

Ian actually gave my crutched ass a ride home, come to think of it. Coincidentally, this show also marked the first time I would meet Karl Hendricks and Ian Williams who at the time were in a band together called Sludgehammer but later went on to be in The Karl Hendricks Trio and Don Caballero/Storm & Stress/Battles later. Ian was routinely bashing his head into the low ceiling and the rest of the band could best be described as "frenetic". During that 17 minutes, I was a mere foot from Steve Kroner and only a few more feet away from Ian Svevonious who was yelling and screaming like his throat was just cut open. 17 minutes later, they were done and packing up. A few minutes later, NOU set up and immediately exploded into their set. Making my way down those steep stairs into the basement, I decided it was best if I stood behind one of the small speaker columns to reduce the risk of getting my ankle injured further. The interior of the van looked like a bomb went off. Like something out of a movie, the Ulysses van pulled right up to the front door and the side door opened with Ulysses and Bikini Kill members spilling out onto the sidewalk. I think Feral Family, Blunderbuss or Salt Chunk Mary opened. Little did I know what I was about to see.Īfter being dropped off, I sat out on the stoop of the house waiting for the show to start.


At the time, they didn’t even have their debut single out, but I was still super-excited to see them. Seeing as how I didn’t own a car, I was able to convince my roommate Gary to give me a quick ride over to this small house in Squirrel Hill where NOU were playing. So for about a month, on the hilly Pittsburgh streets, I had to maneuver with crutches. I should also add that I was doing a fair bit of running which was immediately halted when I tore all of the ligaments out of my right ankle. In the spring of ’91, I was living in Pittsburgh and fiinishing up my MBA at UPitt. I know I’m not alone in saying that seeing The Nation of Ulysses might be one of the best bands of all time.
