“Entertain”
from the album The Woods
2005
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If rock bands came with user manuals, chances are Sleater-Kinney long ago would have used theirs for kindling or, better yet, some cleverly crafted origami guitar stand.
Sleater-Kinney has always been the ultimate band of outsiders, a group whose guitar-heavy discs have challenged its members as much as its listeners. They’ve turned down major label scouts interested in signing them. They have routinely risked alienating fans by taking abrupt artistic detours. And they’ve done it all without a bassist.
Sleater-Kinney, the trio that moved beyond its riot grrrl beginnings of the early ’90s, just released its seventh album, The Woods, a dark, aggressive triple shot of improvisational rock ‘n’ roll that hints at much of the uncertainty that recently hovered over the band.
When the group set out to record what would become The Woods in 2004, it wasn’t with a game plan or agenda, says singer-guitarist Corin Tucker. Like other Sleater-Kinney discs, it grew out of the group’s burning need to push itself, to constantly try something new rather than fall back on the familiar.
Many changes were afoot for the band, both personally and professionally. Tucker had started a family and had a son, who’s now 4, with filmmaker Lance Bangs. Carrie Brownstein, the group’s other singer-guitarist, had left the band’s home in Portland, Ore., for Berkeley, Calif. Sleater-Kinney’s publicist and manager both retired, while the group left its long-time label, Kill Rock Stars, for its current home, Sub Pop.
“There was a lot of stuff in question about the future of Sleater-Kinney,” Tucker, 32, says in a phone interview from her home in Portland. “We all have different things pulling and tugging at us. We have things that we want to do, but we all have a really intense love for this band. That definitely comes into play in this record.”
Since Sleater-Kinney formed in 1994 as a side project for Tucker and Brownstein, it has grown from being an upstart riot grrrl act inspired by Bikini Kill to one of the most prominent all-female rock acts that didn’t use its gender as currency.
The group’s first two discs, Sleater-Kinney (1995) and Call the Doctor (1996), established the band with its ultra-catchy, two-guitar caterwaul. The unconventional sound of Tucker’s banshee wail, Janet Weiss’ Keith Moon-inspired drumming and the infectious guitar interplay by Tucker and Brownstein made the group indie rock idols.
With 1997’s Dig Me Out, the group became one of the most acclaimed in America. When Greil Marcus of Newsweek called them the world’s greatest rock band, their fate as rock icons was sealed.
Sleater-Kinney has always been about the music, which made them appeal to everyone from middle-schoolers to college students, from indie-rock geeks to a politicized lesbian demographic. They suddenly became role models for both up-and-coming female acts and groups aiming to stay true to an artistic vision.
The Donnas were still an underage quartet when they opened for Sleater-Kinney in the late ’90s. Drummer Torry Castellano says memories of a show at the Bottom of the Hill in San Francisco still inspire her group.
“It’s always really awesome to see an all-girl band be together for so long, continue to make great music and tour,” Castellano says. “They definitely have really strong opinions and they never compromise or soften them to please anyone.” ~ Mark de la Vina, San Jose Mercury News
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Back in ’98 or ’99, I was fortunate enough to catch Sleater-Kinney (for FREE!) at Union South in Madison, WI. I recall very fondly rushing through an exam to make sure I was able to get there in time for what I assumed would be a packed house.
Much to my surprise, it wasn’t difficult to get in at all…which I found shocking given Sleater-Kinney’s popularity (and, of course, the fact that it was FREE!).
While watching the non-descript opening act play to a half-empty room, I couldn’t help but notice Carrie Brownstein and Corin Tucker standing right next to me at one point…watching themselves!
It’s not too often you find the headlining act wandering around the crowd seemingly unnoticed. Not knowing how to react, I said nothing…a combination of (a) not wanting to blow their apparent cover at their own gig and (b) not knowing what to say anyway.
Ah, good times.
In any event, “Dig Me Out” remains my favorite Sleater-Kinney album, but hopefully I’ll get my hands on “The Woods” sometime soon too.
And coincidentally — or not coincidentally? — a free concert at Union South was also the scene of me seeing the band featured in this blog’s very first post, the Secret Machines. I saw them about a week or so before this blog was born. Anyway, on this occasion the room at Union South was actually quite packed, and thus if any Secret Machine was secretly amongst the crowd, I didn’t notice him.