Dutch treat

Summer driving around in Mary's car pulled up an old tape of Betty Serveert's 1992 Palomine. This is a good record. These nederlanders did better than most of their contemporaries (cf. Oasis and the Catherine Wheel) to recycle Skynyrd grooves, and the drummer has a full-on jazzy groove. The lead singer sings with real passion, investing much in her sophomoric lyrics. Incredibly, this band still exists.

Somehow my focus on Betty Serveert has been broken by discovering what Dexter Romweber is up to. I'm delighted to see that he's neither dead nor held within some psych ward. Sounds like he's sober now.