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I rarely listen to music from the 90s, but when I pulled a bunch of records from the shelves to spin this week, the pile contained several 90s records: Lush’s best-of collection Ciao!, Dinosaur Jr’s Where You Been, and my staff pick for this week: Drive Like Jehu’s Yank Crime. It’s gotta be the weather that’s putting me in this 90s mood. We’re in our semi-annual period of near-perfect weather here in North Carolina, and the bright sunshine and explosions of plant life (bright, blooming azaleas everywhere!) puts me in the mood for the polished, richly detailed 90s major label studio sound. When I’m trapped inside because of the cold or the heat, dingy and atmospheric recordings make sense, but with the sun shines a bright light on everything, revealing a rich tapestry of budding life, I need sounds to match.
If you’re in your 40s like me, there’s a good chance you first encountered Drive Like Jehu in the same place I did: the used CD bins. While Jehu’s first self-titled album came out on the San Diego indie label Headhunter, the band was swept up in the major label feeding frenzy of the early 90s, signing to Atlantic / Interscope alongside their brother band Rocket from the Crypt. The way I’ve usually heard it told is that Jon Reis from Rocket from the Crypt—who was the subject of an intense major-label bidding war—insisted the label sign his weird post-hardcore project alongside his ready-for-the-masses rock band. I doubt anyone in the band or at the label expected Jehu would do Nirvana numbers, and while they didn’t get the big media push that Rocket did, they certainly manufactured a lot of Yank Crime CDs, which were not hard to find in the mid and late 90s. Yank Crime wasn’t quite in dollar-bin territory like Sugar’s Copper Blue, but like another weird 90s major label anomaly, Jawbreaker’s Dear You, it would turn up fairly often if you were a regular bin-trawler like I was. While it was obviously way too weird for MTV, my ears were definitely open to this type of music. I was super into Fugazi’s albums from around that time like In on the Kill Taker and Red Medicine, which do similar (though not as extreme) things with unexpected rhythms and textures and have a similar sense of post-hardcore-ness about them.
I’m glad Yank Crime came out of the major label system because it sounds fucking great. I mean, maybe it would have sounded great regardless, since Jehu’s drummer Mark Trombino co-engineered and mixed the record. Trombino would later work on records by Blink 182 and Jimmy Eat World and become one of the most sought-after producers in rock music, so surely he was an invaluable asset. There’s something about those 90s major label recordings… thick, dry, powerful, yet rich with detail. That sound largely went away in the 2000s and afterwards as ProTools put professional-sounding recordings within reach of anyone with a computer, but a lot was lost in that transition. Even if any schmoe could put ProTools on their computer, they didn’t have the millions of dollars worth of microphones, acoustically treated rooms, and outboard gear, or the decades of experience the pros who worked on major label records in that era had. It’s a sound we’ll probably never hear again. Capitalism giveth and capitalism taketh away.
Even more than most bands, Jehu benefits from a powerful recording because their music is so dense. I love guitar players who use weird chords; Wretched, Die Kreuzen, Voivod, Honor Role and so many of my favorite bands feature guitar players whose vocabulary extends well beyond power chords and open major chords. Jehu’s chords are always rich with strange notes and harmonies, and with sloppy execution, some of these would probably just sound wrong, like the guitarist put their fingers in the wrong place by accident. But Yank Crime is so locked in that there’s no mistaking it… these are chords that are meant to be like that, to make you feel a little uncomfortable. Same for the rhythms. Jehu often gets described as mathy, but I think their rhythms are more quirky than complex, like an amped-up version of Devo rather than King Crimson or something like that.
“Luau” is _Yank Crime_’s centerpiece As you might expect from a 9-minute song, it goes a lot of places… there are parts that are pretty, dissonant, difficult, driving, rocking, and a bunch of other adjectives too. The song is built around this lumbering waltz rhythm with the first beat stretched to its breaking point, and my favorite detail is the odd note that rises up from that first beat for much of the song. It’s an odd note to begin with, but it’s also bent in a way that accentuates its harmonic strangeness, and played in a way that makes it jump out from the rest of the riff. It almost sounds like a sample rather than live playing, and for me it always brings to mind that high-pitched squealing sound in the main loop to Public Enemy’s “Bring the Noise.” What a magical part! But the song is full of great parts, including probably Jehu’s most infectious chorus. “Loooooooo owwwwwwww / looo ow looo ow.” What an odd word, an odd set of sounds. Froberg had a knack for making great choruses out of unexpected words, and this is one of his best.
Sadly, Drive Like Jehu was not long for this world after _Yank Crime_’s release. I never got to see them live, but Hot Snakes played “Bullet Train to Vegas” the first time I saw them, perhaps because the show was in Chapel Hill and local label Merge Records put out that song on a single. While I didn’t see Jehu, I am thankful to have seen Hot Snakes several times, and they were always great. As much as I like Jehu, ultimately I prefer Hot Snakes. The rhythm section is stronger, and while the songwriting is way more direct and streamlined, they still have plenty of Jehu’s trademark weirdness, particularly in Reis’s wild riffing and Froberg’s brilliantly surreal lyrics.
So yeah, Yank Crime is not a record I’m in the mood for very often, but at a time like this when I’m ready to hear it, it hits hard. And unlike a lot of 90s major label releases, it’s pretty easy to get a physical copy. While the CD was on Atlantic / Interscope, Headhunter got the vinyl pressing and has kept it in print and accessible since its initial release. Jah bless.