I showed this dvd to Evil Dildo the other night - I do believe it gave him quite the fanboy erection…but I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone that!!
Oh wait…
YOU LIE!
I really enjoyed it. Wasn’t over the top, but was still as intense as I would have expected it to be. I mean, Al’s shooting smack left right and centre, there’s excursions to disrupt Klan rallies, David Yow’s dick, roast chickens getting fucked… but it all didn’t seem like it had been dressed up to the point of being wholly unbelievable it. It’s all there for everyone to see, and you can see why Al can get away with telling us his keyboard tech fucked an ostrich- because a lot of the time, shit like that actually happened, and it’s made all the more believable by seeing the people behind the stage act committing themselves to such behaviour.
Anyway… the way I looked at the main players…
Duane Buford- just a cool mofo. Glad to see him get a bit of the ol’ pussay…
Louis Svitek- seemed like your typical sort of stoner. Struck me more as a hippie than a metalhead. Hippie metalhead?
Zlatko Hukic- reminded me of a lot of Italian and Middle Eastern friends I have who are into heavy music. There’s a sort of knuckleheadedness about them, but they’re inquisitive. If it makes sense… they ‘try’ to think. The sort of guys who’ll give ‘A Brief History of Time a Read’, not really understand it, and spend days thinking about it and talking about it with friends so as to find an ‘answer’ to settle on. Then they’re happy. Not a bad thing though, their intentions are good. Gentle and well meaning, but I wouldn’t fuck with him.
Rey Washam- seemed a pretty level headed dude. I could imagine him being really intense, but with a sort of dry ‘go eat shit, kid’ sense of humour. Seems like the sort to be highly conscious of his ‘intensity’, and seems to be constantly keeping a lid on it.
Casey Chaos- sad. Seems like one of those dudes that’s had a lot of talent and the carrot’s been dangling torturously close in front of him, but he’s constantly missed it (SCUM and Amen were good fuckin bands). And that’s probably why he is the way he is.
Maynard- I don’t get all the Maynard bashing on the forum… is it serious? Eh, I probably shouldn’t ask. I always figured his stage act was just that- an act. Seems like a good dude that didn’t pretend to know everything.
Dave Navarro- A lot of people go hating on this guy, but I don’t think he’s a bad person at all. Seems very self obsessed, given he kept relating every story about Ministry back to himself, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be a nice guy.
Buzzo- I wasn’t surprised that he seemed like a bit of a know-all smart arse that gets off on people being made fools of all the time (we’re all guilty of it sometimes, but if that’s a constant thing, then… not really a great quality to have). I really do think that he’s like that to compensate for a lot of things… still, he makes awesome music, so whatever.
Ogre- Seemed like a genuinely nice fellow. Can’t think of anything more to say about him! Seemed like he still had a lot of respect for Al.
Reznor- Much the same, but you could tell by the way he referred to Ministry’s output in the past tense that he clearly doesn’t look at them, or Al, the same way he used to. Much like most fans, I suppose. Seemed a little intense and the sort of guy to take things more seriously than he needed to, but not to the point where you’d hate him. Unless you were in NIN.
annnnnddd…
PAUL BARKER- Just seemed like the quiet dude who keeps to himself most of the time, and probably bit his tongue more than he should have. Then again, would you have challenged Al and his personal paranoias? I could see Paul being the sort of person to outsmart anyone in an argument and let them think that they’ve ‘won’. Passive, pacifist and sort of pensive- not bad qualities at all. I guess you’d need to be whenever you’re around…
…AL JOURGENSEN- You’d love to party with him. But once the drinks run out, I could imagine him being a bit too much to deal with if you were sober. Seemed to vacillate between actually having something intelligent to say and being a complete doofus. It was hard to tell which was the act, sometimes. I guess that’s the thing with Al. You never know when he’s serious or not, or how he’s going to feel about something, or what he thinks of someone, etc etc. You’d be constantly walking on eggshells and unable to deal with that instability- being called an arsehole and punched in the face one minute, then being hugged the next. But, nonetheless, he’d always give you a story or 10 to tell. And really, he didn’t seem like a bad fella at all.
Urgh. I shouldn’t have spent so long writing that.