OR every band catapulted to arena-filling fame in the alt. rock gold rush of the 1990s, a dozen more genuinely alternative contemporaries never quite made the grade. In the case of Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, they were just too noisy, too surreal, too experimental, too stylistically promiscuous. These Bay Area absurdists sounded like a mash-up of Sonic Youth, Flaming humour. “We were in between different worlds,” co-founder Mark Davies tells from Portland, Oregon. “We weren’t really pop, we weren’t polished. We were too weird for where punk was going, but not weird enough for the avant-garde scene either.”
