Through the years, the band went through many line-up changes, with Ben and John being the only constant members since the band's inception. Screeching Weasel officially broke up for (roughly) the third - and allegedly final - time on July 6, 2001.
The band did a few surprise shows between 2001-2009.
Ben Weasel reformed the group in March 2009 with a new line-up, and without John Jughead. Ben had released solo albums that were the same just in his name. John finally settled for T-Shirt money for being an original member of the band and a royalties for a handful songs he co-wrote, and let Ben play as Screeching Weasel with the hundreds of song lyrics and music has written.
Former Members include renowned punk rock record producer Mass Giorgini on bass guitar, Dan Panic (born Dan Sullivan) on drums, and Danny Vapid (born Dan Schafer,on guitar or bass, depending on the band's necessity. Dan is currently fronting The Methadones and formerly of Sludgeworth)
Members of Screeching Weasel have gone on to form bands such as: The Methadones, The Mopes, Even in Blackouts, and Sweet Black And Blue.
Screeching Weasel has also included members of Green Day, Sludgeworth, Common Rider, Squirtgun, and Teen Idols.
During one of the band's many break-ups, Weasel and Vapid also formed the Riverdales. Additionally, Ben Weasel released a solo record in 2002 entitled Fidatevi.
In 2004 Ben Weasel rescinded all of the Screeching Weasel and Riverdales masters from Lookout! Records in the wake of long-running financial and personal conflicts. The masters were subsequently licensed to and reissued by Asian Man Records.
On December 7, 2010, it was announced that Screeching Weasel will release a new album on March 15, 2011, the band's first album in eleven years. The album will be titled First World Manifesto and will be released on Fat Wreck Chords. It will contain 14 new songs and is produced by Mike Kennerty of The All-American Rejects. It was announced that the label will also be releasing the back catalogs of Screeching Weasel, the Riverdales, and Ben Weasel.
On March 18, 2011, during Screeching Weasel's South by Southwest Festival performance at the Scoot Inn in Austin, Texas, Foster reached from the stage and slapped a female audience member who had spit on him several times. This sent off a fire storm web frenzy from all of the self -righteous non Screeching Weasel fans. Ben apologized for his actions, but all of the perfect people who never loose there cool were not satisfied.
Ben and his hired band had a falling out. He found out who his true friends and fans were. After over a year of spending time with his family and raising a new baby, he released Carnival of Schadenfreude EP in 2011 with huge interest and has resumed his music career again full swing.
Six A.M.
Screeching Weasel Lyrics
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The Screeching Weasel's song "Six A.M." conveys the intense feelings of infatuation that one can experience after meeting someone they find attractive. The lyrics are reflective of the thoughts that can roam through one's mind after meeting someone whom they have a crush on. The singer is struggling to contain their emotions as they confess their misplaced feelings like they know it's not "cool" to express them.
The singer's affectionate feelings are exaggerated as they describe themselves as "whacked out on high octane." They speak of walking and talking in the park with the object of their affection, fantasizing about going home with them. The singer sits at home, still thinking about the person they like and daydreaming about them.
The use of phrases such as "flipping my wig" and "laid on the floor wondering what I should do" highlights the singer's vulnerability and confusion. These lyrics convey the raw emotions and irrationality of having a crush on someone. In conclusion, "Six A.M." is a heartfelt and relatable song about crushes and infatuation.
Line by Line Meaning
i know that the things that i say aren't too cool but i feel like I'm whacked out on high octane
I am aware that my words are not cool, but I feel like I am under the influence of something strong
you we walked and we talked in ??? park
We walked and talked, but the park name is unclear
I'm flippin my wig over you
I am infatuated with you
i laid on the floor wonderin what i should do
I was lying on the floor contemplating my next move
i couldnt help smilin at you like a goof
I couldn't help but smile at you foolishly
i wish i had known that i could have gone home with you
I regret not knowing earlier that I could have gone home with you
you had me wonderin why I'm so lame
You made me question why I am so uncool
you had me thinkin about you all day every day
You consumed my thoughts all day, every day
the suns comin up and the bud's going down and its certainly nice we got to hang out
As the sun rises and we finish smoking, I am grateful that we got to hang out
when push comes to shove i think i fell in love, or at least had a dumb crush on you
When it comes down to it, I think I might have fallen in love with you, or at least had a silly crush
now i sit here and sing thinking up stupid things
Now I sit here and write silly songs, thinking of you
I'm still flippin my wig over you
I am still infatuated with you
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@donttreadonme9520
This song is about how I met my wife 23 years ago....I played it and sang it to her on guitar. She loved it.
@heyholetsgo
Nathan Wilson cool!
@Shimlarian
Badass
@CarlosEduardo-og8pe
I know that the things that I say aren't too cool
But I feel like I'm whacked out on high octane fuel
We walked and we talked
[?]
And I'm flippin' my wig over you
I laid on the floor wondering what I should do
And I couldn't help smiling at you like a goof
I wish I had known
That I could have gone home with you
Flippin' my wig over you
You had me wondering why I'm so lame
You had me thinking about you all day
Every day
The sun's coming up and the Bud's going down
And it's certainly nice that we got to hang out
But when push comes to shove
I think I fell in love
Or at least had a dumb crush on you
Now I sit here and sing
Thinking up stupid things
I'm still flippin' my wig over you
I'm still flippin' my wig over you