This monkey is going to heaven

About a year ago I wrote a letter to Frank Black (Black Francis?) imploring him to bring The Pixies to Atlanta for the Dolittle Tour the band had planned for Fall 2009. Alas, my pleas went unheard, leaving me a little bitter and jealous of all the other towns who got to host such a great event.

Patience, it seems, needed to be my virtue.

The Pixies come to Atlanta in September for a second leg of the Dolittle tour, and as a member of the band’s fan club, I was able to get tickets early (floor seats at the Fox Theatre, baby!) and avoid all the rip-off fees by the fuckwits at Ticketmaster.

It made me wonder why The Pixies chose to add on or extend the tour a year after the previous tour ended, but I guess that’s the benefit of writing timeless music. Dolittle, one of the greatest albums of all-time IMHO, was released in 1989 but doesn’t sound like it was written 21 years ago – in fact none of The Pixies sounds dated at all. This will happen when you create a music genre no one else has, a genre that bands ape and try and make their own. And not any bands – Weezer, Radiohead, and of course Nirvana – are just three venerable bands who bow at the Pixies alter.

Thom Yorke, Radiohead’s lead singer, after learning The Pixies were on before his band at Coachella, said “That’s just not right! The Pixies opening for us is like the Beatles opening for us.”

Thanks, Charles, for coming to the South. We do la-love you so.