Showing posts with label Morbid Opera. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morbid Opera. Show all posts

Friday, December 21, 2007

We Can't Help it if We're From Florida

Released waaaay back in '83 by Destroy Records, the "We Can't Help it if We're From Florida" 7" ep was to Florida what "This Is Boston Not LA" was to Boston, and "This Is Phoenix Not The Circle Jerks" was to Phoenix. Basically a regional comp of amazing punk bands not heard outside their respected areas. You get Hated Youth's D.R.I.-like thrashing fastcore, two brief tracks from the amazing Sector 4, Morbid Opera's female-fronted garage/psych punk freakout, Roach Motel's drunken redneck punk fury, and finally, Rat Cafeteria's so-so Oi flavored punk with keyboards. If you were punk and living in Florida, this record was mandatory, and most likely it lit a fire under your ass to start a band. It's pretty amazing to think of that 13 minutes of music could make such a difference in anyone's life, and even make whatever shit hole you should find yourself growing up in seem not so terrible, but "We Can't Help it if We're From Florida" most certainly did that for me. Without it, I might be writing this blog about my cats and fantasy footbal.

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Sunday, December 2, 2007

Morbid Opera

Morbid Opera were a 4 piece punk band from Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The band was made up of 3 women and a man. Two of the women, Lisa and Libby, owned a short-lived vintage clothing store in Wilton Manors (the town where famous jazz bassisit Jaco Pastorius had his head unceremoniously caved in by an over zealous bouncer.) The band obviously had an afinity for a '60s psych sound and look, but the budding Florida punk scene of the early '80s was where they called home. Lisa and Libby hold a very sentimental place for me. They were incredibly smart and stylish and often let me hang out in the store watching TV when I was skipping school. I grew up in Hollywood which sits squarely between Fort Lauderdale and Miami. When there was a big punk show in Miami, Lisa would often stop off in Hollywood on her way to the show and give me a lift. Because of her I saw Die Kreuzen, because of Die Kreuzen I am not my father. The ladies of Morbid Opera sort of acted as impromptu punk rock foster parents to me, even though I was a hyper, over-bearing, know-it-all adolescent. Lisa is married to Jeff Hodapp who was the guitarist of Roach Motel, perhaps Florida's best-known punk band. They have some kids who are grown. Jeff and Lisa still have bands and are probably still the nicest folks on earth. Now about this 7 inch. "Jesus Loves You So Give Us Your Money" was released by the Sublapse label in 1983. The six songs all showcase Morbid Opera's unique jangly, undistorted guitars. Lisa's vocals whine and pout over the mid-tempo garage-inspired tunes. Lyrics deal with depression, bad relationships, and general malaise. This record really demonstrates the diverse and eccentric nature of the Florida punk scene at the time, as Morbid Opera were highly respected and revered even though they were a million miles away from the mohawked tough-guy thrash of other bands. The cornball macho punk band, Amazing Grace, even had a song called "Morbid Opera." I don't think it had anything to do with the band, but obviously something struck a chord with them. Better known national and international bands like Redd Kross, White Flag, and Shonen Knife were all unabashed fans of Morbid Opera and this little record. "Jesus Loves You So Give Us Your Money" and their contribution to the "We Can't Help It If We're From Florida" compilation ep would be Morbid Opera's only publicly released material, but I think there exists an unreleased lp somewhere of later material. I don't know. Recently, Jeff Hodapp contacted me and told me that he and Lisa were planning on coming out to San Francisco (where I live) to visit, that'd be awesome.

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