Rotten Man by The Beepsters

care-free times that turned dark quick
6 of the 9 Recorded in Bandon, OR between Oct.-Nov '13,
3 recorded in Eugene, OR between Jan-Apr. '14

This's a weird and special one for me. To hear it now I hear the point in which a 19 year old comes down crashing from a post-graduation haze of smoke and psychedelics, moving to a new town (and then having to move back home after making one too many small mistakes), to the expense of growing up and integrating with the straight world. And realize all of my know-it-all histrionics from teen years don't mean shit to the bills. It would take a few years to get all that even sorta figured out. But for a minute in 2014 I seemed determined to reach the countercultural heights I had studied to the best of what ever I could conjure, naivete and all.

For the "band" it also represented one step further towards an actual style and identity. The first one made with the name and a vague concept in mind. The idea from the get-go was a similar kitchen-sink approach but purposefully with more bite and distortion. Basically two or three finished songs, 3 songs born out of larger improvs, and the rest that are kinda both. The loose concept being that each track presents a different snapshot into the life and home of a grungey, loathesome, drug-addled and lonely individual. An exaggerated depiction of my life at the time. My best friend and most frequent collaborator in those days, Johann, had receded further from having a committed role in the group (but is prominent on 5 out these 9 songs), which was already itinerant given the loose nature in which the group had formed. I had failed to (among a lotta other things) get a proper line-up going when I first moved to Eugene, but Johann would come up every few weeks or so, and we'd try a new psychedlic drug every other night and attempt to get it on recording. "Victory" and "Revelettes" were the best fruits from these slapdash efforts.

So yea, this's that drug music. That scary, bad-trip-alone music. That ghosts-in-the-stagnant-smoke-filled-house, k-hole paranoia, exhausted-but-can't-sleep music. True Coming-of-age music.

Austin, 2020

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