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“To tell you the truth,” says Jakob Nowell, “the songs really weren’t a huge part of my life.”
Jakob’s curls cover the top of his eyes during a mid-March Zoom chat, as he delves into the uneasy topic of his being born into rock royalty. The only son of Sublime singer Bradley Nowell was certainly aware of his late father’s legacy and the long tail of his music; growing up around San Diego and Long Beach, his mother, Troy, would play him Sublime songs on occasion, and the band’s music has long been a permanent fixture of the California rock scene.
“But if you listen to a song by a late family member, it’ll make you cry, or at least be hard to listen to,” Jakob points out, shaggy hair bouncing in place. “I definitely knew a lot of the catalog, but not to the point where folks might think. It wasn’t like, downloaded into my DNA at birth.”
Jakob was one month away from his first birthday when his father died of an accidental heroin overdose in May 1996, just as Sublime’s cult following was about to expand nationally with the ska-punk trio’s major label debut. Sublime, released in July 1996, was a posthumous smash, establishing Sublime as both ‘90s alt-rock icons and an enduring West Coast institution, on the way to selling 7 million copies to date, according to Luminate. And Jakob, a kind and passionate kid who ended up becoming a musician as well, says that his lineage was “both a blessing and a curse” as he was trying to find his own voice outside of his father’s long shadow.
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“People might assume, ‘Oh, he must be a nepotism kid who was handed everything,’” says the 28-year-old Jakob, who got his start in the rock band LAW before forming the pop-leaning psych-rock solo group Jakobs Castle. “I mean, I’ve been toiling in obscurity for 10 years and haven’t had a big break yet, so I guess it doesn’t work as good as people thought it did!”
At long last, however, Jakob has decided to try on his father’s shoes, and is about to step into a much brighter spotlight. This week, Jakob will join his dad’s old bandmates, bassist Eric Wilson and drummer Bud Gaugh, on the main stage of the Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival, where he will lead a new incarnation of Sublime and sing his father’s biggest hits. It’s a huge home-state gig that will kick off a summer of festival performances, including Brightside Music Festival later this month and Point Break in June.
And while Coachella will mark just the second public performance featuring the younger Nowell alongside Wilson and Gaugh, if things go well, this refurbished Sublime could be playing major stages for years to come. Jakob refers to Wilson and Gaugh as the “uncles” that he would see from time to time while he was growing up; now, the combination of two of Sublime’s founding members and Bradley Nowell’s talented adult son could be a triumvirate that prolongs the band’s musical legacy.
“I never thought this would happen,” Wilson says, before adding with a laugh, “I never thought that Brad would have a son that sounds almost better than him.”
Considering the continued success of Sublime songs like “Santeria,” “What I Got,” “Badfish” and “Wrong Way” on streaming services and alternative radio more than a quarter-century after their release, a live version of the band with maximum authenticity could spell big business. Sublime’s music has been attracting sizable crowds for years, mostly through Sublime With Rome, the tribute act that long featured Wilson, at one point included Gaugh, and which is still operating today – somewhat to the consternation of the newly formed Sublime.
All three members acknowledge that seeing the word “Sublime” on the Coachella lineup, with zero asterisks or qualifiers, feels special. Ticket buyers, whether longtime fans who remember their ‘90s run or younger listeners discovering “Doin’ Time” via TikTok or Lana Del Rey’s Rock Airplay-topping 2019 cover, could feel the same way.
“This is a property that is extremely valuable,” says Joe Escalante, the longtime Vandals drummer now co-managing this version of Sublime. “Let’s make it more valuable, while the guys keep doing what they want to do.”
Still, Jakob wants to make it clear to the thousands watching him onstage with Wilson and Gaugh this summer, whether at Coachella or elsewhere: he is not Sublime, and he is not his father. “I’m so happy that something my family was part of has touched their lives, but I’m not going to be the second coming of their favorite singer,” he says. “What I’m doing is custodial work. I just want to keep the catalog alive.”
