Meat Puppets Review
The Cover of "Sewn Together"
I have a terrific memory for some visual things. It is especially keen when it has to do with music and my experience in seeking and finding it. Band names in the gritty papers that my Dad and I would pick up around town leap off the page — they still do. Smashing Pumpkins. Big Daddy Meat Straw. The Cherry Poppin’ Daddies. Meat Puppets. All of these arose from the sidebars and gave my youthful imagination vivid pictures. When I finally went to see Big Daddy Meat Straw in concert, they were as outlandish as their name, a sort of Gwar cum Flaming Lips show with blood covered stuffed animals raining in from the stage. My friend (a future double PHD) dove all over the slick, filthy La Luna floor in search of a decipitated kitten.
At fifteen, being hit with a debased bunny is the essence of rock.
Years later I need a Google search and the navigation between pages to see if Big Daddy Meat Straw is still around. However, I seek the return of the Meat Puppets. While Sewn Together isn’t a exactly a return to the doe-eyed halcyon days of II or Too High To Die (albums with permanent places in my rotation) it is has an affectionate place in the band’s vast, serrindipitous catalog. I do not dive all over the floor anymore. I do, however, boast of the good works.
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Posted: September 15th, 2009 under Music Reviews.