I’ve been revisiting Unwound lately thanks to a recent Grooveshark search that inadvertently yielded one of their tracks in the results. That led me to playing a few tracks, which led to a playlist and a couple of posts here. It all made me recall how important this band used to be to me. Seriously. No other band compared at the time. Their noise, dissonance, and angst was without defect.
The obsession began after a friend dragged me to a show supporting the release of the New Plastic Ideas album. I was blown away by the performance and began collecting every recording I could get my hands on. I wrote to them to get the definitive list of recordings, which resulted in Vern and I trading letters. Over the next few years I saw them play numerous times with all of my efforts to see and hear them culminating in a show at my college house in 1995 (pic attached). As with anything else, though, time eventually killed us.