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And to think, I used to love this band.
Not that one appearance on a bad television show is a deal breaker—the Flaming Lips have made a career of their performance at the Peach Pit After Dark (“I’ve never been a big fan of alternative music, but these guys rock the house!”)—but Alkaline Trio’s particularly soulless “recording session” on the “reality show” The Hills just makes my skin crawl.
I’d type more, but I have to meet Lauren at sushi.
Oh, wait, I have to meet Heidi.
No, no, I mean Whitney.
It’s very confusing, these emotionally vacant O.C. girls all look the same to me.
Dude, I have never loved that band, but it still makes me cringe.
i'm not much of an alkaline trio fan, but i'm hella on team heidi.
Audrina is the orange one.
Watching that taints the memories of being 19, listening to 97's, and wanting to end my liver.
Cast your mind...
It's 1997 or 1998, Mike Park is standing next to me at the Asian Man records merch table at the first Ska vs. Racism show in Casper Wyoming. I flip out as he's one of my DIY heroes so, to strike up a conversation I ask him what's the best record you've put out to date and I'll buy it. He gives me the Alkaline Trio fist cd/ep, I listened to it non stop till Goddamnit finally came out later that year. And the rest is mall core history.
Seriously. Wtf happened to that band?