My musical tastes intersected with my wyfe’s, when we met, at exactly one place. And this was it. Bim Skala Bim. I saw them three times over the years at Nietzsche’s on Allen Street in Buffalo. Whenever they came to town, I would go. And when I inspected Erin’s CD collection when we met (the first thing I usually did back then when I met a chick) I was pretty pleased to see that she owned a CD by this hard-touring, fun and exciting band.
Lots of stuff happened at those great shows. Old girlfriends, faces from the past. Even then, the carcasses of bridges newly burned, their faces like young ghosts. We smelled of patchouli and leather. They played and the meeker of us would stand on the periphery and bend our knees in rhythm, the bold dancing on that small square stage in front of the band. I never had the guts, but it’s the closest I ever came to dancing in public until a certain wedding some years later.
Anyhow, go to their website and check them out. I see that lots of the same guys are still there. They dedicated their lives to this stuff. Failing that please enjoy this song. They did a ska version of “Brain Damage” as well as “Sunshine of Your Love”. Not gimmicky ones, either. They seem a perfect match. When they came to town, it felt like they were my little secret. Although I’m glad this turned out to not be so by a long shot. And like most people, but for different reasons, when bands of the 80’s and 90’s would slip on thru to public consciousness, I would hope that Bim would slip on thru as well, but they did not. If a band that good, that energetic and unique didn’t make it to the next level, what kind of seedy soul-selling mischief would it take?