Saturday, March 28, 2009
Wire @ Fluc
About thirty years ago, Wire changed my life. I suppose they started as an English punk band, but the first record by them that I heard was their third and artiest, 154. It was the the strangest music I had ever heard. After their amazing first three records, they entered into a long period of mannered suckieness, before finally returning several years ago as pissed-off old punks. I saw them last night at my favorite club here in Wienertown, and it was great but weird. Their new songs all sound like the very first songs they wrote and recorded. And most of the old songs they played were from that first fully shredding masterpiece, Pink Flag. It's like they've decided, after thirty years, that they were right the first time. Sort of inspiring.