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As surprising as Sublime’s mainstream success became in the wake of Bradley Nowell’s death, it’s perhaps even more improbable that the band’s discography has transcended the 1990s alternative boom to remain commercially viable in the 2020s. After distinguishing themselves within the Long Beach scene in the early ‘90s thanks to Bradley Nowell’s laidback croon, the band’s daring storytelling and their playful-yet-edgy mix of genres, Sublime’s loyal following would turn up to their chaotic live shows and push for spins on KROQ. “The unique fusion of hip-hop, reggae, alternative and punk rock was transcendent in its time, and still is,” says Lisa Worden, senior VP of rock and alternative at iHeartMedia.
After signing to MCA Records, Sublime recorded their debut for the label in a haze of drugs in early 1996, and Nowell died in a San Francisco hotel room before the album reached record stores. As Wilson and Gaugh moved on to projects like Long Beach Dub Allstars, however, the hit singles that spun off of Sublime’s self-titled album kept enduring at alternative radio, and eventually started collecting millions of plays as the streaming era arrived. “Santeria” and “What I Got” have earned 949.3 million and 629.9 million respective U.S. on-demand streams to date, according to Luminate; “Doin’ Time” has also earned nine-figure streams (286 million), although Del Rey’s faithful cover of the song has earned even more (358 million). Meanwhile, Sublime’s songs are still sending FM listeners back to the nineties, with 74,000 total U.S. terrestrial radio plays in 2024 so far.
“A curious thing about these generational zeitgeist-defining artists is that they can be both a time machine as well as a time capsule for audiences of different generations,” says JP Alves, Spotify’s Artists & Labels Partnerships – Catalog lead. “They have an ability to reflect the spirit of their era that will forever appeal to those who lived through it, as well as entice those who didn’t. They become timeless bridges across generations, which is what I believe Sublime has ascended to.”
As the band’s music endured, Jakob Nowell wanted little to do with it. “I was always really hesitant to be involved with the Sublime stuff — I wasn’t sure if it was my place, and it’s a lot of scrutiny,” he explains.
Last year, while on tour with Jakobs Castle, he stopped by the Phoenix Theatre in Petaluma, where his father played his final show in May 1996. He saw Sublime tags on the wall, and stumbled upon a recovery meeting in one of the rooms; Jakob, who is seven years sober after battling addiction in his teen years, sat down and shared his life story with the meeting, “talking about living in a shadow and not being sure how to interface with it,” he says. Jakob thought about how he was 28 years old, the same age as his father when he passed away. A switch flipped in him that day — for the first time, he thought about picking up Bradley’s microphone. ”That moment made me think, ‘Okay, I can do this,’” Jakob says.
Meanwhile, Gaugh and Wilson had been contacted to participate in a benefit show for H.R., the leader of punk legends Bad Brains who was struggling with SUNCT (Short-lasting Unilateral Neuralgiform with Conjunctival injection and Tearing). Escalante, who had already been working with Wilson, got in touch with Jakob’s manager, the SoCal industry veteran Kevin Zinger, about the show, and a rehearsal was arranged between the surviving Sublime members and Bradley’s son, who had never played with them before.
“That first rehearsal — everybody walked in with a little bit of anxiety,” recalls Zinger, a show promoter in the ‘90s who made Sublime one of his go-to’s in San Diego. “And when they first hit the notes, you could see right away that there was an obvious connection with them all. I remember, they took a smoke break after the first hour and a half, and everybody’s looking at each other like, ‘This is really going down, and this is so cool.’”
When Sublime took the stage at the Teragram Ballroom in L.A. for the H.R. benefit show on Dec. 11, Jakob led Wilson and Gaugh through a nine-song set full of classics, ditching his shirt quickly and rolling through each guitar riff with ease. The puckish warmth in his voice resembled that of his father’s, but his delivery provided a new dimension, punctuating certain lyrics differently and breathing a youthful flair into the hits.
“They definitely got their own individualities,” says Gaugh when comparing Jakob’s performance style to his memories of Bradley. “There are some striking resemblances in terms of their mannerisms, though. Sometimes it’s f–king weird.”
Zinger says that the “phone was ringing off the hook” following the benefit show performance, with bookers sniffing out a fresh take on a proven formula. A long-standing relationship between Escalante and Goldenvoice CEO/president Paul Tollett landed Sublime on the Coachella lineup when it was announced in mid-January, with more festival dates set soon after. And while such a stage like Coachella, with such little public practice, could be seen as more daunting than a headlining show full of Sublime faithful, Escalante thinks the performance could play out like the reunited Blink-182’s set at Coachella 2023.
