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The Rubinoos - Strangers in a Strange Land

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In a just universe you would give this bio your full and sustained attention. And in a just universe the story contained herein would be adapted and produced as a PBS American Mastersprogram (four-parts, ideally). Why? Because this bio has in it the story of The Rubinoos, a tale that has all the peaks and valleys of Shakespeare's best. It's the story of America's favorite band (if only America had paid better attention). But it's not a just universe, and this is not a story that comes to us from a just universe. It couldn't. There's no good music in a just universe. They don't need the good music there. We need it here. That's why we have the Rubinoos. Music for an unjust universe.

The occasion for this bio is a new album. A remarkable new Rubinoos album. I'm not being paid enough to lie about that (sorry, Yep Roc). I believe From Home is an event, if you know enough to be ready for it. So, before turning to the specifics of this new recording, some set-up is required. Meaning, I want you to know enough to know to be ready for it. But, first, can we linger for a moment on this number? The Rubinoos stayed together fifty years to bring you From Home. How long did your band stay together? I'm referring to your band that recently had a reunion show and told a local newspaper you'd been "six years in the trenches together." You said, "We'll always be brothers, like family." We've all said stuff like that. But next to the Rubinoos, our bands met in the morning and broke up that afternoon.

This is something else. Fifty years of pop exploration, of four people singing and playing as one, fusing themselves together. 10,000 hours? In Rubinoos terms, that's a mere beginning. The Rubinoos adventure began in 1970, at a Berkeley, California middle school. Ronald Reagan, then Governor of California, gave the order to spray tear gas into a crowd of radicals on the UC Berkeley campus. The prevailing winds, blowing in from the Pacific, carried the tear gas onto the playground of that middle school. The future Rubinoos breathed it in. In that moment, they became a part of the fabric of American history. Or something like that.
In a just universe you would give this bio your full and sustained attention. And in a just universe the story contained herein would be adapted and produced as a PBS American Mastersprogram (four-parts, ideally). Why? Because this bio has in it the story of The Rubinoos, a tale that has all the peaks and valleys of Shakespeare's best. It's the story of America's favorite band (if only America had paid better attention). But it's not a just universe, and this is not a story that comes to us from a just universe. It couldn't. There's no good music in a just universe. They don't need the good music there. We need it here. That's why we have the Rubinoos. Music for an unjust universe.

The occasion for this bio is a new album. A remarkable new Rubinoos album. I'm not being paid enough to lie about that (sorry, Yep Roc). I believe From Home is an event, if you know enough to be ready for it. So, before turning to the specifics of this new recording, some set-up is required. Meaning, I want you to know enough to know to be ready for it. But, first, can we linger for a moment on this number? The Rubinoos stayed together fifty years to bring you From Home. How long did your band stay together? I'm referring to your band that recently had a reunion show and told a local newspaper you'd been "six years in the trenches together." You said, "We'll always be brothers, like family." We've all said stuff like that. But next to the Rubinoos, our bands met in the morning and broke up that afternoon.

This is something else. Fifty years of pop exploration, of four people singing and playing as one, fusing themselves together. 10,000 hours? In Rubinoos terms, that's a mere beginning. The Rubinoos adventure began in 1970, at a Berkeley, California middle school. Ronald Reagan, then Governor of California, gave the order to spray tear gas into a crowd of radicals on the UC Berkeley campus. The prevailing winds, blowing in from the Pacific, carried the tear gas onto the playground of that middle school. The future Rubinoos breathed it in. In that moment, they became a part of the fabric of American history. Or something like that.
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