The Bob Hate Discography by Hector "The Brim" Torres.


**** Classic
*** Worth owning
** Meh, a couple of good tracks
* Waste of vinyl, polymer, or bandwidth

Bad in My Car • Eddy Band (1996)
The first Eddy lineup works its way through a stellar collection of songs, especially the title track and “Sin Crowd.” The powerful rhythm section shines.

Better Man Than I’ve Been • Bob Hate (1998)
A quiet and introspective record. But there is only so much broken heartedness we can be expected to bear. There are several moments when a listener will be encouraged to simply drive into a ditch.

Who Was Bob Hate?

Bob in 1997
photo by Danny Nowlan
William Robert Simmons was born – or so they say – in 1958 in Bossier City, Louisiana, during the hottest summer in history. We know little of his boyhood, and what we do know is likely apocryphal.

As a teenager he started writing songs, and his first musical adventures were with a band called Grand Theft Otto. In his twenties he played in a few more bands, changing his own name as often as his bands changed lineups. He was Bobby Wheels for a time, and then Bobby Arizona. And then when he moved to Dallas in his late twenties, he became – simply – Bob Hate.

Bob's Liner Notes for "Imagine My Disappointment."

1. Bad in my Car
This was released on the Eddy Band CD of the same name, recorded in Dallas in 1996. It’s only me on the whole thing. I snuck into the studio in early mornings and worked it up myself. I was always very proud of the acoustic part. It’s about the wife, of course, and every word of it is true. Except I’m not from Oklahoma. Who’d want to be from there?

2. Nowhere
I wrote this during the Eddy reunion. In the end, of course, we just went with songs that I co-wrote with the fellas, so this was left for me. It was all recorded at the home studio in Albuquerque. It sounds just like me. That’s why it’s so amazingly good. Like the other songs that come from the Bitter Solo Album, this has been remixed and remastered.

3. About the Moon
This song was released in 96 on the first Eddy Band CD, but I was never convinced it was done. When we were talking about the recent reunion, I finally wrote a goddamned bridge for it. We did a demo of it in 2008, I sent off the tracks to Annie Clements (the bass player in Sugarland), who lent me a hand with the duet vocals, and then I finished it on my own. Chet, Stephen, and Dave are all on it, too, I think, though I replaced some kick drum stuff. Because I’m an asshole.

Spanish for Hospital Notes: The End of Eddy

Bob called me from a motel in Montana, a place where he could plug in his rice cooker and that took dogs. His voice, as it always is, was weary and distant. He's nothing if not melodramatic - but now gluten-free.

"Do you have the recordings?" he said. "Are they worth putting out?"

And I talked to him about some changes I'd suggest with the track order. I asked him about a long-lost song I loved that I knew he had a new version of.

"Fuck that," he said. "I don't make these records for you, you goon."

Liner Notes for "Six Foot Length of Rope."

It was 4 a.m. when the phone rang. That could only mean one thing.

“I pushed them all away.” It was Bob's voice. He sounded tired. It was no surprise that he was up already, hiding in his small studio well before the sun would come up over the towering adobe walls at his New Mexico compound. “They never understood me. My self-loathing. I made Nixon look like a piker.”

I knew this call would come soon because I'd heard that the band had splintered again. After some stellar sessions in Nashville, Bob retreated with the master tapes to ruin the mixes with reverb and piano.

Eddy Band Dead Again • From the Torque Ramada Times

by Kale Samford, Editor

The Eddy Band roared out of Texas in the mid-nineties on the strength of hits like the downbeat highway anthem “Shreveport” and the psychobilly-meets-arena-rock of “Sin Crowd.”

To the cognoscenti, it was always simply Eddy, also the name of the nomadic character at the center of the band's songs.

“It was a concept with a small C,” Chet Hix recalled, speaking from an undisclosed location. “We followed through on it even after we'd sort of forgotten about it. Eddy was a band, but at the same time it was this made-up guy we were writing about.”

By 1996, the band had reached critical mass. The lineup featured Hix (whose erratic behavior included going AWOL for a number of important recording and performance dates), band founder, singer and guitarist Bob Hate, guitarist Stephen Thomas, and bass player Buck Rudo. But precisely at the point when the band was wowing audiences and music scribes, The Eddy Band disappeared.

“We'd crossed the Rubicon,” Hix said. “There's a line, and, once you've crossed it, you're just cashing in. It wasn't about the music anymore. We were all out of our minds a little bit. Success is a hell of a drug.”

For 15 years, the band released no new music.

Liner Notes for "Like a King"

When the news came in the winter of 1999, it was shocking and brief. “Our hearts break tonight. We’ve lost our leader and friend. Bob Hate is dead.”

The message, posted on a fan website, came from bassist Buck Rudolph, a member of Bob’s last band, Kansas City. The outpouring of grief was immediate as fans found their way to the Dallas, Texas, compound where the beloved bandleader and songwriter had lived with his second wife, Ellen Mason.

“We just saw him last week,” a young fan sobbed. “He told us to stay in school and stay off the pipe.”

But almost immediately rumors began to swirl. $4500 was drawn on one of Hate’s credit cards two weeks after his funeral. Rudolph moved from Texas to New Jersey, taking with him – as he’s claimed recently – several demos of unreleased songs that he and Hate had been working on with a tall and severe new drummer known only as Tax.