“Everyone there knew all the words to all of their songs, and we watched them triumph,” he says of Blink last year. “Even though people didn’t buy their tickets to see Sublime, music fans know the story, and they know the songs.”
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Part of the reason why everyone knows Sublime’s songs: another iteration of the band has been active on the road for over a decade.
In 2009, Wilson and Gaugh formed Sublime With Rome, a new outfit fronted by singer-songwriter and guitarist Rome Ramirez, which functioned as a Sublime tribute act with a loaded touring schedule and occasional studio output of original material. While Gaugh departed Sublime With Rome in 2011, Wilson was a mainstay with the group for over a decade, recording three albums with the group over the 2010s and providing the credibility of a real Sublime member in the lineup. Sublime With Rome was fairly popular outside of their shows, too: 2011’s Yours Truly scored a top 10 debut on the Billboard 200, and their original catalog registered 4.5 million U.S. streams last month, according to Luminate.
Weeks after the Coachella announcement, however, Wilson announced that he would no longer be part of Sublime With Rome, and would focus on playing with Jakob and Gaugh. “I was very much not into the SWR thing anymore — it felt like punching into a factory,” says Wilson, adding that the tribute group favored click tracks while he was in favor of a looser, jam-band atmosphere.
However, a source with knowledge of the situation says that Sublime With Rome was “blindsided” by Wilson’s departure — which came weeks before the group announced a lengthy tour that will run through the fall. Two days before Sublime takes the stage at Coachella, Sublime With Rome will kick off its own trek in Catoosa, Okla., and will likely perform several of the same songs as Sublime, in a 2,600-capacity venue.
The overlap between competing concurrent Sublime live incarnations is a situation that’s downright confusing, and which neither party seemingly wants to occur. While a rep for Sublime With Rome did not respond to a request for comment, a source confirms that Ramirez was interested in wrapping up Sublime With Rome at the end of 2025 and going forth with a solo career, following a headlining tour in 2024 and co-headlining run with another band planned for next year.
The 2024 dates were already on the books when Wilson pulled out of Sublime With Rome and united with Nowell and Gaugh – so now, those dates have been billed as a farewell tour, and the 2025 shows have been scrapped. (“If I could wave a magic wand and just turn those into Rome shows, I would,” Ramirez said in a March interview with Rolling Stone. “But the fact of the matter is, we have commitments that we’ve made to multiple people, from our fans, to the promoters, to, heck, even the legacy. We’ve made commitments, and we have to stick by them.”)
For Jakob, the situation is simple: Sublime belongs to original members Wilson and Gaugh, and they have the right to steer the band however they please. “It should be totally uncontroversial that two old friends want to play their songs with their friend’s son,” he says. As for Ramirez’s comments about Sublime with Rome’s commitment to the fans, Jakob says, “To me, that just seems like a lot of jive, a lot of sensationalism. There’s no big war, there’s no ill will that I have towards anybody. They played cover songs for a while, and put out music of their own, but Sublime With Rome was a separate entity.
Without Wilson and Gaugh involved, Jakob believes that Sublime With Rome cannot be the keepers of the flame for the original band. “They made so many people think they were Sublime,” Jakob continues. “No — Eric Wilson is Sublime, Bud Gaugh is Sublime, Bradley Nowell is Sublime. I’m not! I’m just his son, being asked to sing because I’m related to the guy. I’m not a replacement for him, no more than Rome is. If anything, you’d think he and I would have a lot more in common — talk about living in someone’s shadow your entire career. I have a big hill to try and climb over, and I’m sure that guy does, too. So if I were him, I’d be eager to move on to different pastures.”
Ultimately, Zinger says, this awkwardness will pass. Sublime With Rome will wind down over the next six months — a final album has been announced for a May 10 release, with the single “Love Is Dangerous” issued last week — and Sublime and Ramirez will continue in different trajectories.
“They wanted to do a farewell tour, and that’s what they’re doing,” Zinger says of Sublime With Rome. “Rome made his contribution to Sublime’s history, and I think this is a good way to end that chapter of their history, and start a new one.”
