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Human Switchboard, Who’s Landing in My Hangar: Anthology 1977 - 1984
Bar None Records, Oct. 24

12/29/11
By Eric Saeger news@hippopress.com



Some cultural quirks have no business ever developing, such as in the ’90s, when suddenly, like some weird psychic flash mob, all of Seattle’s rock royalty, everyone from Screaming Trees to Chris Cornell, declared Human Switchboard the greatest, like, ever, band (Kurt Cobain, apparently having never heard a Ramones or Bad Brains song before, went so far as to drawl that HS’s “Refrigerator Door” was the “Stairway to Heaven” of punk). Haven’t heard anything about them since, have you, until now, not that I need to drive the point home any further? But shut up, Saeger, even you can see the vital importance of a band that could morph from Richard Hell (whenever Bob Pfiefer sang) to 10,000 Maniacs (whenever Myrna Marcarian sang) at will and, plus, also, used genuine Munsters keyboards to scoop up all the retro-’50s brownie points the industry was doling out in those days to their favorite good doobies. I’ll assume that there are literally handfuls of people who might be interested in knowing this (quite generous) retrospective album exists, and so my work is done pertinent to this item, up up and away. B- — Eric W. Saeger






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