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Even the most topical songs got a little love in them.

Anybody who knows us knows we do our share of topical songs. I don’t mean the kind of tunes you spread on your skin as a moisturizer – I mean songs about shit happening in the world. You know – the kind that get you pegged as a commie or a freak or something. Yeah, we do those.

I guess you could say that our latest single Against It is one such number. It’s a little ditty about the genocide in Gaza and how American politicians try to cover their asses over their support for the Israeli campaign in that unfortunate imprisoned enclave. Just the sort of song that might have put some noses out of joint five or ten years ago, though less so now. I’m guessing it’s gotten us added to somebody’s list, though likely we were already on it.

Welcome To It

Of course, Against It is not our first foray into this particular area of international political controversy. Our 2008 album International House closed with a song called Taxidermist Zoo, which was about the occupied territories during the Sharon-era crackdown against the second Intifada. (The title comes from a kind of bloodless New York Times article at that time describing a zoo comprised of stuffed animals in the West Bank, made from the carcasses of the creatures formerly on display who died as a result of the ongoing Israeli attack on Palestinian society.)

In fact, International House was almost entirely made up of topical songs, from the opener Welcome To It (about the Washington consensus and global domination), to Enter The Mind (rendering prisoners and torture), to For Your Majesty’s Amusement (people powered revolutions), and so on. Then there’s, well, Volcano Man, which is about … I don’t know … something.

Cousin Rick’s Contribution

I suppose you could say our most overtly political album was Cowboy Scat: Songs in the Key of Rick, if only because it focused exclusively on former Texas governor Rick Perry and his exploits in the 2012 presidential election. That said, it was also our silliest album by far, made up of songs culled from our podcast, THIS IS BIG GREEN, in which we took delight in roasting Rick and other strange public figures in the political space. (Cousin Rick was such a rich vein for that sort of thing – the songs practically wrote themselves.)

Some of the songs on 2000 Years to Christmas had some political shadings, but that was not the driving theme by any means. Our most recent album, In Retrograde, however, has no overt politics, just stuff about love and angst and loss and wanting shit to happen – you know, the usual stuff pop songs are made of. Took kind of a hard turn on that one. I mean, typically even our topical songs contain a little bit of honey, but that sucker was the whole hive and then some.

We’re Number One!

Can’t remember who said, come up with a category no one ever heard of and be the best at it. Well, I can’t make that claim for Big Green, but what I can say is that we are the single least commercially successful band of our generation. That’s a superlative we totally own. No one who has written and released as much material as we have has sold fewer units …. no-body. Hey – somebody had to do it!

Who the hell are we? It’s all a blur to us now.

Remember those blurry shots of us romping around Forest Hill Cemetery back in our old home town? Sure you do – we’ve used them a million times. There we were, just posing with the marble angels, when the photographer decided to take shots of us running as he ran backwards in front of us. That’s when the world went all wiggly.

Well, that was back in the early nineties. As I said, we’ve been using those as publicity shots for decades, mostly because they’re some of the few decent images of us from when we were youngish. In those days, people didn’t have hi-def video cameras in their pockets. Phones were something wired to the wall (pretty much) and cameras were a thing. (Ask your mother.)

Unlike a lot of nobody bands at that time, we were fortunate enough to know some first-rate photographers, like friend of Big Green Leif Zurmuhlen. (He’s still shooting up a storm for pubs like Nippertown in Albany, NY.) The blurry images were taken by somebody else competent. But the point is that our best shots are from those days when skilled people with cameras happened to be our friends.

Case of mistaken identity

Given that we spent a fair amount of time in a blur, it’s not surprising that we might get confused with other people. I mean, look at the photo – that could be anybody. And frankly, with a name like Big Green, one might expect to encounter doppelgangers. It has two common words, and one of them is a color, for crying out loud.

Well … it happened. Not sure exactly how, but our catalog of poor-selling music got mixed up with that of another act named Big Green. (I believe there’s more than one, actually.) It’s a hip hop artist, and a number of their works were attributed to our account, just as a few or ours have (and continue to be) attributed to their account. As we’re working on a new album, we thought this might be a good time to kind of untangle that mess.