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Along with the Sublime With Rome weirdness, the band has also been tangled up in a battle with their former law firm, with a legal malpractice lawsuit filed by the band in February met with a countersuit alleging avoided legal bills in March. When he signed on to work with the band, Escalante says that, in general, “We spent a lot of time dealing with legal complaints, and everybody’s complaints that weren’t working with them anymore, and that is, for the most part, behind us.”
Meanwhile, coordinating schedules and touring opportunities is also a little tricky, considering Jakob’s solo touring commitments and the fact that Gaugh is a family man who lives in Reno, Nev. “When I was asked if I was interested in doing this, I was like, ‘This feels great, but first and foremost, my No. 1 title is dad,’” Gaugh, who has three children, explains. “I’m not jumping back on a tour bus anytime soon.”
So the three members have come to an understanding: any touring future will continue to consist of spot festival dates that make sense with their respective schedules, as demonstrated by their 2024 itinerary. Jakob will continue to tour and release music under the Jakobs Castle moniker, Wilson will have a looser schedule than he had when Sublime with Rome was on extended runs, and Gaugh can avoid the multi-week treks altogether. Everyone involved sounds comfortable playing Sublime’s touring plans by ear.
“As far as coming up with a 24-to-36-month strategic plan and optimizing blah blah blah, all that bulls–t is not happening,” Zinger says. Of course, that doesn’t mean that there won’t be opportunities in between tour dates: Escalante mentions a revitalized merch business for the band, as well as a biopic “that’s pretty close to being greenlit,” he says. And Wilson and Gaugh both hint at some early studio outtakes that the band could revisit and continue tinkering with for a future release — potentially with Jakob’s voice helping fill in the gaps that Bradley’s voice left behind, although nothing is finalized quite yet.
For Escalante, who remembers the Vandals palling around with Sublime decades ago, the complicating factors of the band’s current situation are justified by the fact that they’ve moved on from their drug-addled past into a relatively calm present. “I was around for the very, very beginning, and these guys were a mess 90% of the time,” he recalls. “If they were on a bill with the Vandals, I just assumed they weren’t coming.”
Now, he says, “This is nothing like that. Jakob is sober, and while Bud and Eric are not sober, as long as I’ve been involved, they haven’t been a problem, not like in the old days.” Everyone is aware of what’s at stake, Escalante says, and is on the same page as a result. “I’ve never been involved with anything where everything is working together so smoothly,” he says.
Regardless of how big this new Sublime becomes – and how much drama the band has had to endure to make it possible – Jakob is grateful for a situation he refers to as a “family reunion,” which has involved reconnecting with his musical uncles as well as his late father’s music. He wants to act like a professional, he says, and treat a show like the Coachella performance like a standard gig, but of course it’s a personal job. Through the rehearsals and preparation, Jakob has finally done the Sublime catalog deep dive, and found subtle messages from Bradley, that he believes only he could pick up.
“Whether it’s an inside joke, or recurring themes or characters, or even just the melodies, you get this beautiful tapestry,” says Jakob. “Through learning this material, it has become a way to get reacquainted with someone you never knew.”
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I remember seeing Paramore on MTV when they were getting really popular in 2007 and instantly making the connection to No Doubt from a decade earlier. They were hardly identical, and I’m sure a number of Gwen Stefani fans found Hayley Williams grating, just as some folks who grew up with Chrissie Hynde and the Pretenders in the ‘80s might’ve found Stefani intolerable when her band went supernova in the ‘90s. But that was fine, that was healthy. The important thing was that the next crop of alt-rock fans would have an era-defining pop and punk (but not really pop-punk) band – with an explosive frontwoman who came off as both tough as nails and heartbreakingly vulnerable – to come of age with, to discover themselves through, to feel represented by, until years later when the next such band came along to help the even-younger set along. I thought that was beautiful.
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But then the 2010s came, and there was no next Paramore. Really, there was no next anyone – at least not within any kind of conventional rock sphere, at least not on that commercial level. Rock all but disappeared within top 40 – alternative went back underground, where it remained vital to a still-devoted audience, but there was no arena-filling, radio-conquering version that reappeared to supplant it in the mainstream. For much of the ‘10s, and the late ‘10s in particular, electric guitars were about as common on pop radio and the Billboard Hot 100 as the bass clarinet or the accordion, and the biggest new semi-rock bands mostly either de-emphasized the six-string in their murky sonic stew (like Imagine Dragons) or did away with them all together (like Twenty One Pilots).
