The New Year
The New Year may be the only band with roots in Texas with a guitarist named Bubba which contains no twang of any kind. They didn't need to do it to win me over, but they have written if not the only, then definitely the finest ode to gasoline ever composed. "Gasoline, I like the way you smell...Gasoline, you're more than a finished product". I for one really do like the way gasoline smells - which incidentally was probably partially responsible for my pursuing a chemical engineering degree. But that has nothing to do with why I like the New Year. You see, from 1992-1998, there was this other band called Bedhead of which I was quite enamored because of their complex, yet delicate intertwining guitar melodies, and use of interesting time signatures.
I like the New Year because the founding members of Bedhead, the brothers Kadane (Matt and Bubba) picked up where their previous band left off - keeping the neat guitar interplay, the use of intriguing time signatures (most of their songs are either in 3/4 or 5/4). Interestingly, chemical engineering kept me away from Bedhead in college when a rheometer gone horribly awry made me miss them opening for Jawbox - but chem.e appears to be drawing me back, at least in part, to the New Year. Trivia tidbit: in their debut show in NYC a few years ago, Mike D from the Beastie Boys supposedly joined them on bass.
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