Radio XLVI, side A, track 5: “Self!” by Fuzzbox

Oh, Fuzzbox, how I love chicks who rock!  Wait, is that demeaning?  Maybe.  Probably.  It’s hard to tell when it comes to rock and roll because sometimes women refer to themselves as chicks who rock and sometimes they refer to themselves as women musicians and sometimes it’s offensive to mention gender at all.  I’m not complaining about any of it, Fuzzbox, I’m just saying that I get confused sometimes.

The main point I’m trying to make is that I love rock bands made up exclusively of the fairer sex.  Wait.  Is that demeaning?  Goddammit.

Anyway, what I’m TRYING to say is that I love bands like Bangles, Vixen, and The Graces, and of course you, Fuzzbox, because sadly, there aren’t a lot of  you guys. . .gals. . .goddammit (and even less all-black rock bands.  Wait.  Is “all-black” offensive?  Goddammit. . .).

I think this song is great, Fuzzbox.  It took me right up until this post to actually figure out who you were and what this song was because while it was awesome that I got to record this one with no DJ talking over any of it, what wasn’t awesome was that there was no DJ talking over it, so I didn’t know who you were or what this song was called.  All I knew was that I thought it was great and listening to it after all these years it was clearly a gateway song to the grungy, alt-rock that exploded a few years later.  And it’s also still great.  So regardless of the description of what your band would be considered in regards to gender or genre or whatever, the bottom line is you rock.

“Self!”

You didn’t write, you didn’t telephoooone
You didn’t call
You left me on my own
You do not think about
Anyone but’cha self
D’you think the problems fade
If you get stoned

Seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Always you

Never me

What the hell d’you expect me ta beee, seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
You don’t see things like
I do

Ooooooooooooooooooo

You’ve left me empty
You’ve left me numb inside

Just ’cause I love you doesn’t mean you can take me for a ride
I’m sick of you
Giving me all the cues
Tried ta forgetcha but I can’t
Although I’ve tried

And tried and tried

Seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Always you

Never me

What the hell d’you expect me ta beee, seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Can’t forgetchoo
Thooough
I try

You didn’t write, you didn’t telephone
You didn’t call, you left me on my oooooooooooooown

<awesome Fuzzbox jam>

You’ve left me empty
Left me numb inside

Just ’cause I love you doesn’t mean ya can take me for a ride
I’m sick of you
Giving me all the cues
I’ve tried ta forgetchoo but I can’t
Although I’ve tried

And tried and tried

Seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Always you

Never me

What the hell d’you expect me ta beee, seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
You don’t see things like
I do

Seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Always you

Never me

What the hell d’you expect me ta beee, seelf seelf self
Seeeeelf
Seelf seelf seeeelf seeelf seeeelf seeelf

<awesome Fuzzbox jam>