybe I do want that.

It is important to keep in mind when I zero in like this, to one label and one band and a handful of label-mates, whilst all this was going on, that the punk scenes I wrote of in previous entries (see entries #s 28-30) had grown and morphed as well, and, most importantly, were still going strong. Members of the aforementioned bands of our friends, like Whipped, began to play in bands like Decrepit (Guitarist/singer/songwriter Doug Pack of Whipped singing) and Shug (Paula Sen, bass player/singer/songwriter of Whipped playing guitar, songwriting and singing) and most of the bands mentioned in said Seattle punk entries were still at it in '94, bands that had started before Treepeople were still blazing trails, like Olympia's Fitz of Depression (formed 1987).
The Olympia ('Oly') scene was thriving, and it wasn't just K Records bands, there were bands on friendly rival label Kill Rock Stars as well, like one of my favorite bands ever, Unwound, who was relentlessly touring at this time with their new album, also my favorite, 'New Plastic Ideas.' Also on Kill Rock Stars, newly formed in 1994, was Sleater Kinney, who would also capture the attention of the world soon. There was new stuff bubbling, feminist rock movements out of Olympia like riot grrrl were in full bloom, and the whole Pacific Northwest was rising too, like the Portland, Oregon scene, which had bands like Quasi, Pond, Hazel, Crakerbash, Heatmiser (whose member Elliott Smith was quietly crafting brilliant, sad songs of his own that would soon go out into the world) Pink Martini, and so many others, Seattle had  fun punk bands like Gas Huffer featuring legend Tom Price on guitar, who were bouncing around, playing clubs. And dozens and dozens of bands were popping up, sometimes homegrown but mostly reloctaed out-of-towners. Nirvana was still on top (but sharing the limelight with Pearl Jam and Soundgarden and Alice in Chains, the first to break), as you can see, things were exploding in indie rock in the NW, but the reluctant pied piper of the movement, Kurt Cobain...he wasn't doing so well mentally and managing his addictions at the beginning of 1994. 

I remember working at Spot Bagel later when I heard on the radio that Kurt Cobain had almost Od'ed and gone into a coma in Italy in March (incidentally, the day after my 28th birthday). And I remember thinking, "Uh oh," and sort of bookmarking it. And then the woman asked me to spread the butter on the toasted bagel I was preparing for her more lightly, to scrape some off. "I don't even want to know it's there," she said matter-of-factly. 


Next time: A final Treepeople album fueled by Scott Schmaljohn without Doug (a portent of things to come for Scott), Wayne starts playing drums in a cool band called Faintly Macabre, is also recruited into The Halo Benders, our brother Kurt decides it's no longer worth it anymore, rattling the scene, and opening the doors for Ol Death to steal even more people away~~~~                                           
                                 

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Music History Part 37 - New Beginnings ~ Violent Green ~ New record, a label, a new scene, and room to grow

Disclaimer: Memory is a funny thing, and an elusive one. Meaning; I might have some of this wrong, as 1. My memory is not always accurate, like anyone and 2. It is from my perspective only. Any friends  who were there, feel free to correct me or add things I have missed. It helps! Also, no gossip on anyone here, it ain't about that. Personal details are on a surface level, and friends, girlfriends and others are re-named to respect their privacy. People in bands generally put their names out there on albums and in interviews anyway, and are not in the habit of staying anonymous, and therefore are named here. That said, anyone who is in the blog that wishes me not to use their name has only to ask. 

Seattle Years Disclaimer: As I enter the Seattle years in this music blog, the above disclaimer goes double, because so much happened and there are so many details to cover in this 14 year period; so many shows, so many bands, so many friends and so much change in my life. As a result of this and the fact that the four of us who formed Treepeople found ourselves in the midst of a scene which blew up around us and attracted the eyes of the world just 2 years after our arrival, not to mention the 12 years I played music following that, I am bound to, hell, I will forget something.

This means two things: I will be coming back to entries and adding things to them over the months following publication, and, that the part of the above disclaimer where I ask for help from people in keeping me honest and in remembering things is crucial to them. I thank anyone ahead of time who was there, and, those who weren't there who have access to valid info, for helping me to correct errors in dates or chronology. Yes, I have the Internet, but many bands, scenes and things I will cover did not receive the attention I feel that they deserved and thus I will recall them mostly from memory, or rather, memories; mine and those of friends. Also, friends who were in bands which I do not happen to mention, please don't take it personally, just remind me. I have created a monster in undertaking this blog, one which I am determined to ride until the end!

