I reviewed The Mother Hips’ latest release Pacific Dust and declared them the most underrated band of the last 20 years. I have been a fan of these guys since 95′s Part-Timer Goes Full, so when I heard Oz booked the session, I rearranged (i.e. blew off) a meeting in the real world and was primed to meet them in studio.
Tweedy, James or Malkmus could have walked through Shirk’s door and I wouldn’t have been any more excited. As the usual small talk commenced, I started rattling off all of the Hips shows I’ve seen over the years before realizing that I sounded a bit like a stalker. I somehow composed myself as Tim Bluhm, Greg Loiacono and the boys geared things up. What transpired over the next forty minutes was just jaw dropping.
We’ve had our share of great bands come through Shirk’s studio in Chicago, but this was one of my favorites of all time blasting through a mini-private concert. And when people ask me why I let my music obsession consume so much of my time…well, here you have it.
Video: The Mother Hips – White Falcon Fuzz (performed live in Chicago at Shirk Music + Sound)