I’ve spoken about them a few times here before, but I’ve always been a pretty big fan of LCD Soundsystem. I mean, sure, I was less than entirely amazed when they reconvened after barely breaking-up for a couple of years, despite the fact that their return was feted by their millennial fan base in a manner that suggested the type of reception a rare, post-death resumption of duties by The Clash or the Beatles would enjoy. But yeah, ever since first hearing the aging music-snob manifesto, “Losing My Edge” back in 2002, I was fully onboard. That LCD mainman James Murphy copped to cribbing the bassline for same from “Change” by my beloved Killing Joke certainly didn’t hurt. (Yes, yes, I know, pedants – said bassline originally came from “Me & Baby Brother” by War, blah blah blah).
Anyway, I dutifully picked up each successive LCD Soundsystem release, encouraged by Murphy’s commendable taste, DIY aesthetic and knack for big fuckoff hooks. They seemed to go from a cool little indie band to a somewhat major phenom in fairly short order. I managed to see them perform at the awful Terminal 5 a couple of times, but thought their final show at Madison Square Garden – a room usually reserved for KISS and `Maiden – was a little unduly audacious. But, if I’m not mistaken, they sold it out, so -– clearly -– what the fuck do I know?
Over the years, meanwhile, on more than a couple of occasions, it has been remarked upon that I somewhat resemble LCD’s James Murphy. That might give some folks pause, but given that Murphy and I are close in age (I’m about three years old than him), it’s not too much of a stretch. We share an affinity for facial scruff and both boast physiques that could best be described as “dadly.” Coincidentally, it seems many are speculating that Murphy is about to join me in the ranks of fatherhood. We also probably share a few of the same vices. As such, being told I might look like him doesn’t really bug me at all.
That all said, earlier this week, SPIN Magazine -– ostensibly a magazine I used to work for (albeit in a very different era) –- posted a terrifying (to me) article that made an arguably credible case in asserting that LCD Soundsystem’s James Murphy bears a striking resemblance to the Team Trump’s Machiavellian puppet-master, doom-obsessed Alt.Right kingpin and self-appointed apocalypse-harvester Steve Bannon.
Beyond the unspeakable nature of his worldview and curriculum vitae, Bannon is a girthy – and doubtlessly gassy – specimen, peppered with liver spots and gin blossoms of a variety that intones that their host is voluntarily dying from the inside out. While I sometimes have privately worried that I’m just a cheeseburger and a couple of pints away from looking like Bannon, to see it in stark black n’ white was a bit of a day-ruiner.
I feel like James Murphy and I should start a new jogging regimen together.
Me, circa 2009
Steve "Look Forward to a War with China!" Bannon