Ween Cuisine: Classic Food Moments in Ween Songs
“A little food and drink, uh huh
Nothing too fancy
Lamb, veal, and some good ol’ wine
This is the life for me”
Ween, “Don’t Shit Where You Eat”
The band Ween have incorporated food into their songs far more than any other alt-rock band. With music ranging from heartbreakingly serious to goofy, Ween are just about a household name, but for those unfamiliar, they were a Pennsylvania-bred duo who passionately, fluidly, and often humorously shifted through eclectic styles of music, in a decidedly non-PC fashion, from about 1990 to a gradual, substance abuse-addled demise that culminated in Ween’s official dissolution in 2012.
Best friends since middle school, Aaron Freeman (Gene Ween/Gener) and Mickey Melchiondo (Dean Ween/Deaner) smoked a lot of pot, drank, ate, and prolifically made songs for their own amusement.
The food theme probably began with Gener’s early solo project, Synthetic Socks, with its song titles like “Baked Potato” and “Cheese Fries.” But Ween’s twisted epicureanism congealed most prominently with “Pollo Asado” on the duo’s second album, The Pod, a four-track-recorded odyssey through musical styles, substance experimentation, and mononucleosis depression (Dean got infected). Gene worked briefly at a Mexican restaurant in New Hope, PA, and, not just a talented singer, but a master of impressions, he played the role on “Pollo Asado” of both a stoned employee and a, well, stoned customer buying Mexican food. The exchange is rather hilarious, the change given doesn’t add up, and the song established Ween as very down-to-earth dudes.
Although much of the lyrics are abstract and psychedelic, lofty concepts were not their style—they sung about everyday things. Like food. Ween weren’t all about food, but their most famous song, “Push the Little Daisies”, has an accompanying video that’s pretty much…them eating. The boys shot a video for “I Can’t Put My Finger On It” in a Greek gyro house.
Even their liner notes reflect the food obsession: their debut album tells fans to bring them food when they play live, but by Pure Guava a few years and tours later, they refined this to “hot meals, no more junk food thanks.” A tour journal penned by Dean around Ween’s peak details dinners of lobster-stuffed lobster, booze, and espresso afterward, culminating in Dean vomiting in the restaurant urinal. Dean boasted of being able to eat a whole roast chicken, and, with his Italian-American roots, lamented the “fake Italian” of Olive Garden to “suck his New Jersey dick.” The Ween website at one point carried an exhaustive first-person recipe narrative for Dean’s meaty red Italian-American “Sunday Sauce” that fans eagerly made at home. Dean emphasized the importance of key ingredient white bread (four slices). On Dean’s website, he occasionally posts fish-based recipes, such as a recent one for fishcakes.
Dean and Gene are now pursuing solo careers. Mickey runs a fishing charter business on the New Jersey shore; Gene, who has gone full circle and now performs as Aaron Freeman, teaches experimental music classes and has a new band.
Freeman kindly weighed in for Paste on the background of some better-known and more obscure Ween songs with food connections.
“Don’t Shit Where You Eat” from Chocolate and Cheese
AF: Pretty simple what’s going on. The old phrase “don’t shit where you eat” means to not trash the place you sleep in, don’t bite the hand that feeds you, and most importantly don’t poop on the same plate you eat on or you’ll be eating shit. A good lesson for us all.