it ain’t so much a possum as it is a dixon

the year was 1993. i was in eighth grade and rob zabrecky, lead singer and bassist for the band possum dixon, was making me harder than chinese algebra. i listened to their first album so much, i’m surprised my cassette copy still works.

and then? the band was gone. whither goest thou, possum dixon, alone and raving in the night?

when i got my first soul-sucking full-time office job, i resurrected the self-titled possum dixon tape and listened to it on my walkman whilst filing. (sample lyric from the song ‘nerves’: ‘i hate work / i’m a mailroom clerk / oh, linda! stop me / from making mistakes!’) ah! i finally get the corporate drone angst! and the fact that there are always twelve middle-aged women in an office named linda!

here we are over ten years after the album's release. me? i’m getting out of the ubiquitous office soon to attend a prestigious art school. zabrecky? touring l.a. with his show of amazing prestidigitation. not so different. i know i look better than i did at thirteen, and rob’s looking a little like noah taylor from the life aquatic. never mind. we always have the memories. and the songs. oh, the songs!

p.s. - from what i can tell, it’s pretty much a requirement that i form and/or join a terrible band while in art school. future bandmates take note…we are performing these songs. and i get to sing.

Download: watch the girl destroy me, elevators
Buy the album: possum dixon