Tomorrow, no matter how strong a case for the actual greatness of the The Rascals I and anyone who joins me can muster, you and your rock-snob friends will likely wake up and take moment to marvel at the 3 truly great songs by The MC5 before digging through your import posthumous collections in search of a few decent previously unreleased covers of Seeds tracks or whatever. “The Motor City Five fuckin’ rocked, man!” you’ll mutter enthusiastically in the general direction of your cat.
Later in the day a friend will call you and ask if you want to meet up with him at a reunion show featuring 2 original members of The Saints. “I’m there,” you say, “I’ve been waiting for Bailey to reunite the original band since Prehistoric Sounds!” Your friend does not examine the fact that you were a 14-year-old living in Ottoville, Ohio at the time of the original lineup’s dissolution.
That night you meet your friend at a corner dive for a few cheap beers on tap before hitting the show. The Rascals’ “How Can I Be Sure” plays in the background. You half-notice it while discussing last night’s playoff game. “I hate show tunes,” you blurt out before continuing with your analysis of Kozma’s 12-pitch walk.
As you wait out the “reunited” Saints’ set in vain for a performance of “Church of Indifference” you will have completely forgotten the magic moments we turned you onto the day before, such as Dino Danelli‘s drum fills that kick off the fade of “What Is the Reason.”
You will have forgotten how you managed to look past the band’s Young Rascals-era skorts about midway through this tasty version of “Since I Fell for You.”