Freak Scene – Dinosaur Jr (1988, SST Records)
More running this morning. I decided that whatever song was playing the moment I reached three miles would be the selected song – and I was rather pleased when this absolute stone cold classic fired up around just before.
For a song that is just over three and a half minutes long it is chock full of wonderful moments. For instance, that guitar bit at the start, that is now, probably one of the most instantly recognisable intros in alternative rock. Back when I was lad, just hearing two seconds of that fire up would be enough to send me running to the dancefloor to entertain people with my Kermit in a Blender Impression.
Then you have the riff. Or rather, the first riff. A riff so big that you can park a bus in it. It jumps in from literally nowhere at thirty seconds and then explodes again about eight seconds later into this ridiculously heavy section that jangles away like a heavy rock version of the Troggs. Ah man its so wonderful.
Not quite as wonderful as the break that occurs around one minute in, when the heaviness is almost forgotten, and a pop song emerges as guitars strum away like something on Postcard Records and the vocals go all summery until J Mascis forgets all that and brings in that riff.
Or riff number two if you like, a whirling, snarly beast of riff that literally snaps the song in half like an angry elephant stomping through a wood. Its one of rocks music finest 40 seconds and that almost gently brings us to the line that launched a thousand club nights called ‘Freakscene’ across the land – you know the one….
“Just don’t let me fuck up will you, cos when I need a friend It’s still you”