Kyle Motor wrote:Back on track (maybe?). A band that valiantly failed to save rock'n'roll and went down grinning.
Context: Imagine if you will, a band being formed in Minneapolis the middle of the "grunge"/alterna-boom of the mid-90s. Eschewing all popular trends of the time, they play catchy, brazen, and sometimes bizarre high-volume rock'n'roll at its most cartoonish. They tour, open for some big names. They release an unprecedented TWO major-label flop albums (with a self-released one in between, all are pretty damn good). They pull stunts constantly: play a full-volume impromptu concert on the back of a flat-bed truck at a downtown Minneapolis post office to coincide with the tax day deadline; hire a helicopter pilot to dump Flipp-O's (generic Fruit Loop cereal) on the crowd while they played an outdoor festival; get banned from the city of Milwaukee for tossing beers to underagers from their Summerfest stage; held contests where the winners got to have the band come to your garage and play a concert to your entire neighborhood, etc.
I give you Flipp. They are on my mind as they just posted their rare Cereal Box EP (originally packaged in a small box of Flipp-Os).
I saw this band play many times, I wish I could have seen them more. No matter how small the venue, they brought an arsenal of gear to let you visually know they were not fucking around.....a back-lined wall of Kustom amplifiers, all with padded-Naugahyde covering, in every color of the rainbow, half of them filled with triggered lights.
The recordings never really do justice to a band that was ultimately pure rock'n'roll. Loud, hooky, offensive (but only if you took offense), smart enough to do dumb shit and get away with it, endlessly energetic, and above all pure unadulterated FUN.
There's been a Flipp superfan posting volumes of crap on facebook causing me to having a serious Flipp relapse:
Here, because Porn Section: