While many of the songs on GodWeenSatan are entertaining just as pure suburban teen balderdash, there are standouts that hint at great things to come. It’s a little weird to hear a decidedly grown-up Ween blast out a note-perfect rendition of their adolescent greatest hits, but no weirder, I suppose, than Metallica trotting out the pimply thrashers they wrote as high schoolers at every live show. The spirit Deaner was talking about is the raw, funny and offhandedly tuneful juvenilia of the original GodWeenSatan – from the spurned prom date metal blast of “You Fucked Up” to the mellow acoustic bong fog of “Puffy Cloud” – delivered by a tight and talented live act at the top of their game. “e were able to conjure up the spirit we had when we originally wrote these songs – some dating back to 1985,” Melchiondo added. The band “didn’t know whether to cancel the gig or not, but ultimately decided that we shouldn’t let the tragedy affect our plans,” said Ween guitarist and co-founder Mickey Melchiondo, aka Dean Ween. The show was meant to promote the album’s re-issue on Sept. 14, 2001, the performance is a high-energy, no-filler march through Ween’s first major label release – GodWeenSatan: The Oneness (1990). Recorded on 24-track at the band’s local bar in New Hope, Pa. Ween captures the desperate, unhinged and strangely celebratory feeling of those first days following 9/11 on their sixth live album, GodWeenSatan Live. We cried and laughed and hugged one another. Then, as the night wore on, the atmosphere changed.
Shock, anger and sadness swept in waves through the room as the horror of the situation continued to mount. was under attack, the pub was filled with many of the city’s foreign residents. By the time the towers had fallen and it became clear that the U.S. We cut our game short and headed to the local pub to watch CNN and get the whole story. News started coming in that something had happened to the World Trade Center.
At the time, I found it hilarious to tell bowling lane employees that my name was “Loose Stools.” I’m a Ween fan, you see.
Gary sounds about the same as “下痢 (geri),” or diarrhea in Japanese. I had told the man at the counter my name was Gary, and that was the name up on the score-tracking screen over our lane. (As Deaner's liner notes point out, "The 8-piece band sounded like a 747 landing on your house.") Far more effective in capturing the life-altering genius of the Ween live show than the earlier Paintin' the Town Brown collection, the disc divides evenly between 12 Golden Country Greats Material (including "Japanese Cowboy" complete with "Chariots of Fire" coda and an epic set-closing "Fluffy") and fan favorites (i.e., "Push th' Little Daisies" and "Buenas Tardes Amigo"), culminating in a rendition of Billy Joel's "Piano Man" complete with the new chorus, "Sing us a song, you're the piano man/Put some coke on my dick tonight." F*ck yeah.Where were you on September 11, 2001? I was bowling with friends in Asahikawa, Japan – way up north, a stone’s throw from Russia. Backed by the Shit Creek Boys - a group of veteran Nashville session men led by pianist Bobby Ogdin - the tour in question was perhaps the apotheosis of the live Ween experience: Ogdin's countrified arrangements breathed new life into chestnuts like "Doctor Rock" and "What Deaner Was Talkin' About," and the Jack Daniels-fueled interplay between Deaner and Gener with the aging Nashville cats was pure magic.
Ween live in toronto series#
The first in a projected series of Dick's Picks-styled archival live recordings on Ween's own Chocodog label, Live in Toronto Canada documents an October 23, 1996, date in support of the now-classic 12 Golden Country Greats.
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