The Breeders may be my favorite band. I saw them in 1993 in Dayton, Ohio, and then at the 9:30 Club and the Black Cat about 5-6 years ago. I think Title TK is an under appreciated album, especially this song. Like the Unicorns, they seem to be chaotic, but everything, every strange note, is purposeful. I'd like to write a poem like a Breeders' song, that is ramshackle, threatening to fall apart, but is still the best thing you've ever heard. The Breeders have taught me to write for wrong "notes", to follow mistakes, to realize that the disjointed is wonderful. Enjoy!
Breeders -- Huffer
Order The Art of Dissolving