We’ve had some success in this, but it’s not finished. We haven’t heard from the other Big Green, but I imagine they’re grateful for our efforts, as I believe their music is a hell of a lot more popular than ours. I’m expecting a fruit basket from them any day now.

Pump up the jam

Speaking of streaming services, now might be a good time for you to add Big Green (um … THIS Big Green) to your playlists. In fact, while you’re doing that, maybe let our songs run for a few hours and rack up some plays – We’re wearing cardboard belts!

Here’s where to go to find our sorry asses:

This is us on Amazon music. Don’t buy anything – just use your account to play your favorites from our various releases.

We’re also on Spotify. And no, we don’t know Joe Rogan. We’re just on the same streaming service, that’s all. Again, put us on continuous loop – Daddy needs new shoes.

We also have an artist site on Apple Music. This one is a little confused, as they haven’t included our album Cowboy Scat. (That one is still attributed to the hip-hop Big Green, poor sods.)

Big Green is probably on other services that are downstream of the majors, as we’re distributed by The Orchard and by CD Baby. (2000 Years to Christmas and International House are through the Orchard; Cowboy Scat is through CD Baby.)

Free stuff

If you don’t have a hay-penny, god bless you. But if you don’t have access to streaming services, you can listen to our music for free – just let us know that you want to and we’ll make it happen. Be nice to us and we’ll send you a genuine first-edition Big Green button, designed by photographer Leif Zurmuhlen, hand-pressed by Big Green co-founder Ned Danison back in the eighties, and stuffed into a box for 35 years. Just ask!

New year is here: Back to work, lazy mothers!

Well, that was a nice little holiday break, and we all had a bit of a laugh. But now it’s 2024, dudes – time to get back down to it. No more messing around, no more late rising. You had your vacation, damn it! Nose to the grindstone, my fine little friends.

That’s my version of a pep talk. I’ve never been much in the way of a motivational speaker, especially when the audience is me and my brother. Neither one of us wants to take any of THAT guy’s bullshit. And as you know from long experience, Big Green is a leaderless collective. We don’t subscribe to self-imposed hierarchies. Nor do we subscribe to the daily paper, or even a monthly newsletter. But I digress.

A far safer Forbin Project

I’m not sure, but I think we’re in year two of producing this particular album. And if you include the year or so we spent working out which album we were going to make (new songs or retreads), call it three. Why does it take Big Green so damn long to make a record? Well, there are three reasons:

  1. We’re slow as a mother. Always have been, always will be. That’s just the speed we’re built for, man – can’t help it. What the hell, it took us five years to finish International House, and it takes less than an hour to listen to the s.o.b.
  2. We’re oldsters. That’s part of the reason for #1. Not much we can do about that shit. Stick around long enough and you’ll be old, too.
  3. We’re busy-ass mo-fo’s. Matt in particular has a raft of responsibilities. I myself don’t have a raft, but I have responsibilities. Hence, we record maybe once a week, whether we need to or not.

Thing is, we tend to approach each album like it’s the Forbin Project. Whether you’re building Colossus or Guardian, it’s a heavy lift. Though thankfully, unlike the Forbin project, the fate of the world doesn’t hang in the balance … and Patty Duke’s father plays no role whatsoever in our production process.

Leftovers and tailings

Some of you (and you know who you are) have asked if there won’t be a sample or two of the current project available at some point. No man can say! We like to toss random recordings out there from time to time – some are leftovers, some are tailings or abandoned experiments. (As you know, Dark Christmas was one of those from our first album, 2000 Years to Christmas.)

The truth is, we haven’t even done any rough mixes yet, which is kind of nuts. We’re also in the process of upgrading from Cubase 9 to Cubase 12 (yes, I know – they just released 13, the motherfuckers) and changing platforms. And hell, we’ve got at least 25 songs under serious construction, with another 15 to 20 started. And another thing …. OUCH.

We’ll get this sucker done, trust me. Or my name isn’t … uh … whatever it is.

Random Lyric

Here’s an old one by Big Green co-founder Ned Danison:

Now the picture in my mind is hazy
Just like the number’s washed off my hand
I’m just another nameless no one
She’s just another faceless one night stand

From the song “A Name and a Face”. Listen to the demo we recorded in 1986: