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"But radio has became its parents. It became what it rebelled again. It's disgusting, execrable. I can't listen to it. It's not targeted at me. These days, you're never gonna hear Prince and then, say, Rancid, and then Enya or Hootie or whoever. And who knows? Hootie might be more palatable heard next to Prince and Enya. Bad Company didn't sound so bad coming out of 'Kashmir.'
"It's not like we're some alien band, but we are kind of unto ourselves," Dulli says of the Whigs, offering no excuses but perhaps an explanation. "I'm so proud of our group, because of our singularity, but it could fuck us in the end. Who knows? All we can do is continue to go out and make records that we are proud of."
The Afghan Whigs perform May 21 at Trees. Howlin' Maggie opens.