Fare thee well, Brothers Ween.

Before I get into the broken-promise part of this day’s bloggie post – where I talk about NON-CAT stuff I said I would not – on the sidebar is a vid of Maleficent I made as soon as I got home from work today. She is always waiting… FOR FOOD! Little beyotch.

I am going against my earlier promise of CAT-ONLY posts with this one only because it is so important, so please skip it if you are a neo-centrist non-committal Ween-Hater.

When Jerry died on Aug 9 1995, I was bumming pretty bad. I had just seen the boys play not too long before and was looking forward to the next tour. But all things must pass.

Earlier this week Aaron Freeman (Gene Ween) broke the news that after 25 years he is retiring from his bizarrely successful band, Ween. This does not just bum me out, it sort of pisses me off. For mostly selfish reasons, I admit. I have been along on the trip with them for most of those 25 years and they rank as one of my top five favorite groups of all time.

Before you laugh and ask me “what about Zep, man?” dig the fact that I understand their music WAY more than I should probably admit, number one. Number two, they are my age (within a few months) and came onto the “demo tape scene” around the same time I started playing music live in Los Angeles with various groups, so I could posit that I sort of grew musically along with Aaron and Mickey. I could relate to their evolution, experimentation, and general digging it the most. Each album would introduce me to where they have been and what they have been doing since I heard from them last (on tape or live). (also – Zeppelin sort of blows)

Their concerts were amazing mixtures of solid music, stage antics, genuine vocal performances, emotional renditions, et cetera. They always stayed true to their roots and kept some of their weirdest shit in their touring repertoire for the weirdos like me and that dude twenty rows down dancing with the mannequin head during Buenos Tardes Amigo (Seattle – Key Arena – Aug 2001). It is these things I will miss. It is like Aaron says:

“Most of our fans seem to be very intelligent people who don’t stand out too much, but they’re still total freaks. I like that – they’re smart and sadistic, which I think is a reflection at us.”

I know Aaron has been through a hell of a lot with the band, including the nasty divorce and the drugs and the drugs and well, you get it. I can see the ┬ástress of doing the same thing for 25 years wearing someone out. Especially music, which is such a subjective, selfish art. Apparently, Deaner Ween (Mickey Melchiondo) didn’t even know they had broken up, so that shows where Aaron’s head is at these days. He has his own projects and shit like that he wants to develop, so we at MCHY wish him the best of luck and I will still love him like my brother. And Mickey, too with whom I had a brief email buddy-ship in the late 90’s.

Time will tell what happens with the boys, but I am sure gonna miss seeing them live and anticipating a new album every THREE years. I finally tossed my copy of their The Pod demo from ’90? only last year when I moved to Florida.

Kinda wish I hadn’t.

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