Band reunites behind reissues and live performances.
The massive, mighty, exceptionally influential proto-grunge that was the original Dinosaur Jr. is back: J Mascis (guitar/vocals), Lou Barlow (bass) and Murph (drums). Mascis’s wah-wahed and fuzzed guitar assault on fairly straightforward rock songs returned the guitar hero to a position of underground coolness, and his laconic, pitch-challenged vocals could turn even an AOR cliché like Peter Frampton’s “Show Me the Way” into something hip.
J, Lou, and Murph haven't played together since 1989 and the original Dinosaur Jr. lineup never performed on national TV - until now. Sixteen years later, the trio will bring their jaw-dropping noise back to the stage - their reunion will debut on CBS' Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson on Friday, April 15.
A day later, at Hollywood's Spaceland, J Mascis + the Fog with VERY special guests will perform a full show to 300 lucky fans. Tickets go on sale today, Tuesday, March 29 at noon PST at jmascis.com and ticketweb.com .
Saturday, April 16
1717 Silver Lake Blvd, Hollywood
Tickets are $15 / 21 and over welcome
11:30 set time (two opening acts / doors at 8:30 PM)
Originally released between '85 and '88 on two of the most important independent labels of the time - Homestead and SST - Dinosaur, You're Living All Over Me and Bug are now available on Merge to an entirely new generation of music fans.
All three CDs have been remastered and will be reissued with original cover artwork but the new booklets will contain never-before seen images. Bonus materials include a rare live track - "Does It Float" - which captures the power and sheer chaos of early Dinosaur shows, as well as videos for classic tracks "Little Fury Things," "Just Like Heaven," "Freak Scene" and a recently-discovered, never before seen video for "No Bones."
Just for example, their version of the Cure’s “Just Like Heaven” is astonishing. They begin with surprising fidelity to the goth/gloom/pop classic original, but as the band hits the refrain, an anvil chorus shouts in metallic unison while Mascis’ guitar pounds out barbed wire power chords, startling poor Robert Smith out of his mascara. The ending is no less shocking and abrupt.