Most Of It Was Crap

The noisemakers and the party hats are on their way to the landfill and the fizz of champagne has been replaced with that of Alka-Seltzer. But No Ugly Babies isn't quite ready to let '98 slip away unmolested. Despite what you may have read elsewhere, there was good music to be found all year, if you were willing to hunt and peck and scavenge and plunder and hassle record store clerks.

The sad fact of the matter is that mainstream popular music (i.e., almost anything you see or hear on radio or television) has hit rock bottom. The average 15-year-old was buying Nirvana five years ago. Now it's the Big Bad Voodoo Poppin' Orchestra. Bands have resorted to naming themselves by attaching a meaningless number to a random noun. Records made by children are selling in the millions. It's a mess, people. But you don't have to take it.

None of the records we're about to heap (and in some cases, re-heap) praise on are rare, obscure or hard to find. They're simply hanging out in the racks, waiting to be discovered. Hoard the last of that Christmas money and give one of them a chance. And while you're at it, raise your glass one last time to the pomp and pageantry of…

THE NO UGLY BABIES BIG-ASS YEAR-END SALUTE (!)

Herein lies the following retrospectives:

  • Lane's Favorite Records of 1998
  • Why I Would Give My Left Testicle To Never Go Through Another 1998
  • Predictions for 1999

    Lane's Favorite Records of 1998

    Overcome By Happiness cover 1. Pernice Brothers - Overcome By Happiness (Sub Pop). A sleeper to be sure, this disc slunk into record stores not with hype or flash but with lush, understated popcraft. More than just unobtrusive hangover fare, Overcome delivers nearly-sinister hooks and zesty string-enhanced arrangements with a deep core of disillusionment and lyrical zingers that aren't nice at all. (Reviewed in NUB #1.)

    Key track: "Dimmest Star"

    Waved Out cover 2. Robert Pollard - Waved Out (Matador). You wouldn't believe how long it took us to warm up to this one. What initially seemed like a brittle, half-finished set of songs turned out to be a puzzle that revealed itself bit by satisfying bit. All the Pollard touchstones are covered (pure pop, chirpy almost-prog, anthemic rock, pastoral psychedelia, angular post-punk) and condensed into a mix that draws on the potential of the earliest, darkest Guided by Voices material and infuses it with an otherworldly, highly specific weirdness. Plus, the lyrics are heartfelt, topical, haunting - probably Pollard's best ever. How could we have doubted? Long live Bob. (Reviewed in NUB #1.)

    Key track: "Make Use"

    Aeroplane cover 3. Neutral Milk Hotel - In The Aeroplane Over The Sea (Merge). Jeff Mangum read The Diary of Anne Frank, freaked out, cried for three days, dreamt of going back in a time machine to save her, and out came this. A proud, well-constructed record that begs to be listened to from beginning to end, Aeroplane employs a bizarre mix of instruments (acoustic guitar, horns, fuzz bass, synths, and the unforgettable singing saw) to cosmos-rippling effect. Mangum - overtaken with spiritual, sexual, and otherwise feverish imagery - sings his heart out. This could set the standard for sonic invention and emotional power for years to come.

    Key track: "Ghost/Untitled"

    Navy Blues cover 4. Sloan - Navy Blues (Murderrecords). If, say, the Dave Matthews Band are an oatmeal-colored sport utility vehicle headed for the mall, Sloan are a shit-brown '78 Chevy van with empty beer cans rattling in the floorboard headed for someone's basement. I did buy Navy Blues in a mall, though. See NUB #1 for more Sloan hyperbole.

    Key track: "She Says What She Means"

    Mermaid Ave. cover 5. Billy Bragg and Wilco - Mermaid Avenue (Elektra). Bragg's foghorn intensity and Wilco's graceful roots underpinnings expertly realized Woody Guthrie's in-no-way-dated lyrics. Mermaid also goes a long way in establishing rasping Wilco frontman Jeff Tweedy as one of the finest song interpreters of his generation. A song for every mood, every day.

    Key track: "One By One"

    And 5 more…

    6. Richard Buckner - Since (MCA).
    7. Grant Lee Buffalo - Jubilee (Reprise).
    8. Elliot Smith - XO (Dreamworks).
    9. Liquor Giants - Every Other Day At A Time (Matador).
    10. Son Volt - Wide Swing Tremolo (Warner Bros.).

    Bubbling under:
    Rufus Wainwright - self-titled
    Velvet Goldmine soundtrack
    Eels - Electro-Shock Blues
    Cadmium Orange - Rocket Pole
    Beck - Mutations
    Liz Phair - Whitechocolatespaceegg


    While you're still toasting the year that was, sit back and let NUB Publisher Brandon Grimes tell you ...

    Why I Would Give My Left Testicle
    To Never Go Through Another 1998

    "... it was the worst of times."
    --Charles Dickens

    ma-laise - n. 1. a condition of general bodily weakness or discomfort, often marking the onset
    of a disease. 2. an unfocused feeling of mental uneasiness or discomfort.

    When he was running for re-election in 1980, former President Jimmy Carter was ridiculed far and wide for his comment about our "national malaise" - as well he should have been. After all, he was only almost 20 years too early in his prognosis.

