The problem with rock’n’roll in the ’90s — and why I spent the decade ruthlessly ignoring it — is that it started taking itself way too seriously. I blame Nirvana. Before them, it was pretty much sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll. After them, every four man band was one guy on drums, two guys on guitar, and another guy whining and wailing about… I dunno. About something. I wasn’t listening. There was an excellent Season 1 episode of The Sopranos which skewered those acts with a chef’s precision.
So tonight we have The Dead Milkmen, an ’80s band which could never, ever be accused of taking itself too seriously.