I was searching for both a quotable quote and a weird picture for my previous post "Outta Whack" and I found a YouTube video of the song "An Affair at the Soiree" by Tuxedomoon.
The name of the band didn't jump right out at me and listening to the song didn't spark the memory, but it was a creepy and disjointed little ditty and I loved the lyrics, quoted in the aforementioned post, spoken/sung at the end. It summed up my weird dream I described to a tee.
Doing a bit of research I spied the band's very late-seventies/early-eighties new wave stylized logo of their name and listened to what was said to be one of their most memorable songs: "No Tears"
Sometime in the uber-early-eighties when I was a late-teen, head-boppin' frenetically to my fav band then (and now) "The B-52's", someone (I think one of the cooks during a HoJo's "choir practice.") turned me on to Tuxedomoon and I immediately fell in love. I made a mental note to look for them the next time I visited a record store. But, for some reason (too much partying, perhaps?) I forgot. And in a flash, a band whose music was "right up my alley" went unremembered for decades.
Until now.
I'm "catching up," as it were, on the fascination of the musical genius of this band. "No Tears" had me almost "in tears" as I listened to it (again?) just a while ago. The insanely-screamed-staccato lyrics, the disjointed crazy electronic Moog synth sounds and the fucking on-point drumming, oh that drummer is just incredible! I'm groovin' to these dusty old tunes and I feel young again. I may even buy some of their stuff. Though now it'll be digital mp3s instead of the vinyl it would have been had I made good on my determination to visit that record store sometime circa 1981.