It was crushing to me, not only because it was hard to not feel somewhat personally erased by the music that defined my own adolescence being treated like a cultural dead-end, but because I felt in my bones that rock still had something to offer at that mass youth-culture level. When some people from Paramore’s team came by the Billboard offices in 2016 to play some tracks from their stellar After Laughter album, I expressed to an older then-co-worker that while I liked the songs, I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed that the band was moving in a poppier, more groove-oriented direction at a time when they were one of the few modern rock artists of any real currency left in the mainstream. He basically rolled his eyes at me that I was still holding on at all, that this deep into its seeming obsolescence, I still hadn’t embraced rock’s fate. I knew he was probably right, but I still couldn’t totally accept it. I couldn’t understand how he could totally accept it, either.
I was thinking a lot about all of this on Monday night (Apr. 8) watching ever-ascendant pop phenom Olivia Rodrigo playing the third of her four sold-out Guts World Tour dates at New York’s Madison Square Garden. Rodrigo back-doored her way into rock stardom in 2021 when she followed her breakthrough power ballad “Drivers License” with the unexpectedly pop-punk (and just as popular) “Good 4 U,” and her sporadically grungy chart-topping debut album Sour. She doubled down on that ‘90s alt-indebted sound on 2023 sophomore set Guts, with less-explosive commercial returns but similarly rapturous reception from critics and fans. Rodrigo was no throwback act; her songs felt current and vital and without commercial ceiling, and her musical palette went far beyond crunchy guitars and shout-along choruses. She had simply harnessed the power of alt-rock sonics and signifiers in a way no act of her pop star credibility had even attempted in decades, and weaponized it for mass impact like few artists had even during the Alternative Nation’s peak.
And in an act of paying-it-back that felt virtually without precedent for an artist who could rightly be currently considered one of the biggest pop stars in the world, Rodrigo handpicked one of the great underrated bands from that era to open all four of her MSG shows: Ohio-based Buzz Bin alums The Breeders. The other lead-in acts on the Guts World Tour are up-and-coming left-of-center pop acts with Gen Z fanbases fairly likely to overlap with Rodrigo’s own – Chappell Roan, PinkPantheress, Remi Wolf. But The Breeders, who released their debut album in 1990 and are now all in their 50s and 60s, are infinitely more likely to already be familiar to the parents in attendance than to the young teens they’re chaperoning. The band itself was stunned when Rodrigo reached out to offer them the slot: ““I thought, ‘Is she sure?” guitarist Kelly Deal, who leads the band along with frontwoman sister Kim, related to the New York Times. “Do they really mean us?’”
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In a lot of ways, the pairing did make sense at MSG last night. The sunny-but-heavy riffing, preternatural hookiness and spiky sense of humor that defines a lot of the Breeders’ signature work – particularly on 1993 masterpiece Last Splash, the band’s commercial breakthrough – can be traced to Rodrigo’s own crackling pop-rock blasts. Listening to Kelley deadpan her way through the stop-start chugging of Last Splash highlight “I Just Wanna Get Along,” it wasn’t hard to imagine Rodrigo reflexively taking notes at sidestage, perhaps even circling the punchline “If you’re so special, why aren’t you dead?” for recycling on OR3 or OR4.
But in a lot of ways, the pairing remained confusing, probably even more so for the younger fans in attendance. Rodrigo embraces distortion, but rarely outright abrasiveness, which The Breeders tend to mix into even their sweetest, poppiest confections. More pressingly, while there’s no doubt much for Rodrigo and the Deal sisters to admire about each others’ songwriting, their lyrical approaches differ wildly: Both products of their respective generations, Rodrigo’s songs veer linear in narrative, direct in emotion and near-autobiographical in interpretation, while the Deals’ lean significantly more abstract, elliptical, wisecracking and resistant to straightforward reading. At a time when pop writing is largely expected to be relatable, cathartic and often explicitly diaristic, it’s a tough ask for Rodrigo’s fanbase to immediately embrace a band whose biggest hit – which Rodrigo said on MSG Night One divided her life into “before” and “after” sections the first time she heard it, understandably – is built around the chorus “Want you/ Koo koo/ Cannonball.”
