No band sings songs about drinking, women, sex and rock & roll better than Seattle's Supersuckers. They've been doing it for over a decade, forming in 1990, and are getting better with each release. Motherfuckers Be Trippin', stellar and tight from start to finish, proves they're among the last holdouts of bands dedicated to making good solid true rock & roll.
It was a coin toss that led the band from Tuscon, Ariz. to Seattle before the grunge years began, and instead of jumping on some bandwagon that didn't fit their imprint they decided to just screw it all and have fun. The Supersuckers have the rare talent of blending two seemingly disparate genres of music -- hard rock and country -- so well it seems the marriage should have happened long ago in some back woods rock & roll Kentucky ceremony. In 2001, having decided to take control of their own destiny and become what they refer to as a lean, mean, self-managed, totally independent rock & roll machine, they started Mid-Fi Recordings, giving them the freedom to release the music they wanted without worries of corporate marketing and demographics.
Motherfuckers, the band's second release on Mid-Fi, starts hard and doesn't let up. It held me by the back of my neck, rocked my pants off and dropped me on the floor drenched in sweat with a huge smile, delirious and exhausted yet happy. While most songs are odes to typical Supersucker themes -- drinking, fighting and women - the band sometimes lashes out at the fickle music industry. Lead singer Eddie Spaghetti and bandmates sing and perform these songs with anger and passion, probably forged from experience in the business.
The opening song, a blistering commentary on the state of the industry, "Rock-n-Roll Records (Ain't Selling This Year)," he spits with venom, "I just get jeers/ For my blood sweat and tears/ Cuz rock & roll records ain't selling this year." But the band fights back, "But at the end of the day/ I'm just gonna do it my way/ Cuz I have to have something good and fun to play." This spirit is why people love the Supersuckers; they may be down but never count them out.
The DIY spirit of "Rock-n-Roll Records" is prevalent throughout the album, especially on "A Goodnight For My Drinkin,'" "Damn My Soul," and "The Nowhere Special." And so is the band's distaste for the industry. "From the Arizona heat and the wrong side of street/Through the smoke and all the beers/ I've been doing it for years/And I think its understood/I wouldn't stop it if I could/Watch out here I come,/ he sings on "Rock Your Ass." Fans, fear not. In true Supersuckers fashion, Motherfuckers includes plenty of songs about women, drinking and partying.
Each song on Motherfuckers Be Trippin', which is far superior to any earlier recordings, is a fist-pumping anthem to rock & roll. The band's goal has always been to create and perform timeless, quality music and get as many people as possible to hear it in pursuit of that perfectly imperfect moment. And they have finally achieved it.