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The decision that this would be our last album was made back in early
1994. There were no dramatic movements of tempers flaring, or major
musical differences, or feelings of resentment and hatred within the
band or anything like that. There was a catalyst, however. We had
a really bad tour. At some point we were bound to reach the point
where the hassles of being in the band overwhelmed the fun of being
in the band. For most of us, touring just wasn't fun anymore.
After years of going on tour, we had just about run out of ways to
keep it interesting. So we stopped touring. Very shortly thereafter,
one of us expressed the wish to bow out entirely after one more album.
Being a band of good friends, it was inconceivable that the band could
exist without one of the members. So we decided to make one more record,
and call it quits.
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Tar - Chicago 10/94
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supplied by Malcom Riviera
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And so, roughly one and a half years later, "Over And Out" is released.
We approached this album in much the same way we have approached the
others. We employed this narrow sonic palette that we have (our
instruments have sounded almost identical from release to release)
started kicking around ideas, and went wherever the songs took us. We
believed the sound of our instruments was unique enough among other
bands of our rock ilk that we could indulge ourselves by approaching
songwriting from an extremely open frame of mind, and still be confident
that whatever we tackled would become part of a cohesive whole. Almost
all of our songs came out of group improvisations which then were
refined and refined and refined and cut up and turned over and generally
fucked with structurally and harmonically until a song we were all happy
with finally took shape. Finding the right chords to fit next to each
other in a given part can take months. "Known Anomalies", for example,
was a song that was kicking around in one form or another for over a
year before it settled into place a month or two after the basic tracks
were recorded when a couple of guitar overdubs and vocal "enhancements"
were finally added. Many potential songs were thrown out when all
four members could not come to an agreement.
On this final album of ours, the songs ended up covering more territory
stylistically than before. This is probably more by coincidence than
by design. Only in the very rare cases have we set out in advance to
write a certain type of song. After all, this armchair analysis that
you have just read was put together through hindsight. I don't believe
that we ever once discussed any of our methods of songwriting at the
time we were writing. That would be cheating. We didn't follow any
direction excepting that which the songs dictated.
Tar formed in the year of 1988 in Chicago, Illinois. The bass guitar
parts were written and played by Tom Mescher up until January of 1991
at which point Tom Zaluckyj was more than happy to fill his shoes. The
guitars were always played by Mark Zablocki and John Mohr, though Tom
and even myself started to moonlight a bit there towards the end. Tar
used to tour a lot back in the day. Following the "European Debacle"
of 1993 we quit touring altogether, and finally, in 1995, brought its
prolific carrer to an abrupt close. During our tenure, Tar released
four singles, four albums, two mini albums, and contributed songs to
six compilations and split singles. We never made a living off of our
music, and, "Thank God" we never had to.
--- Mike Greenlees
In 1993 we toured like madmen, in part to promote "Toast". It was
also because we were partly addicted to the lure of the road.
After dozens of U.S. shows, we embarked on a European tour in late
October. We ripped through ten countries in six weeks, insulted the
French, embraced the Czechs, and endured unpredictable road adventures
that would make Kerouac shiver. As usual the Europeans were great, but
little did we know that this would be our last full tour.
We returned home in early December, took some time off and did some
soul searching. In January we met over breakfast and coffee at a little
diner on W. Belmont. We talked, assessed our situation, and came
to the mutual decision to stop touring. No more walking the rope
without a net. It was time to stop and smell the flowers, get jobs and
lay down roots. We would only play weekend dates for people in the
the great Midwest. We also agreed to write one more album.
"Over And Out" is our latest and last full length album. It took
over a year to write, but hey, democracy is a slow process. "Over
and Out" as usual was produced by the band. For recording purposes
we employed Steve Albini to engineer seven songs. Bob Weston engineered
the remaining three. Listeners will notice the usual Tar elements,
(methodical song writing, shifting dynamics, layered guitars) but
may also notice a more somber mood. We expanded our time restraints
on some songs, and weren't afraid to whisper on others. We also
threw in a few barnburners for good measure. The result is a sonic
downer, a "roaster" as John would say. We are very happy with the album
and hope you are too.
On May 1995, we played our last show at an American Legion Hall in
Peoria, Ill. When it was over we did what we normally did, get paid,
pack up and drive home. No tears. No apologies. No regrets. The
limp reminder of the evening was a banner hung over the stage. An
American flag with the slogan "For God And Country" bordered around
it, the significance of which will not be lost upon us. Burn, baby
burn.
Amen, Abagados, Over and Out.
--- Mark Zablocki