Thanks for the compliments, Mick, and I’m glad you dug it. You’re right about having to be there… I find it sort of loses it’s impact if it’s recorded, which is why I’ll never go into the studio with that stuff.
Speaking of the studio and recording quality, it was all done in a bedroom. I pretty much paid for it in a nylon string guitar instead of absinthe this time… [laugh]
I lol’d at the Dnepropetrovsk Maniacs, mainly the pic for the song. I laugh my way through trauma, becuase that video was nauseating. If you were a sick cunt you’d incorporate noises from the murder and use the video on stage… but I am not encouraging that, unless you want instantaneous pools of vomit on the floor. I couldn’t make out much of the lyrics but am curious what they are. If you don’t want to share them it’s grand
It’s funny, because I came up with the song, and it reminded me of what I’d read about the DM’s. I’ve never watched the video, and I refuse to, for a bunch of pretentious ‘moral’ reasons or whatever. Seeing the beheading videos from Iraq was bad and regretful enough.
Instead, the song was pretty much two minutes of ad-libbed screaming cut and pasted together after a shitload of takes, with the ‘chorus’ written on the fly.
I was pretty much saying everything I’d felt about my old ‘bandmates’, as well as going over some certain things they’d done. The ‘potential rapist’ part isn’t a joke; the girl at the centre of it is still coming to terms with what happened. Nor is the ‘call the cops’ part, which did end up happening. Another satisfying aspect of the recording was the fact we used to play these songs together; I wrote about 95% of the stuff, and it got to the point where they pretty much didn’t come up with anything and I was showing them how to play stuff. Then shit blew up, and they went around saying I ‘stole their ideas’… right. So rather than retaliate over the internet or whatever, I figured I’d actually go out there and do it.
All I can make out of the lyrics are…
[i]Just a potential rapist
How can you live with what you did?
And look in your sister’s eyes
And pretend that you are a man
When the truth is you maggot
You’re nothing more than common scum
Better call the cops, here I come!
You meant shit to me, no more than just a stain, in my brain
Truth be told, as our lives all unfold, they’ll contradict your lies
Just a fag hearted soft cock
How can you show your fucking face
And act so fucking sincere
When you haven’t learnt a damn thing
But you will when we cross paths
And trade blows and exchange our knives
But my hatred means I’ll survive
Gutless heartless soulless softcocks
Run with hounds and sly as the fox
Gutless heartless useless faggots
Prey on dead like newborn maggots’[/i]
Yeah. Pure James Joyce there. And Peligro, before you make fun of me, may I remind thee of ‘Hooker with a Penis?’. [;)]
All the best with that gig anyway and make sure to eat plenty of raw meat on stage, throw it out to your audience and just revel all round in an orgy of sacrilege. If you get the Monks haircut, photo that shit for posterity. On a side note, last Halloween a good friend of mine dressed up as a priest brandishing a large dildo through his fly. There are photos. This guy has political ambition and if he follows through on it he’ll probably end up Prime Minister
Interestingly, the first gig began with a very, very special friend of mine throwing a massive piece of meat at my freshly drycleaned suit. SIGH!
I shall take a photo of it, and I’d love to see photos of yer friend. That sounds absolutely briliant. There are photos of me dressed as a nun, drunk as a skunk and stuck up in a tree… but the dildo makes it worthwhile.
Gee… imagine if our good ol’ PM Rudd had photos like that in his closet… wouldn’t that be ravishing?
that dildo will come back to haunt him. You could say it was an evil dildo…
Aren’t they all?
I’ve not looked at any of the videos or listened to any tracks, but I’m digging your flyers, Sir.
Gunnar, my lady’s responsible for that. She’s got more up at www.myspace.com/mechamel, and a shitload more at home, but she hasn’t bothered to scan em yet.
Australia needs to be physically annexed to California.
God dammit.
This is physically IMPOSSIBLE, Mr B.
However, I’m all for you physically annexing your hoo-hoo-dilly to my cha-cha. [:)] On the house.
