While I always love getting new music from ICLASOB the reason for this album couldn’t be more tragic. Last week the world lost Piss Pissedoffherson (aka Mark Allen Rodgers), the driving force behind The Devil’s Own, and close friends with everyone in ICLASOB. While I’ve written about The Devil’s Own I wasn’t close with Piss or any of the other members so when the news dropped on social media I didn’t know what to say about it and instead of saying something trite I didn’t post about it. Beyond it being a tragedy I’m still not quite sure what I could add to what’s been said so I’ll simply let those who knew him speak:
Yesterday we learned that a very good friend of the band, the great Mark Allen Rodgers, aka Piss Pissedoffherson, had passed away. Mark was right alongside SOB from nearly the very beginning, with him and his band The Devil’s Own playing with us and helping us with some of our earliest shows outside of Portland. We really owe him a lot. He was a great songwriter, a genuine wildman, and he was a huge supporter of Mike’s songwriting and what we were doing as a band in those early days.
He let us crash in his crowded San Fran apartment when we were poor as could be, and it was there we met his roommate (along with a number of colorful characters) who would go on to design the cover for our Menace album. When we first started playing Vegas, he pumped us up to his brother there, who along with his friends helped ensure we had good crowds from the get go. Through him we met Red Cloud, which started an amazing relationship with those guys and started our love affair with Denver. He was the kind of guy who while on tour with us, broken down on the side of the road with a dead alternator, was content to throw rocks across a ravine with Jon for a couple of hours just to pass the time. He drug his band up to Portland in a barely running Winnebago to record an EP in Flap’s dank and dingy basement; the same place we recorded Put Here to Bleed and Menace. He once drunkenly told the Drive-By Truckers that we’d wipe the floor with them when we played together at an upcoming show, which was horseshit but still awesome and hilarious, and really we were secretly kind of honored that he would do that. When we came back from our 4 year hiatus, some of our first shows back were with Mark, which just felt right.
Some of the best shows we ever played were with Mark and his band, and while his band members sometimes changed, Mark was always there pushing it forward, singing about something sad and dark but with that wry smile that made you think he was secretly stoked about it because it made for a great song.
Like many great songwriters, he never got the recognition he deserved. It’s hard to say where we’d have been as a band, and as people, without him there in the early days and beyond. But those who knew him will never forget him. We sure won’t.
Roll on brother, and rest in peace.
I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In The House
That is the liner notes from PISS, an EP released by ICLASOB in honor of Mark Rodgers. The three track EP is two covers and one original:
The first song, “Piss” is a new one Mike D wrote for Mark after hearing of his passing; “Playing Dumb” is a favorite of ours that Mark wrote and recorded with his band The Devil’s Own; and finally, “The Ballad of Mark Allen Rodgers” is a song inspired by Mark, written by our good friends Red Cloud West.
PISS can be streamed below and purchased for
Be sure to take the time to check out Mark’s bands as well: The Devil’s Own, Ha! The Disco Ah!, Ribbon Fix and more, some of which I wasn’t familiar with until I read the announcement for this album, which I will be remedying as much as I can over the next few days.
This where the ICLASOB crew thinks you ought to start getting familiar with Mark’s music:
Godspeed Piss, it’s obvious you were loved and your talents will be sorely missed!