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Unsurprisingly, the fan reaction to The Breeders’ set was mostly on the muted side. Those who made it to their seats or standing room areas in time for the openers’ dozen-song set – mostly pulled from Last Splash, which the band did a 30th-anniversary tour for last year – were polite and respectful, but hardly visceral or effusive in response. “Cannonball” came and went without much obvious crowd recognition, as did the anomalous closing performance of “Gigantic” – which Kim had written for and performed with original band the Pixies, and which she dedicated to Rodrigo on stage. It’s hard enough for opening acts to make an impression on a filing-in crowd at MSG even when they’re not multiple generations removed from the average attendee, and for The Breeders – who hardly have a deep catalog of ubiquitous pop culture staples – the task was a particularly challenging one.
But there was one truly lovely moment between audience and artist: during “Drivin’ on 9,” a country-fried highway ballad that The Breeders borrowed from alt-folkers Ed’s Redeeming Qualities for Last Splash. As the group played their sweetly swaying cover – their set’s lone totally acoustic moment – the cell phone lights slowly started going up in the audience, until they eventually blanketed the whole arena, as if the group was unleashing their rendition of Rodrigo’s towering “Traitor.” It was a somewhat awkward response for the gentle road-tripper, but it was touching to see Rodrigo’s fans really attempting to engage with the performance the best way they knew how – and the Deals were clearly moved, with Kim commenting that the headliner was going to love the crowd tonight.
I was moved, too – much more than I was prepared for. Honestly, I can’t remember a time when I was more emotionally overwhelmed by a live experience than I was watching The Breeders open for Olivia Rodrigo at Madison Square Garden. I first started getting choked up during that “Drivin’ on 9” moment, and by the time the band got to “Cannonball,” I was in full-on tears – which, needless to say, was also not a particularly appropriate fan response on my part to the rollicking alt-radio riffer.
I’m still trying to process exactly why the Breeders’ performance affected me as much as it did, though certainly the overdue validation of the moment was somewhere at the core of it. The Breeders never got to play MSG in their own time; popular as the No. 2-peaking Alternative Airplay hit “Cannonball” and the RIAA Platinum-certified Last Splash were, the band only sold a fraction of what more conventional peers like Candlebox or Stone Temple Pilots did, and intra-band issues ensured that they weren’t able to build off the album’s momentum until their moment had long since passed. Kim’s old group the Pixies played MSG both as an opening act for U2 in 1992 with Kim still in tow, and as co-headliners with Weezer on a post-Kim reunion tour in 2019, but The Breeders had never quite been afforded the same level of critical respect – despite the fact that even Kurt Cobain (who forever ensured the Pixies’ legacy by nicking their “U-Mass” riff for Nirvana’s epochal “Smells Like Teen Spirit”) worshiped them on the same level.
To see the Breeders get the chance to become arena-rockers that should have long been theirs by right of their inspired ‘90s work – which has also since extended to excellent albums in the ‘00s and ‘10s – was a very powerful thing. And I do have an attachment to their songs that goes beyond the content of the songs themselves and even the memories I have associated with them. I’ve never once considered The Breeders as having articulated a specific emotion I was otherwise trying to express, or having served as the soundtrack to my life in any specifically resonant way. That doesn’t mean these songs don’t feel very much a part of me, though, of my life, of who I’ve become in the decades that I’ve lived with them. Bands like The Breeders show how we tend to overrate the particular functions that songs can perform in our lives and underrate the importance of just loving songs for what they are, and the significance that they can build in our hearts regardless of any larger context.
But I think the most affecting part of The Breeders’ performance came through its connection with Olivia Rodrigo, and her reaching across the generations to include them in her big Madison Square Garden moment. It goes beyond a new artist paying her respects to those who came before her, I think, and serves to help connect and re-strengthen a timeline that was at serious risk of being totally severed.
In 2016, it may have looked like it was on its last legs, but in 2024, rock and alternative are once again starting to thrive in the mainstream. Mitski is a major streaming star. Joe Keerey’s alt-psych project Djo spawned one of the year’s biggest viral hits. Benson Boone scored a massive pop breakthrough by throwing over his usual gentle piano for an electric guitar explosion. There’s a hundred success stories minor and major to point to in the past few years, and while the top 40 inflection points that led to them are similarly numerous – mgk’s pop-punk pivot, Billie Eilish’s “Happier Than Ever,” the alt-folk of Zach Bryan and pandemic-era Taylor Swift, even the rap raging of Lil Uzi Vert and Playboi Carti – the biggest is very arguably Olivia Rodrigo once again normalizing distorted guitars at the highest tiers of the Billboard charts.
