Washington, DC’s Unrest was always a strange band. One minute they would be throwing layers of sloppy weirdness at you, and the next they’d be be slaying you with the perfect pop beauty of something like Perfect Teeth‘s “Makeout Club.” Perfect Teeth (along with much more music out of DC) was a very important part of my musical taste development in high school, but for whatever reason I never really delved beyond that. Their 1988 debut, Malcolm X Park, was decidedly stranger than Perfect Teeth, but certainly possessed of a great deal of sonic variety. That variety, unfortunately, ended up derailing the conversation here towards a series of rants about what I can only assume was the new-at-the-time move toward “variety mix” shows on KCMU. Perhaps this was appropriate due to the band’s name, but still, belated apologies to Unrest.
“Here is an album full of variety. For Dave E. that means there is a variety of tempos/sounds and musical styles to be found... all on one disc. Cool cover too!”
“The Gas Chair darkish pop. Like it all at times. Definitely a variety pick here.”
“‘Strutter’ is a Kiss cover if you care.”
“If this is what the Variety Fascists meant by ‘variety’ we’d be in good shape.”
“If the Rock Fascists like the aforementioned would clean their ears out once in a while & not scoff at variety, we’d be in better. Despite your protests, nobody (repeat: NOBODY) is forcing you to like everything that comes in to this station. Just to play it, see if you like it. Is that too much to ask?”
“Hey guys + gal, I love you all, I really do. But knock it off!”