Last week I mentioned The Vertebrats' unbeatable Left in the Dark was in My Top Fitty but I couldn't find it on Spotify. Here's a few thoughts on how much the song means to someone of my age:
It's hard to explain how much Left in the Dark means to me. As a young buck I of course heard the Replacements mangle it on The Shit Hits the Fans,
and DT and the Shakes covered it on their first LP a few years later.
By the time I finally heard the original as a 19 year old, it already
had some sanctified rare-air status that somehow was the annex of the
four corners of punk, post-punk, bubblegum, and post-punk bubblegum. I
knew the name of the song, and the name of the band, but, like everybody
else, didn't really know or care about anything else about the band
itself. Meanwhile, it seems as if every band that was around from
1980-1989 covered the song at least once (owed mostly probably to the Replacements.)
About 10 years ago THE GNAT, after spotting his name in some
Wilco message board, hooked me up with Ken Draznik, the writer of the
song, and like a star-struck fan I emailed him. And of course I told him
how much I loved his band, what that song meant, about the inordinate
number of musical doors those three minutes somehow opened to me, it was
the first song I learned how to play blah blah blah. And, incredibly,
he wrote me back. First of all, I was shocked to learn that, according
to his email address, he worked for Riddell Sports. I don't know what I
thought; I guess I pictured that whoever had written such a (seemingly) famous song spent his time in pubs doing interviews with Kurt Loder and shagging chicks. Or whatever.
Anyway, not only did he email me, but he MAILED me cassette tapes of the
Vertebrats catalog, PLUS demos he had been working on. We were email
buddies for awhile...then I sent him a Happy Scene ep + a tape of MY
demos, and the correspondence "mysteriously" stopped there. Hmm.
But that even seems right; it appears that once every coupla years the
Vertebrats "reunite" to give the fans what they want. But as awesome as
that is (mostly, letting people who came of age in the very early 80's a chance to relvie some memories),
the fact is that long after Ken's gone, and the Vertebrats are gone,
and 100 years from now, that fucking song will roll on. It is what's
best about rock 'n roll: it's insistence that it's about you, by you,
and for you. Martians will land here and walk into a bar, and someone
will be doing a cover of Left in the Dark. Bank on it.
Rock on, people. Forever.
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