The majority of Post Stardom Depression grew up in the United States’ capital of unemployment: Tacoma, Washington. It’s a place where boredom and broken promises breed an army of adolescent alcoholics, and every citizen shares the same healthy disrespect for authorities. It has been called home by Kurt Cobain, the Sonics, and—through native Bing Crosby—it gave David Bowie someone to sing Christmas carols with.
 
After years of calling guitarist Kyong Kim’s couch home, Jefferson Angell concluded they had more in common than the ability to generate court dates. “We were both looking for a way to escape, and other than activities that involved killing brain cells, the only idea we were entertaining was entertainment.” They watched a couple of videos, decided that rock ’n’ roll didn’t seem to require any real talent, and chose it as a means to an end.

Looking for like-minded musicians wasn’t a problem. They knew a lanky bass player named Brent Saunders—also a frequent visitor at Kyong Kim’s home for wayward boys—and soon after meeting drummer Joshua Fant, they convinced him to trade any chance of financial stability for a pair of drumsticks. Together, as Post Stardom Depression, they played their first show in a backyard wrestling ring. Between matches they staggered through tales of lost love and personal decay with the kind of confidence only found at the bottom of a beer bottle.

After only a handful of shows they were touring with Queens of the Stone Age as well as the soon-to-be-late Dee Dee Ramone. The Queens suggested producer Chris Goss, and Post Stardom Depression recorded their Sexual Uno EP for Seattle’s Will 

Records. They then graduated into major-label limbo—where they began plotting their revenge.
Too dumb to quit? Probably.
If you call yourself an artist and you feel the need to conduct sleep-deprivation experiments in New Orleans or if you’ve never swum under the full moon in the Gulf of Mexico—what you can do is disguise it as a tour. That’s what Post Stardom Depression did. When they recovered, they contacted industry favorite Jack Endino and delivered the record they were trying to make before everything got so complicated.

Ordinary Miracles is eleven delicious songs captured in the same filthy form they take onstage or in a rehearsal room. It is the sound of obstacles being overcome. It’s music made by people that don’t have anything else and don’t know any better.