Death From Above 1979 are in the midst of a comeback (hear a new song here, see them at Fun Fun Fun Fest in November), so it seems to be as good a time as any to revisit You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine.
I spent a lot of time awkwardly dancing and/or thrashing around to the album when I was in college, so it holds a special place in my heart. Although, it’s not all just about nostalgia when it comes DFA 1979, as You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine does actually feature a really great set of songs (with stellar standouts like Blood On Our Hands and Black History Month) and is one of the better dance-punk albums out there.
Crank it and remember.
Quick story! At SXSW many years ago I watched Sebastien Grainger (then playing with the Mountains) throw a guitar at a volunteer after getting his set cut short at the Saddle Creek showcase. I’ll never forget the enormous amount of rage and confusion that was all over the volunteer’s face. I’ll also never forget how Grainger then grabbed the guitar and smashed it into a million pieces while yelling about how you never cut the sound on a rock star. Good times.