Speaks Louder Than Words is the
podcast I produce and edit. Strangely, I've never really felt the
need to mention it on Some Call It Noise before as, in my head at
least, the two have always been very separate. The podcast is part of
my work life. It's produced for Warner/Chappell Music and deals
solely with Warner/Chappell artists and writers. The blog on the
other hand is a personal thing, about music that is important to me
regardless of where it comes from. The reason that I'm sharing the
podcast on Some Call It Noise now is because this latest episode
(which includes one of my rare appearances in front of the
microphone) is one of the closest the subject matter has come to
crossing over.
My first
encounter with Seaweed came about during a period in my musical taste
that is by no means individual to me. Since Nirvana's Nevermind
became a touchstone of modern music in 1991, it seems almost every
teenager with a passing interest in rock, goes through a phase of
listening primarily to grunge. Nirvana's influence is so lasting that
kids that never even shared a planet with Kurt Cobain are still
wearing t-shirts with his face on. I for one made sure I had all
their albums and singles and any bootlegs I could get my hands on.
This, of course, failed to satisfy the record collector in me and as
I looked further into Nirvana's history I decided to pick up any
records I could find by other bands on the Sub Pop label (Nirvana's
first home). Amongst 7 inches by Gas Huffer and B-sides collections
by Mudhoney, I found Seaweed's single Bill.
