The Dandy Warhols - Best Friend
If record reviews were report cards from a progressive elementary school, then year after year the Dandy Warhols’ would read “Dandy takes on every project with enthusiasm and creativity, but we feel that he is still not fulfilling his real potential.”
That said, they have their moments.
I was living in Portland, OR in the mid-’90s, working a series of post-liberal arts degree jobs that included time as a technical writer for a small company in downtown Portland. Not one of the best times of my life; a lot happened in a short time, capped by a close friend’s death.
I was walking home late one night after a couple of weeks of long hours, exhausted and dozing on my feet. As I crossed 405 on Burnside, the (literal cassette) mixtape I was listening to shifted into Best Friend. I had seen the Dandy Warhols once or twice around Portland and never paid too much attention, but at that time and place the song was perfect.
