For most people, the band Bush means one thing: Gavin Rossdale. With his good looks, sexy widow’s peak and famous marriage to the hyperactive she-beast hiccup machine that we call Gwen Stefani, Mr. Rossdale has been sucking up all of the attention since his band’s debut album, Sixteen Stone, was released in late 1994. There was a serious backlash against the band at the time — the Bush boys were viewed as inauthentic English opportunists who tried to profit off of the last gasps of grunge. But the music wasn’t really all that bad. (Remember Crash Test Dummies? That was bad.) If you were at all aware of alternative music in the mid-’90s, like it or not, Bush was a part of your life. Embrace the memories.
Proposal: Can we get back into debating what bands are and aren’t posers? That was fun.
link: Riverfront Times