Ween, known popularly as a silly band.
“And I don’t know if I’ll be okay…”
A-Side: Buckingham Green
In the halcyon days of Napster and Limewire, a song labeled ‘Ween – Zoloft’ started getting passed around. This in itself isn’t odd, but what is odd is that there was a song called ‘Zoloft’ on Ween’s album Quebec, and it was not this song. For years and years that’s all we had to go on: Not Ween. It was a mystery.
Recently a band called The Vintage Chimps in the UK started claiming the song, saying they labeled it Ween to grab publicity (the header above is the only shot I could find of them). Unfortunately, it worked so well that Ween got all the publicity. The real title is either ‘Western Skies’ or ‘Kim,’ depending on who you ask. Frankly, I like ‘Zoloft.’
Regardless of its actual origin, it’s a great song, and its popularity is a testament to the fact that however much we may love a good story, the art is more important than the artist. I listened to it looking down over the Pacific ocean, utterly alone, on my very first flight to Taiwan. I was scared, and it soothed me. In the end, that’s all that matters. May it soothe you too.
“Kim… take us to your western skies…”
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So I was meeting my friend Patrick at Revolver (formerly The Source, failed gay bar and best decrepit, empty, four-story watering hole in Taipei) for some drinks. Things had changed, and when I got there he shouted over the din of popped-collared, rugby-bro yelling that there was some Queen cover band upstairs. Meh, I thought. We sat drinking for a while, until I caught a few strands of guitar through the floor. “Man,” I yelled to him, “that’s balls trying to pull off Freddie Mercury.”
“No, not Queen,” he shouted back, “Ween.”
“WHAT?!”
I raced upstairs, just in time for Buckingham Green:
Man, the incongruity of a Ween cover band anywhere, much less Taipei, tickles me so much. They are a pair of weirdos, Gene and Dean Ween, sometimes silly, sometimes serious, sometimes both. They drank, did drugs, and wrote and performed prolifically together for almost 30 years — their oeuvre is immense. I recommend starting with The Mollusk.
B-Side: Birthday Boy