Join host Lance Uehara Davis on the final Don't Call It Nothing podcast. We finish our four-part look at Mark Lanegan and the Screaming Trees in the 1990s. This time we hit the final two years of the decade—1998-99—as the Trees sputter to the finish line and Lanegan cleans himself up and releases a solid, if flawed effort (Scraps At Midnight) and a stone-cold masterpiece (I'll Take Care Of You). Thank you friends for your support along the way. It's been a helluva ride. See ya on the flippet...
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Join host Lance Uehara Davis on the final Don't Call It Nothing podcast. We finish our four-part look at Mark Lanegan and the Screaming Trees in the 1990s. This time we hit the final two years of the decade—1998-99—as the Trees sputter to the finish line and Lanegan cleans himself up and releases a solid, if flawed effort (Scraps At Midnight) and a stone-cold masterpiece (I'll Take Care Of You). Thank you friends for your support along the way. It's been a helluva ride. See ya on the flippet...
UPDATE: I replaced the original file because I inadvertently muted a couple different music tracks. Therein lies the problem with DIY. Sometimes Y can't get out of his own gotdang way lol. Don't Call It Nothing Episode 8 now live! We're headed to Oklahoma City to catch up with the Flaming Lips and their 1995 masterpiece Clouds Taste Metallic. We celebrate the short-lived Steven Drozd/Ronald Jones era, take a side jaunt to In A Priest Driven Ambulance, and unfortunately, have to reckon with o...
Don't Call It Nothing
Join host Lance Uehara Davis on the final Don't Call It Nothing podcast. We finish our four-part look at Mark Lanegan and the Screaming Trees in the 1990s. This time we hit the final two years of the decade—1998-99—as the Trees sputter to the finish line and Lanegan cleans himself up and releases a solid, if flawed effort (Scraps At Midnight) and a stone-cold masterpiece (I'll Take Care Of You). Thank you friends for your support along the way. It's been a helluva ride. See ya on the flippet...
