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Trashcan Sinatras
The easiest way to say what you mean is to just say it. The Trashcan Sinatras's 1989 debut album, Cake, is better than anything The Smiths or My Bloody Valentine ever put out. Dogg! I just cold-dissed Morrissey! I just busted up Kevin Shields! I just pissed off every thirty-something, Diesel jeans-wearing, slightly overweight, balding, bespectacled man in Park Slope! The truth hurts, doesn't it?
Within the whole late-80's/early-90's brit-pop shoegazing scene, The Trashcan Sinatras (originating with Frank Reader, vocals/guitar; John Douglas and Paul Livingston, guitar; George McDaid, bass; and Stephen Douglas, drums) were clearly the most underrated band of the bunch. They were so underrated that they were without a U.S. record deal for eight years. Eight years! And this is after coming out with not one, but two, brilliant albums.
1993's I've Seen Everything should have guaranteed The Trashcans a place on jukeboxes around the world. But for some reason it just didn't happen for these guys. It didn't help that their label, Go Discs!, imploded. In 1996 they released A Happy Pocket, but it was only available overseas. What a shame the good old Yanks never got to hear one of the most perfect pop songs in years ("The Safecracker").
If this fawning sounds like hyperbole, it isn't meant to. Quite frankly, Mr. Shankly, The Trashcan Sinatras are the greatest and most influential artists ever seen in the history of our, or any, culture. I'm not joking. Dostoyevsky couldn't hold Frank Reader's jock strap.
Within the whole late-80's/early-90's brit-pop shoegazing scene, The Trashcan Sinatras (originating with Frank Reader, vocals/guitar; John Douglas and Paul Livingston, guitar; George McDaid, bass; and Stephen Douglas, drums) were clearly the most underrated band of the bunch. They were so underrated that they were without a U.S. record deal for eight years. Eight years! And this is after coming out with not one, but two, brilliant albums.
1993's I've Seen Everything should have guaranteed The Trashcans a place on jukeboxes around the world. But for some reason it just didn't happen for these guys. It didn't help that their label, Go Discs!, imploded. In 1996 they released A Happy Pocket, but it was only available overseas. What a shame the good old Yanks never got to hear one of the most perfect pop songs in years ("The Safecracker").
If this fawning sounds like hyperbole, it isn't meant to. Quite frankly, Mr. Shankly, The Trashcan Sinatras are the greatest and most influential artists ever seen in the history of our, or any, culture. I'm not joking. Dostoyevsky couldn't hold Frank Reader's jock strap.
Published February 02, 2005
