Dead On Stage: A Eulogy for Hostage Calm
by Adrienne Fisher, edited by Erik van Rheenen
My 50th Hostage Calm show was supposed to be yesterday, Wednesday, October 8 2014.
In 2009, when I was 22 years old, I began to fall back in love with punk. I’d spent most of my college years on the outskirts of the scene I’d once loved, paying little attention to the neon craze and moderate attention to the legacy acts. But when newer bands began to bubble up and buzz through the comment boxes on AbsolutePunk, I dove straight back into the scene, hungry to find something that I wasn’t even sure I had been missing. I began to re-contextualize music and the community in which I’d always found comfort in the greater perspective of my life - and what I slowly started to realize, in those first fleeting moments where the idea of “Defend Pop Punk” was an actual mantra and not a goddamn joke, was that the people making the same kind of music that shaped and informed my formative years were now my peers. We’d come up through the same generational roadblocks, loved the same records as teenagers, and now were coping with the stagnation of contemporary life in the same ways - and the levels on which I found myself connecting to this new generation were more profound than even the emotional tumult of adolescence that colored my connection to music when I was a kid.
On December 23, 2010, I tweeted:
so @HostageCalm is saving my life today. prob because they are 1 band to which i have not yet attached devastating emotional associations.
Well, that sure jinxed it.
The problem here is that too many in the tech press seem to have forgotten that we’re engaged in a specific kind of storytelling called “journalism”. The willing suspension of disbelief isn’t meant to be a key feature.
- me on my deathbed: i just have one more thing 2 say before i die
- everyone: what is it
- me: the kardashians just love each other so much like no matter what anyone says they always have each others backs and remember when rob didn't go to kims wedding because he was feeling self conscious and she wasnt even mad she was just sad for him like how sweet is that
- everyone: are u serio-
- me: kardashians 4 life
- me: [dies]
From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people.
I’m thinking today is a day for new beginnings. Coming to terms with the past and living for the future. Letting go of then, and holding onto now. I’m really really proud of this one. Spent a year writing it. And 4 days recording it (exactly one year after the passing of my Father, Big Butch). My buddy Ryan Adams produced it at his Pax Am studios and we had some of our buddies come lend some vocal and instrumental love as well (Johnny Depp, Mike Viola, Bob Mould, and others). All live. All to an old tape machine. No computers. No fixes. Just music. I think I like this one a lot.
Here’s to coming to terms with your ghosts, taking what scares you the most.. And turning it into something real. So I’m welcoming to the world, a new album called Afraid of Ghosts….
1. Afraid Of Ghosts
2. I Love You
3. Chrissie Hynde
4. Still Drunk
5. How Are Things, Love
6. Bed On Fire
8. Autumn Leaves
9. Father’s Day
10. The Dark
Afraid of Ghosts comes out on February 3rd on Dangerbird Records in the US and Lojinx in the UK/Europe. More songs will be released periodically (so you don’t have to wait until February for it all), and I’ll also be playing a handful of these songs out on the Ryan dates.
For now, you can pre-order the album on iTunes for $7.99 and get an instant download of “Chrissie Hynde.” UK/Euro iTunes pre-order will be available tomorrow.
first band t shirt i ever bought was a sublime shirt, i cant even listen to it objectively, like i dunno that many other ppl who like sublime so maybe its not good but damn i will just always love this band
Used to go sing santeria in my dads car to practice singing secretely and one time the mail man caught me but he was nice about it
yo if you’re ashamed of a band you still love just because some fucking idiots elsewhere like them, you’re going to deprive yourself a lot of joy in life, and Sublime, despite what anyone says, made some beautiful music.
Sublime are like Jesus. The problem isn’t the message, it’s the fan club.
in other news ap mentioned that one of the songs off of set it off’s new album is “marred by misogyny” and that’s pissing me off a bit but ya know
That makes me sad to hear cause set it off are not mysoginists! They’re the sweetest guys ever! I hate reading that kinda stuff about my pals. (Still love you ap tho)
this is something I’ll probably have more to say about in a couple weeks, if someone reminds me. I wish I’d had a way to dig more into this topic, but it didn’t really fit, spacewise or thematically (along with so much else).