Mudhoney is an American alternative rock band. Formed in Seattle, Washington, in 1988 following the demise of Green River, Mudhoney's members are singer and rhythm guitarist Mark Arm, lead guitarist Steve Turner, bassist Guy Maddison and drummer Dan Peters. Original bassist Matt Lukin left the band in 1999.
Mudhoney's early releases on the Sub Pop label, particularly their debut single "Touch Me I'm Sick" and the Superfuzz Bigmuff EP, were massively influential on the Seattle music scene. More than almost any other release of the era they inspired the dirty, high-distortion sound that would become grunge. Later on, Mudhoney also mixed heavy blues rock and punk rock into their sound at various stages. Although the band has found little commercial success during its long career, which has yielded 10 studio albums, it has inspired countless grunge and alternative rock musicians.
Mudhoney is a grunge band from Seattle, Washington. "Mudhoney" may also refer to:
Mudhoney is the debut studio album by American grunge band Mudhoney, released in 1989. It was their first LP after several singles and an EP (Superfuzz Bigmuff).
The instrumental song "Magnolia Caboose Babyshit" is a cover of "Magnolia Caboose Babyfinger" by Blue Cheer, but the song is still credited to Mudhoney. The album, when bought as a new vinyl record, is also packaged with a poster of the band (Photo by Michael Lavine). The poster features the band in a blue filter and says "Mudhoney. The album is out." as well as the SubPop and Au Go Go logos.
All tracks written by Mudhoney.
Overdrawn
In need of cash
Not a job in sight
Let's rob this goddamn bank, you know
The next thing I know
We had eleven people sprawled out on the black and white tiled floor
While the manager stuffed our flower pillow cases full of green
Stepping over the unarmed guard
And stepped into daylight
And into a right bad dream, now
Underide
You by my side
Smoking tires
Underide
Underide
You by my side
Underide
Never thought we'd get away with it
Much less get out of that bank alive
From here on out it was just a matter of driving
There weren't limits in my confidence
With a tank full of gas
A trunk full of cash
And two miles to the state line
And a county full of roads to get lost in
We had it made
I was so glad I didn't hear that screech
Because our plan was working
Underide
You by my side
Smoking tires
Underide
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You by my side
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I don't know where a lot of sirens and a sudden lightning storm
The only thing that made any sense was this guy and his fricking face
This guy kept smiling at us
"what are you looking at?
Lets get the fuck out of here," she screamed
I pushed the gas pedal out of the bank parking lot
And into the back of a chevron tanker
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Looking at you
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Oh, baby, I lost my head
Looking at you
Underide
Flame and fire
Smoking tires
Underide
Underide
You're out of sight
By my side