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I only got to see Flying Saucer play once--at a Homestead Records showcase at the New Music Seminar (or was it CMJ? I think it was NMS) in the summer of 1991, at the old Knitting Factory. They played so late that I might've been hallucinating from sleepiness for part of their set, but I was incredibly impressed: simple-and-clean songs in the Velvets/Modern Lovers vein (similar guitar sound, too), with an amazing singer, Yasmin Kuhn. They never released a full album, and I only know of nine songs that they recorded--two four-song EPs, plus a song called "Do It" that was originally going to appear on the Soluble Fish compilation Homestead put out and ended up on the Sympathy for Count Pococurante, vol. 1 compilation that I put out.

Yasmin sang most of Flying Saucer's songs, but guitarist Jeff Kryvicky sang lead on "Plastic Fruit" (MP3) from their Homestead EP. (Thanks to him for permission to post this song.) Jeff and drummer Torry Colichio later played in Kickstand, and Yasmin went on to Cobalt, both of which released albums on Queenie Records. I actually played bass with Yasmin and Torry in a very short-lived lineup of Cobalt--like, four hours or so--that appeared on Teenbeat 100.

(On the same bill at the Knitting Factory that night 13 1/2 years ago, if memory serves: Bastro, who've got a live album from that time period coming out on Blue Chopsticks shortly, as well as a reissue of all of their studio recordings from Drag City--I remember asking David Grubbs that night what the hell "Recidivist" was supposed to be about, and him telling me it was inspired by hearing that Ireland has no snakes or rabies. Also Sebadoh, who were a duo that night, augmented for two songs by some random person they'd pulled out of the audience to play drums.)

Unrelatedly: Heidi is dead-on about The New Smithsonian Book of Comic Book Stories--maybe the worst anthology of previously published comics I've ever seen, and the weird thing about that is that so much of what it's excerpting is great. But part of the problem is that it relies heavily on excerpts: Watchmen #6, out of context, isn't going to do anyone any good, and neither are teeny little stories by the Hernandez brothers. I can't imagine anyone coming to this stuff for the first time through the Smithsonian book wanting to see more. Also, the '60s Marvel stories (and an Enemy Ace story, of all things) are badly out of place in the context of art-comics--the Spider-Man story the book reprints includes a very famous sequence (the one where he's trapped under a big machine), but it's just sort of plopped down as a totem of pre-underground superhero comics without even the parts of the story leading up to it. It's like representing all of black-and-white film with the scene with Charles Foster Kane playing in the snow. Right, but...

Also unrelatedly: panix.com is fully functional again (and panix.net is about to go away), so anyone reading this who uses that address for me can go back to the status quo.

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