Gimme Smut

 

This is a follow up from the previous post from four days ago...

 


 Blood, Smut and Tears (1993)


The first full length by the band that was called Smut who were not big fans of the Oxford comma.

My initial reaction when someone says Smut (besides a lascivious grin and an appreciation of the use of such an obsolete grandmotherly word) is to think of the great Tom Lehrer


 
But the band Smut are/were no joke. They rocked. They played hard. They looked better in dresses onstage than a young Bob Stinson did. They are also, at least as far as my experience goes, very nice people that you could introduce to your grandparents. They just happened to make loud rock music.

They put out one more full length "Secret Center" in 1996 as a trio but that one has been eluding me for a little bit. In the first part of this century it was small "grunge" releases that didn't sell were the most likely to hit the dumpster behind your local record store when they didn't sell in the dollar bins. But there are copies out there somewhere for me to find and eventually to share in another follow up.

So enjoy this now. I did.


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