Lastly, as mentioned, this scene gained national attention, and thus, needless to say and as we all know, many bands/people became famous, became rock stars, were/are admired by millions, etc and etc...This makes another part of my original disclaimer even more important. This memoir is intended to tell my story, from my perspective. I have no intention of creating a place where people can seek gossip about famous people, nor is it about 'name-dropping'. I write of my impressions of people, bands, and the Seattle scene from the '90s into the early 2000s. I protect those who are my friends fiercely because a symptom of being known is frequent intrusion into their lives beyond a level that I feel is acceptable. Thank you for indulging me this disclaimer.

A kind of disclaimer on Violent Green entries...In writing about the band Violent Green, at this time I am not in contact with Jenny O'lay, so I am not directly getting input from her, and, one member is no longer alive. In the case of the former, out of respect to O'lay, I am compelled to keep personal details at a high level, and in terms of Drew Quinlan (RIP, Brother), I am not in touch with any of his family to get approval of what I write about concerning him, as I did with my previously passed bandmate, Pat Schmaljohn (and thus felt better in writing about Pat) but I do not have the same access to family in Drew's case, so for that reason, out of respect for Drew and his family, I will also keep details at a high level. I won't make it cold and unpersonal, don't misunderstand me. Our dynamic as people was a huge part of the band. I guess what I am getting at is there are details that will remain private, to meet with high standards I strive to meet on this blog, even more so in light of this lack of input from the former bandmates of which I write. I hope I have achieved these standards. This  also brings up the point I always make, but it is important to reiterate; this is all from my perspective only, and of anyone whom I get input from.

Our odd relationships and their tensions were one with the music, and I think, actually I know, that was a good thing, a necessary ingredient of this band, a band that forever reshaped how I thought about music, both listening to it and making it. I owe that to Drew and Jenny's brilliance and imperfectness, which made me feel okay about my own imperfections, (only to a degree, as my inner, self-critical voice was still in full effect) and it helped me realize that even I held brilliance, in my own way, when I played with them, warts and all. One thing I can confidently say is; we gave a fuck about the music. And that was because this was a highly musical band (most of the people who got what we were doing were musicians themselves) and thus I will focus much of my energy in terms of the VG entries talking about that; the music, it's influences and forms, and how the three of us and what we brought to the band from previous projects and the music we each loved, created, eventually, a rich tapestry. It is worth digging into this world O'lay spun with this bizarre, dark, poppy, goth, folksy punk music from Mars ~ * 

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My other blogs: Short Story Long - (Top of mind, conversational, formal essays, photo essays, etc.) Artwork, Poetry

Chris Takino to the Rescue (again)

I had remained in touch with Chris Takino after leaving Treepeople. He heard Violent Green demos and liked them a lot and enjoyed the live shows, even in their raw, incubating form. I am not sure if he met Jenny through me or not, but they hit it off instantly and had much in common, including the aforementioned hyper-intelligence, an intense interest in film, and very common tastes in music, especially in jazz, as I remember it (both were Charles Mingus lovers and fans of John Cassavetes films, for instance.)

First Violent Green demo cassette - Design by Wayne R. Flower

So Chris decided to start a label and put out a record for us, and just like that, Up! Records was born.

Up! Records logo (I always found it appealing) - Design by Hank Trotter

Steve Fisk was another friend from my days in Treepeople who liked what he heard in the raw elements of what Violent Green was doing, so he was a natural fit to produce us. We were finally recording somewhere other than inside a cube of carpet in a basement straight to cassette! We went to the same studio that Treepeople had recorded at, Avast! Recording Avast! owner Stewart Hallerman (I guess it was a Seattle thing at the time to have an exclamation point in the name of your music related business?) being also a friend who became involved in the life of Violent Green after my time working with him in Treepeople. We were playing some challenging music, and I was, we were, encouraged to have people we respected so highly actually getting what we were doing, and recognizing it as unique and worth working on. It encouraged us to keep at it.

