Ever had a friend who insists you listen to his or her favorite band right this second? The immensely popular Ween is the poster band for such a “force feed”—their loyal fans being seemingly obsessed with making you obsessed, as well—and the first time I heard them under such circumstances, I hated it. I thought it was poppy crap and wanted nothing more to do with it. Things change, and much like Mom trying to pitch me the notion that eventually I’d like broccoli, something clicked and I learned to respect if not love Ween.
The Friends EP is a typical Ween release—not because its contents are predictable, but rather because they’re all over the musical map. “Friends” (rumored to be a re-mix of the only song that appears on the band’s forth-coming album La Cucaracha) is a bizarre synth-pop number that sounds like it was composed to appeal to Cher fans, and “King Billy” is random reggae at it’s finest. They’re songs typical of what die-hard fans have come to expect from the band, despite being from opposite ends of the musical spectrum. Both are ahead of and behind their times, and further proof these musical chameleons continue to impress over time. (Al Pils)