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Caturday Covers: Only Everything Duh

Posted: May 15th, 2010 | Author: | Filed under: Boring Crap, Caturday Covers | Comments Off on Caturday Covers: Only Everything Duh

Here’s another over-underrated 90’s alternative thing that’s probably just for me. (What do you want me to say? I’m going through something here.)

Dinosaur Jr. – Severed Lips. Yes, this is a love song for a blow-up doll.

Blake Babies – Severed Lips
90’s Juliana Hatfield (REMEMBER HER?) always wore her influences (Dinosaur Jr., the Replacements, My Bloody Valentine, basically) on her sleeve, and her influences were always weirdly rough and sloppy and jaded and sad. So when she covers one of their songs it’s like a naive little kid playing an inexplicably tight version of the original. Here she is with her first and best band, the Blake Babies, as fucking, like, 19 year olds, turning a sloppy, poorly-recorded but totally rad masturbation song into early poppy shoegaze, all while sticking faithfully to the original. Dinosaur Jr. fans all have a crazy boner for J. Mascis’ guitar solo at the end of Severed Lips, but I like the Blake Babies instrumentation and (I’m assuming) John Strohm’s recreation of the solo just as much if not better. Sure, you can take or leave Juliana Hatfield’s baby-started-smoking voice, but this recording makes my fucking soul bleed to be 19 years old again.

Dinosaur Jr. – Raisans (I know, sic)

Juliana Hatfield – Raisans

Raisans, on the other hand, is a better Dinosaur Jr. song and a worse Juliana Hatfield cover. In fact, this is maybe the song to play for someone who wants to understand Dinosaur Jr. because it’s loud, sloppy, put-upon and wimpy about love. (If you don’t listen to this song and see the name “Lou Barlow” flashing in neon across your mind, you were probably playing with My Little Ponys in the 90s.)

The Juliana Hatfield version isn’t just here as a compare and contrast kind of thing, but also to say that she was an underrated guitarist who could totes shred. Once she was on her own and playing lead, the guitars got rougher and ballsier and, if anything, less chimey than when John Strohm was playing them. That’s all I’m ever going to say about that. Also, while I prefer the original, I like the way she transfers those great tinkly guitar fills to bass (?).


Dinosaur Jr. at UMass in 1986:

Dinosaur Jr. cover The Smiths for some reason:

(Every time J. Mascis covers a song he sounds like he’s making fun of it.)

*Also, for anyone who doesn’t have a neon road sign with Lou Barlow’s name on it deep in their adolescent mind, here is Sebadoh covering Nick Drake:

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