    1998 was doomed from the start, wasn't it? Never mind the consequences of the year from a personal point of view (for a short time, minor tragedies replaced Furby dolls as the hot item of '98); this isn't the proper forum for such talk, and besides, those who know me personally tired long ago of it.

    As it is, though, malaise crept back into our lives sometime over the course of 1998, and the sad thing is, most of us don't even know it. We'll call it an end- of-millennium malaise (and that's the last time I'll use that word in this article), and nowhere is it more evident than in mainstream popular music.

    1998 saw new releases from R.E.M. and Hole, million-sellers in their heyday (which was, ironically, not that long ago when you think about it). Both records were roundly dismissed by those of us here at No Ugly Babies (check out our archives for reviews of both in case you missed them the first time around), and apparently, the record-buying public agreed, as Up and Celebrity Skin barely caused a blip on the Soundscan radar.

    What did the public buy instead? It seemed to have an affection for soulless corporate rock (Matchbox 20, Third Eye Blind, Creed), hip-hop (the death knell for which has rang unanswered multiple times over the last couple of years), inane soundtracks (Titanic, Armageddon, and City of Angels all scored big in '98 - why???), and New Country (check out the hot albums of '98 and you'll find records from Garth Brooks, Shania Twain, and LeAnn Rimes littering the top 15. To paraphrase Cliff Poncier from the movie "Singles": "Where is the Merle Haggard of our time? Where's the Willie Nelson? Where's the Hank Williams, Jr.?"). It's a sad state of affairs, indeed.

    And singles? Puh-leez. Mainstream radio has turned into a wasteland - so much that I almost want to cringe when we here at NUB use the term "radio-ready" to describe a really catchy tune. College radio and community radio seem to be the only places where a person can hear meaningful music these days. But they don't really count, only because there's no money to be made there.

    Still, before I finally flush 1998 down the crapper, there were some albums from the year that are worthy of taking into 1999. In addition to Sloan, Robert Pollard and Neutral Milk Hotel (all capsulized above), my other favorite albums of the year were:

    whitechocolate cover

  • Liz Phair - Whitechocolatespaceegg (Matador) It's madness that she's not a superstar by now. Madness, I tell you. Phair's first new album in what seems like decades (was it really in this decade that she was an indie-rock darling?) showed a maturity that was a pleasant surprise. Gone is the "Flower" girl of her Exile In Guyville days; in her stead now is a young woman whose music and philosophy has been tempered by motherhood and marriage - and she can still write a pop hook like you'd never believe.

  • Cadmium Orange - Rocket Pole (self-released) (Reviewed in this issue.) The fact that they chose to put their two mini-operas on one disc was gutsy. The fact that they pull both of them off with the greatest of ease is incredible. Rockathon, are you listening?

    And so we finally say a "good riddance" to 1998 - it was one New Year's baby that should have been aborted at the start.


    We would be remiss if we didn't start off the New Year with a 365-day forecast - so delve into these ...

    Predictions for 1999:

    I had to pawn my crystal ball in 1998, so to assist me in seeing into the not-so-distant future, I've acquired the services of that time-consuming toy of yore, Magic 8-Ball.

    pollard photo 1. Music, Pt. I: In 1999, a band with a large underground following (and unrecognizable to the average music fan) will burst into the mainstream with a new record in about May or so. This "overnight" sensation will be likened to the sudden rise in popularity of the Barenaked Ladies in 1998, and like BNL, the new album will go #1 on the Billboard charts, likely in its first week of release. CNN will do a four-minute feature on the band and run it every 30 minutes in the entertainment segment of Headline News. Are you ready for your closeup, Robert Pollard? (Photo courtesy of Magnet magazine)

    magic 8-ball

    Magic 8-Ball says:

  • Will Guided by Voices become outrageously popular in 1999? Ask again later.
  • Will GbV's new record go straight to Number One? Most likely.

    Bob Hope 2. Celebrity Death Watch: I won't be so macabre as to peg people likely to die in 1999, but I will go on the record saying: The World's Oldest Living Human Being, Bob Hope, is getting up there in years. It'll be a little shaky at times, but he'll live to see the new millennium (that is, if you count the new millennium to start on Jan. 1, 2000). (Photo courtesy of www.bobhope.com)

    magic 8-ball

    Magic 8-Ball says:

  • Will Bob Hope make it to 2000? It is certain.
  • Will he be funny then? Very doubtful.

    Prince3. Music, Pt. II: Prince was wrong when he proclaimed in 1982, "The sky is all purple, there were people running everywhere" in his "1999". But then again, it was hard to see this far into the future from then - after all, we didn't have the Internet - so I'll cut him some slack. Still, I was sick of the song then, and I'm sick of it now, and I foresee some very dire consequences ... (Photo courtesy of www.imusic.com)

    magic 8-ball

    Magic 8-Ball says:

  • Will there be deaths attributed to the overplaying of "1999" this year? Very doubtful.
  • OK, will the song at least be the Number One song at year's end? It is certain.
  • And when it does, will there be deaths attributed to this last bit of '80s retro, a scourge within itself? My reply is no.
  • OK, will Guided by Voices become outrageously popular in 1999? Ask again later.

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