0004 - 17 Pygmies

More post-punk from LA, but a pretty stark contrast from the last lot - where 100 Flowers were fairly straightforward punk, 17 Pygmies are much more of a mixed bag.

0003 - 10CC

I found just the one 10CC song squirreled away in a hidden corner of my laptop, their biggest hit (I'm so mainstream), I'm Not In Love.

0002 - 100 Flowers

100 Flowers are a post-punk three piece from Los Angeles who started life in 1978 as The Urinals, changed their name to 100 Flowers in 1981, disbanded in 1983, reformed (after some members spent time in Trotsky Icepick), again as The Urinals, in 1996, changed their name to Chairs Of Perception (which is a great name) some time after 2003 and then back to The Urinals in 2008. Awesome.

0001 - Mystery Artist...

I suppose I knew when I decided to start this musical odyssey that I was taking on a fairly herculean task. If you'd asked me at the time, though, how many different artists I had in my music collection, I'd probably have guessed at about three or four hundred, which is only about one thousand short of the actual total...

What's all this then?

A while back, I was attempting to reformat a flash drive and I accidentally wiped the external hard drive containing all my digital music files.I was able to recover most of the files, but some are incomplete, some are corrupted, some are simply not there. The only way I can find out what needs replacing is to listen to it all, so that's what I'm going to do, in alphabetical order, artist by artist, and I'm going to blog about it.

Afghan Whigs

Sometimes, timing is everything. There are plenty of bands whose heyday was in the late-80s or early-90s who managed to pass me by and who, had I known them at the time, I may well have fallen in love with. Dinosaur Jr., Husker Du, Throwing Muses, Sebadoh, Afghan Whigs - bands whose work I was aware of on a fairly superficial level, but who never connected at the time in the way that, say, Buffalo Tom, Soundgarden, Sugar or Belly did.

I've got one Afghan Whigs album, 1990 release Up In It, and I suspect that had I owned it back in, say, 1992 I would now be writing about the Afghan Whigs in the glowing, fond terms I will one day use when writing about about Buffalo Tom.

Aerosmith

Despite being, on this very blog, largely glowing in my praise of AC/DC's Bon Scott fronted albums, and also at heart, very much a rock music fan, I have to admit to disliking, hating even, 70s rock.  Partly this is, I'm sure (and as I noted in the comments of my post on 5000 Volts), because I don't really know a lot of 70s music, certainly when compared to my knowledge of early 80s music, so there's little to challenge my view of the genre as being tedious, bland, self-indulgent dullardry.

Which brings me to Aerosmith.