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Seeing Red— Baseboard Heaters<br />

Self-Produced<br />

The Alt/Country tag in the realm of Pop music<br />

is an interesting one. The term presupposes that it is<br />

some new hybrid form: a random musical mutation<br />

in Rock ‘n’ Roll. But, in reality, nothing could be<br />

further from the truth. Since the early days of<br />

Elvis, Carl Perkins and Johnny Cash; to Buddy<br />

Holly, Chuck Berry and the Everly Brothers;<br />

recycled by way of England via the Beatles<br />

and the Stones; from whence it was then<br />

re-integrated in the US in the Early ’70s<br />

by Bob Dylan, Neil Young, the Eagles, the<br />

latter-day Byrds and most of all by<br />

Creedence Clearwater Revival, perhaps<br />

the definitive Alt/Country band— Country<br />

music has been as intrinsic as Rhythm<br />

& Blues in constructing the<br />

foundation of Rock ‘n’ Roll.<br />

In the ’80s the Country<br />

banner in Rock was carried<br />

by John Mellancamp,<br />

but upstarts such as REM<br />

and Elvis Costello, as well as<br />

the Replacements were in<br />

the parade as well. In the<br />

’90s, Soul Asylum and the Wilco<br />

contingent adopted County elements.<br />

The entire Grunge movement could be seen<br />

as rooted in the revivalist days of the early ’70s: plaid<br />

flannel shirts and all, the father of which has been<br />

deemed to be Neil Young. In truth, Country music<br />

has always been an integral feature of Rock music and<br />

it always will be. Alt/Country is just a hype term to<br />

get the kids to buy something they think is new and<br />

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different, Like the Swing thing.<br />

Anyway, there has always been a strong “Alt/<br />

Country” scene in Portland, from the days of Triggers<br />

Revenge, Wheatfield and Hurrman Burrman, to<br />

current times with the likes of Haymaker, Thrillbilly<br />

and Sunset Valley. Add to the list Baseboard Heaters,<br />

a likable quartet who combine strands of the Replace-<br />

ments, Soul Asylum, the Outlaws, the Eagles and even,<br />

on occasion, Counting Crows to weave a muscular,<br />

jangling sound of their own.<br />

Guitarists Rob Stroup and Matt Brown are<br />

joined by bassist Matt Souther and drummer Jason<br />

Krzmarzick to create a hardscrabble joyful noise, like<br />

the sound of a well-tuned Chevy pickup crunching<br />

down a gravel road in the musical heartland. Stroup<br />

writes and sings most of the songs, though Brown<br />

contributes a tune or two as well, while fulfilling his<br />

role as lead guitarist.<br />

Astute local scenesters might recognize Souther’s<br />

name from his former job as a managerial type and<br />

occasional radio personality with KNRK radio, as well<br />

as from his current position with KINK. But, as with<br />

all the various forms of media largess we might encounter<br />

within our beloved musical community, we<br />

need only ask if Matt can do the job to which he is<br />

assigned. And the answer here is yes, he fits in fine in<br />

this scenario.<br />

And the scenario, with just a couple of exceptions,<br />

is a high-energy affair that owes as much to<br />

Carl Perkins as it does to the Replacements. The band<br />

alternates between chunky and biting, power-chord<br />

dominated opuses and more homely rockers that<br />

percolate with smart fervency.<br />

“Roll The Dice” is of the former variety. Over<br />

slashing, Neil Youngish chords, Stroup’s twangy drawl<br />

bears a vocal resemblance to a young Glen Frey as he<br />

ponders his younger days— “I turned the page on<br />

my photo book/’Til I saw the strange and innocent<br />

“There has always been a strong ‘Alt/Country’<br />

scene in Portland, from the days of Triggers<br />

Revenge, Wheatfield and Hurrman Burrman, to<br />

current times with the likes of Haymaker,<br />

Thrillbilly and Sunset Valley.”<br />

The Baseboard Heaters; as comfortable as old sneakers.<br />

looks/In eyes too young and cynical/When life had<br />

everything to offer and heaven held all the answers/<br />

We knew who hung the stars made them spherical.”<br />

Brown’s “Minneapolis” finds him longing for his<br />

homeland “To see my saviors where they play guitar<br />

and sing.” Apparently they don’t do enough of that<br />

here in Cocktail Town. “You lose the beauty of the<br />

melody” and all that. A churning riff, reminiscent of<br />

Costello’s “Pump It Up,” propels the tune. With a truck<br />

drivin’ rhythm and some flashy County licks by<br />

Brown, “Cigarette Girl” chugs along on a nicotine<br />

high, backing Stroup in his adolescent tale of sexual<br />

fantasy regarding that young woman who hawks the<br />

Camels in a bar near you tonight.<br />

The early Eagles come to mind on “Road,” a<br />

slowed down remake of Johnny Rivers’ “Secret Agent<br />

Man,” with cowboy boots and prairie dogs as the<br />

props in this wild<br />

wild western tune.<br />

The jagged rhythm<br />

guitar chords of<br />

“In The Morning”<br />

illuminate Stroup’s<br />

soberly mature<br />

lyric (for a song<br />

based on Country<br />

values) that curiously<br />

considers<br />

the morning after,<br />

the night before. A<br />

jarringly jaunty<br />

Country flavored<br />

bridge hotwires<br />

this runaway tractor.<br />

The ballad<br />

“So Far To<br />

You” treads familiar<br />

musical cornfields,<br />

though<br />

here again Stroup’s oddly existential lyrics add interesting<br />

spice to the proceedings: the bitter last days of<br />

a dying relationship. “Demon” recorded live on<br />

KBOO, benefits from a good mix of Krzmarzick’s<br />

crispy snare smacks to drive a minor key rocker.<br />

Continued on page 10

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