This point was driven home by Rodrigo’s own headlining set, which certainly contained its fair share of acoustic balladry and folky detours, but which both began and ended with full rock righteousness, with her fans enthusiastically embracing its harder-edged moments as the true tone-setters for the evening. No one would’ve confused her set for The Breeders’ relatively static setup: Rodrigo commands the stage like the pop star she is, with costume changes and video montages and dance numbers and everything else you’d expect from one of 2024’s biggest artists. But the alt-rock elements were no mere affectation or sonic window dressing – hearing Rodrigo wail “Each time I step outside/ It’s social suicide” over gnawing Nirvana chords during “Ballad of a Homeschooled Girl” felt as genuinely and awesomely ‘90s as anything the Deal sisters brought to the stage on Monday night.
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Rodrigo drawing a line from The Breeders to herself as part of the same continuity is so powerful not only because it serves to reaffirm rock’s place on the timeline for the past 30 years, but because it also offers The Breeders a chance for a deserving and lasting mainstream legacy that radio would simply never offer them – or any other female artists, for that matter. Around the time that The Breeders disappeared at the turn of the century and male aggression took over the sound of modern rock, alt radio essentially decided it didn’t need women: Look at a KROQ or 91X year-end list from that era and you can count the number of them on one hand (and still have a couple fingers available). Older female artists were reduced in playlists to their one or two biggest recurrent hits, while new ones had nearly no chance of getting in the door, and the ones who managed to get one hit still had to prove it all over again with each subsequent single. Even Paramore, one of the extremely rare female-fronted groups to secure a major foothold in alternative radio at any point in the 21st century, didn’t score their first Alternative Airplay No. 1 until just a couple years ago; Cage the Elephant topped the chart 10 times first.
Alternative radio isn’t currently playing Olivia Rodrigo or many other female artists, either; you have to scroll down to St. Vincent at No. 22 on this week’s chart to get to the first woman. But in 2024, it just doesn’t matter nearly as much: If Olivia Rodrigo wants to play rock music, she can have all the success in the world doing so without getting permission from the gatekeepers first, as long as her audience embraces it. She can remake the rock world in whatever image she wants, because her co-sign is infinitely more meaningful than radio’s anyway – as Chappell Roan has found out the past month and a half. Since starting on the Guts World Tour in late February, Roan’s seen her weekly official on-demand U.S. streams more than triple, from 3.7 million to nearly 11.7 million, according to Luminate — a truly insane boost for any tour’s opening act.
It’s pretty unlikely that The Breeders will experience a similar lift-off from their quartet of live dates with Rodrigo, a reality that I’m confident the band themselves has no illusions about. But what they are getting is arguably greater: a chance to be an integral part of the continued rock chronology, an officially cited formative influence on the artist who’s doing as much as anyone to make sure that this music makes it to the next generation. To have an artist like Rodrigo refer to The Breeders as “iconic” might make the Deal sisters reflexively wince a little – no one would have used that word for them in the ‘90s, and it’s not something they’ve likely ever seriously thought of themselves as being – but that doesn’t mean it’s inaccurate. For tens of thousands of young fans in attendance, and who knows how many more watching over social media, The Breeders will be one of the first ‘90s bands they think of in those terms, forever. And at least a few of them probably will give Last Splash or Pod a proper listen and have their heads completely turned around. I couldn’t be more excited for them.
This was all swimming around my head, consciously and unconsciously, as I was fighting back tears while singing along to “No Aloha” and “Do You Love Me Now” on Monday night. I was thinking about how great The Breeders sounded in a massive arena, and how happy I was to get to see them in that setting after all these years. I was wondering how much more emotional the experience must be for those parents in the building, and imagining the conversations they’d have with their kids on the trip back home. I was thinking about how relieved and grateful I was that my co-worker was actually wrong back in 2016, that it was worth holding onto the idea that rock music could still be pop music. And I was already dreaming about who the next Olivia Rodrigo might end up being for the next rock era.

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