Producer, composer and musician, Steve Fisk

Fisk was a great fit to record Violent Green, as he was a musician who employed weird samples and created dense soundscapes in his solo work (as previously mentioned, he was doing what DJ Shadow became known for far earlier), and he eventually became, in recordings at least, like a 4th member of the band. I will discuss this more later, but I feel that it was the best marriage of a producer and a band than any that has happened in my career (and hell, maybe even one of the best in the Seattle music scene?). It wasn't easy and often got complicated, but it worked. He let us do our thing while gracefully keeping us on task. It can't be overstated how important he was to what we did. Also, I am not sure how he did it, playing part time counselor (ok with us maybe more than part time!) part time studio musician on top of full time producer. We have never discussed it in these terms, but I am certain it wasn't easy. I feel like what we put down was a good representation of where we were at the time, every time we worked together, even during the more in-studio creative process stuff that we couldn't always pull off live. I am jumping ahead, as I do.

First release of Violent Green and Up! Records
Photography by Jennifer Todd - Layout, design, Hank Trotter

The 7 inch, released in 1993, generated a bit of excitement, not because it was, 'ex Some Velvet Sidewalk/Treepeople members' new band...' as that was never a marketing approach we or Chris took (and one neither Jenny or I would have agreed to, anyway.) In my mind, this was a good thing. What we were doing demanded that it be measured exclusively by the musical content, whether the opinion was favorable or that of a reaction to noisy garbage. Either reaction was a success in our eyes. I of course speak more for myself here than for Jenny or Drew. After all, it was Jenny's songs being put out there. But I don't think it was our former 'noteriety' that created the bit of excitement, rather, it was that it was the first release from the first label of Chris Takino, this transplant from LA, a former employee of SST Records, Sub Pop Records and the Seattle music mag, The Rocket, who so quickly became integral to the Seattle music scene, and who was loved by many, and got along famously with most all the local musicians he loved (for the ones he didn't love, he never bothered, and was always honest about his feelings, to some a little cruel, but never 'in-your-face', 'fuck you,' style, always more of a sneer with class, coming from at least, a place of true knowledge.)

Seattle shows, the rise of women musicians...

 

Seattle band 7 Year Bitch on the cover of the local music mag The Rocket

We were playing shows pretty regularly right out of the gate, sometimes within an unlikely line up of hardcore punk bands, whose fans just scratched their heads and nodded because it was so weird and crazy. Most didn't really get it.

Whether consciously or not, Takino was a large contributor toward promoting local women musicians (my opinion is that he just promoted good bands, period, as it should be), like Juned, whose sophomore 7 inch was the second release on Up! after our first and the label's first mentioned above, and we played a couple shows with Adickdid, angst-driven, angular punk influenced rock, as I remember it. Both bands were pretty great live.

First 7 inch and 2nd Up! Records release by the Seattle band Juned

Juned was one of my favorite bands at the time, their style was melancholy rock, kind of indie but with its own driving rhythm. It was indeed a time of Seattle's women musicians rising to be recognized, and as with the male bands, there was endless talent and many different styles of music. There were bands like 7 Year Bitch, who played in your face hard rock that kicked ass live, our friend and former Treepeople benefactor Paula Sen played bass and sang in Shug, a band that pulled indie rock and hardcore together in a way Treepeople never did, also fantastic live. By this time in my music career, having lived in Seattle 4 years playing music actively among so many different kinds of bands, I began to shed my programmed sexism and understand fully that music was not by any means just a man's game (programming that had already been somewhat dismantled by having women music heroes in the Boise band Dirt Fishermen.) I witnessed women all the time who were seasoned, skilled, often professional musicians. They inspired me, and pushed me towards being a feminist. Not a 'feminist male;' A feminist. And they weren't 'women musicians' or 'girl bands'. They were musicians. Bands. Period. This was a time in my life where my maturity, in this area, at least, made leaps. And Violent Green, a band fronted by a small and outspoken lesbian woman, found a niche home in this scene.

Being in this band also challenged my perceptions of homosexuality and bisexuality and exposed me to people who viewed the world entirely differently than I. We played a few lesbian bars, such as The Easy, which were numerous at the time. Not as numerous as gay male bars, but still formidable, as there is a large lesbian and bisexual community in Seattle, and it was the beginning of a time when people's overall sexual orientation and gender identity was becoming more and more fluid and dynamic. Seattle, in this regard, was years ahead of the nation.  

