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Break Yo’ TV: Butcherings by the “Worst Band Ever”… Hush

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    When you look at listings for local shows in most towns, you will find a large selection of cover bands. Usually a band of older guys who want to pay tribute to their favorite musicians/bands every Thursday night down at the VFW Hall. I’m not knocking cover bands at all. I was in a very popular cover band in college called The Dance Commanders, and we were awesome. It was always a lot of fun, as are most cover bands–if they are done right.

    I would like to introduce you, faithful reader, to Augusta, Georgia’s own Hush. A ragtag group of non-musicians who caused a stir in the internet a few months ago with a video of their cover of Pink Floyd’s “Comfortably Numb”. It was their first gig, and the worst thing you’ve ever seen. The video below–and subsequent videos–kind of speak for themselves, so go forth and enjoy.

    Pink Floyd – “Comfortably Numb”


    This is the video that started it all. If you love this song, or love Pink Floyd, I defy you to make it all the way through this video without removing the skin from your arms and prying off your finger nails in anger like a PCP junkie. I have made it through multiple times because I’m a damn professional journalist and had to do it for this article, but I’ll tell you: I’m no better for it.

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    Right from the start, things go wrong. What sounds like a cymbal roll intro turns into a slow guitar strum, one bass note hit, hesitant vocal start, and instantly everything you remembered and cherished is quickly flushed into a cesspool of pain and forced buggery. The lead singer, Joe Zale, seems lost. It’s either from the drummer playing erratic beats and tempos, the guitarists not even coming close to the drummer, or the bass player six steps behind everybody. Zale shakes his head in points, trying to remove the cobwebs and drug haze of his youth to find some kind of common ground. He knows they sound bad, but he tries to soldier on. He even tries to get the crowd into it during the “Stand up. I do believe it’s working” verse (complete with his own echo since the microphone has no effects) by waving his hands up, pleading for some kind of recognition.

    The guitar solo comes up around the 1:57 mark, and you can see the guitarist – aka Andy Lester – get ready. He stops playing…whatever god damned chords he is playing, and nonchalantly goes to his distortion pedal, turns it on, and…plunks out the worst, 3rd-grade-guitar-class, hands in jars his whole life, “guitar solo” I have ever heard. This band just might be the live version of those “So-and-so Shreds” videos. Christ almighty.

    The band manages to hit the choruses with authority, but that’s about it. Zale is always itching to show off his chops when it comes to “IIIIIIIIIIIIII have become…comfortably numb.” When it comes after the solo, he blasts it and his vocal chords hang on for dear life. In the end, the band just seems to stop playing, the crowd awkwardly claps, and the humble leader mutters a “thank you very much” and the band quickly exits.

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