THE MUMMIES UNWRAPPED
Just don't call it a reunion
A Master Class on Budget Rock™ is long overdue and would benefit every band out there. The central figures of that seminar would surely be the Mummies, with lessons covering how to spawn your own rock subgenre, “acquire” cheap vintage gear without getting caught, buck industry trends like releasing new music on the most current and popular formats and platforms, and touring—all that without showing your face in public EVER, even four decades in.
That’s exactly how the Mummies created their own world. A world where a band, bandaged from head to toe, driving around in a 1963 Pontiac Bonneville ambulance, taught hipster doofuses-of-the-day songs by the Wallers, Devo, and the Beatles. A world where an invite to Sub Pop’s Singles Club spurred the band’s own record spoofing the series, accompanied by their rejection letter to the label, signed: “So Fuck Off. The Mummies.”