Sexuality was also a part of what Violent Green was about, though not consciously. The 3 of us were fairly young and attractive, and our fans, identity wise, ranged through every sexual orientation, gender identity and in between. Takino once referred to us as the 'sexy band' in Seattle, which of course made us laugh. But there was sexual tension, as there is in everything, in what we did and how it was received. Need I say anymore that this is my opinion? Let's leave that aside for good, right here. You KNOW this is ALL my opinion. I become too self-conscious at times... 

Left to right: Wayne Flower, Jenny O'lay, Drew Quinlan (RIP, Brother), AKA, Violent Green (Note: This photo is a bit ahead of the current blog timeline, it was taken probably in 1994)

The 'major label feeding frenzy' was in full effect at this time in Seattle (and by extension, other metropolitan music scenes.) By this time Pearl Jam had been around for a couple years and were the most well-known band, with the seminal band Soundgarden right behind them, building fame in their way, while the first band to really break, Alice in Chains, was still selling out stadiums. There were some decent bands and there were some, to put it frankly, fucking awful bands, many of whom were getting signed right and left. Violent Green even got a glance from MCA Records (which of course nothing came of.) But labels got what we were doing even less than the listeners! We were fortunate to have Takino in our corner. I am not sure we would have made the light of day without him (as far as I know, to this day, the records haven't even paid their own costs off at this writing, 2018!)

The music climate of 1992/93

Nationally, bands like Guns n' Roses were still selling out concerts and played regularly on the radio, hip hop had representation on the charts in Seattle, with Sir Mix-a-Lot, who had achieved fame that year with his song 'Baby Got Back' (a tune I don't think would fly today!) and Madonna, Michael Jackson, and Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston still had hit songs while bands once known as 'New Wave' outliers like U2 were selling out stadiums. It was a time when music was trying to figure itself out, it seemed. Violent Green could exist here, not everyone got it as mentioned, and as mentioned, we did our own thing, like a challenging jazz band hovering on the edges of traditional jazz. Jenny's songwriting became even more prolific, and even more honed into a specific sound, one less playful than the previous country and folk influenced songs tinged with goth. The goth took more of a place in the driver's seat, with maybe a dash of early, punky Nirvana, inevitably the comparison was made as Jenny was almost a female Kurt Cobain; small, crafting songs and letting out a primal scream of a voice that seemed to come from the very spirit of human pain and suffering itself. 

While indie rock was primarily still played on college radio, some bands were starting to crossover to mainstream radio, like Smashing Pumpkins, who started the same year as Treepeople, paving the way for many bands, even short-lived ones like Presidents of the United States of America (a Seattle band) but of course, their way had been paved by more accessible bands like The Smiths, The Cure, and so on. The 'grunge' thing and successful Seattle bands like Pearl Jam also unfortunately gave rise to bands like Creed. They can't all be great. Stone Temple Pilots ain't half bad (who formed the year after Treepeople.) It was hit and miss, like I said, music was trying to figure itself out again, post Nirvana and post 'Grunge.' This is all off the top of my head cross-referencing here, with a little research of the music at the time thrown in, and admittedly there are gaps.

Trying to pin Jello to the wall, or, Trying to categorize Violent Green

A debt was also owed to bands like the seminal NYC band Television, who were still putting out great music just under the radar in 1992, like the song making the rounds on college radio then, 'Call Mr. Lee'. Television was a big influence on Jenny's songwriting and people often compared Violent Green to them. I don't completely hear it, but obviously I am too close to the music to properly judge. Some people also said we sounded like Minutemen, and if you have been reading this blog, you know that should have made me proud, but again, I don't hear it, except in my bass playing style, which was inevitably influenced by Minutemen's Mike Watt. Hell, people said we sounded like the band Come, a band I loved and saw live a couple times, but that was really just because they were also fronted by a strong little woman with a big, androgynous voice. I think it is safe to say that we were hard to peg!

 

Television, undoubtedly an influence on Violent Green

I do believe I have reached the end of this entry. Next up over the next couple entries, Violent Green plays shows wherever they are welcome, checking in on where Treepeople was at the time, recording Eros, the album that altered the direction of Violent Green forever, recorded during romantic transitions for every member and the producer. We cut a dark slice of heartache and anger, incorporating a musical element that would, eventually, take over much of the music of Violent Green, that of digital sampling.