Old Ass Ween News(228 total)

I cannot place the music, it seems rather disharmonic to me. No connection to Cohen that I can see - other than being the exact opposite of the atmosphere, with kind of a dark quality, stressed by repetitiveness, disharmony, slowgoing syncopated rhythm and abuse of sound-distortions...

What can really be said about Ween? While you will very rarely, if ever, hear a Ween song on the radio, and your average chap on the street probably has never heard the hallowed refrain of "Mr. Would You Please Help My Pony?", they have this thoroughly devoted underground following everywhere they go...

The music on this album navigates an enormous spectrum of genres, and is delivered with a completely anarchic disregard for getting everything to sound perfect. The effect is immediately enveloping...

Two boys residing in New Hope, Pennsylvania, named Aaron Freeman and Mickey Melchiondo meet in an eighth grade typing class in 1984. They huff Scotchgard. They make lots (some say thousands) of four-track recordings. They worship the demon-god Boognish. They assume the names Gene and Dean, respectively, and together activate Ween...

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After well over a decade of cult-band status, Ween seems to be opening the door of it's dark, smoke-filled room to admit a wider audience...

The brave new world of downloadable music has been getting a lot of press. It's also been getting a lot of complaints: most of the legal downloads out there tend to be by bands you've never heard of...

Critics scratch their heads over Ween's conflation of parody and panegyric, their lack of concern with issues of authenticity, and their refusal to stick to one or even a few genres. It's all beside the point...

I don't know why the publicist put me on the phone with some guy named Aaron, but he was really boring and didn't have much to say about Ween. I think he might have been a roadie or something...

The story of Ween's beginnings is a familiar one. It all started at the lunch table in junior high. Six or seven pre-teens convening daily to swap records and talk about their favorite bands. It's the story of how a lot of guys begin their life-long passion for rock...

For a city known for its famous tea party and baked beans, things were sure smelling like cheese when Ween came to town recently. "This is our last show," yelled Gene Ween from the stage...

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Almost an hour after the doors opened at the Trocadero in Philadelphia last weekend for the sold-out performance by Bucks County's finest, Ween, the waiting line still curled around the building into the adjoining parking lot...

Early Ween records - like The Pod and God Ween Satan: The Oneness - sound like the work of two permanently stoned teenagers, but the band made a startling about-face on its straight-faced, profanity-laced 1996 country album, 12 Golden Country Greats...

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Many adjectives have been used to describe the music of Bucks County duo Ween, including iconoclastic, ingenious, charming, funny, tasteless and self-indulgent. None, however, is as overused as "weird"...

In 1994 Aaron Freeman and Mickey Melchiondo, better known to the world at large as Gene and Dean Ween, issued Chocolate and Cheese, an Elektra Records release that won critical praise, significant radio airplay, and frequent exposure on that repository of cultural significance, Beavis and Butt-head...

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What is it that makes Bucks County duo Ween go from the spastic esoterica of their previous four albums to a thematic disc of '70s-style country music? "We had the opportunity to go to Nashville," said Gene Ween...

Country bands usually keep poker faces, but the one at Tramps on Friday night couldn't help grinning. They were backing Ween, and between the rudely funny lyrics and the uproarious audience, they loosened up fast...

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If you are unfamiliar with rock's consummate idiot savants from Pennsylvania way, then (1) you'll need to watch more TV, and (2) you're taking life way too seriously. With that said, we are very proud to introduce you to the whacked world of the Ween brothers...

"I Can't Put My Finger On It"... Neither can you on Ween's music, since it does everything!...

In this world where a band can easily become stuck in a musical rut, producing the same uninspired boring garbage again and again, Ween stands out as a beacon offering hope to the eclectic sailor engulfed by the mostly-unimaginative musical sea...