I always kept my music to myself so I never heard much about it. But, I went to see Skinny Puppy once and after the show was over I overheard a couple of the security people saying to each other “Man I am glad that is over. That was stupid is shit.” I kind of laughed because that concert was probably the coolest thing I have ever seen.
yeah but it was security, who cares what those big dumb jocks, who couldn’t make the police force and their mommies beat them, think about Skinny Puppy?
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grmpysmrf
I get the whole satanist treatment every now and then, but from people who dont know me. I let 'em have it though, especially if its some fucking old guy.
If you think about, it the mainstream stuff is probably more satanic than the crap we listen to (cos its just soo corrupt, brittany spears pussycat dolls etc.) btw that security guard probably just wanted to go home and watch his nascar race (fucking redneck) and doesnt appreciate good sonic electronic savagery at its finest.
When I was in high school, my English teacher kept me back after class on the pretext that I had been ‘misbehaving’. When everyone had gone and we were alone, he began ridiculing me for ‘being the class freak’ and accusing me of ‘being different just to show off and attract attention to myself’. He pushed me against the wall and prodded my chest with his finger and spoke in a menacing tone. I was basically told to watch my back because my ‘type’ wasn’t welcome at that school and that they had procedures in place to deal with people like me.
This was all because I wore black, listened to punk hardcore and goth and had hair like Robert Smith. I think I burst his bubble by wearing a Killing Joke tshirt which he found ‘distasteful’.
I told my dad and he tore up to the school and confronted my teacher. I have never seen my dad so mad as he was that day. In the end the teacher was severely reprimanded by the pincipal for his threatening behaviour and I was allowed to continue on my merry way terrorizing the preppies, rednecks and jock morons who populated my highschool.
I was allowed to continue on my merry way terrorizing the preppies, rednecks and jock morons who populated my highschool…
That’s probably why he got in your face(Although he shouldn’t have in my opinion and certainly shouldn’t have laid hands on you) not cause you’re goth looking and the music you listen to but cause you probably constanly acted like a harelquinn towards the preps, said he the the tick-tock man! Still the preps need to be shaken up. That clique is way too up tight! Kudos to your dad btw, I would raise holy hell too if some ass head was taking clique sides and taking it out on my kid!
Late,
grmpysmrf
That’s probably why he got in your face(Although he shouldn’t have in my opinion and certainly shouldn’t have laid hands on you) not cause you’re goth looking and the music you listen to but cause you probably constanly acted like a harelquinn towards the preps,
No, no, no. I wasn’t physically doing anything to ‘terrorize’ them. The very fact that I was even there at all was enough for the preppies to feel threatened. I was quiet, studious and kept to myself. The other kids just hated me for being different.
A typical scenario - I would walk past a group of them at recess and everything would go quiet and they would wait until I had passed a safe distance and then someone would yell out “fag” or "freak’ and occasionally hurl a food product. They would graffitti my locker and some of the bigger guys would slam me with their shoulder as they walked past me in the hallway. It was like being stuck in an 80’s teen drama (Breakfast Club, Pretty In Pink, Can’t Buy Me Me Love…you know the ones) played over and over in a loop. From 1985 to 1987 my waking life was like a horror movie sitcom with me in the starring role.
Not that I care, it just reinforces what I truly believe about ‘normal’ people - that they’re 10 times more fucked up and evil than us goth/metal ‘weirdos’ will ever be. And that’s kind of a comforting thought. I wouldn’t change a thing about who I am.
It was like being stuck in an 80’s teen drama [Breakfast Club]
When you left school did you walk across the football pitch listening to Simple Minds and then punch the air in dramatic freeze frame style? Ah, the 80s.
Growing up meself I can’t remember being the recipient of any major chastisement for the music I listened to, though I did get in trouble for listening to that ‘cunt’ song from Korn’s ‘Life is Peachy’ (I thought I was cool, I was about 11/12). But no one, FUCKING NO ONE, knew who Ministry were. The usual response was “who the fuck are they?” or “is that some church shite?” But by the end of school a lot of my peers knew who they were, by name at least, mainly from all the Ministry posters I made in art class. Come to think of it I did a fair amount of advertising for Al back in school. I wonder if he’d help me out now… [laugh]
I grew up listening to alternative type music but I mostly got bullied for being a ‘pretty boy’. I was a late bloomer, so when I hit 16 or 17 I still looked about 13 and I was a very ‘pretty’ child which made it worse. I looked like one of those little cherubic kids in clothing catalogues with perfect hair and the perfect smile. I also had dimples and long girly eyelashes and freckles. So while everyone else was steadily gettin’ pubic hair and growing in all different directions, I looked like a little cutesy boy Mouseketeer running around in a Misfits or Napalm Death t-shirt.
You can imagine the troubles I had when I tried to start dating. I would constantly get the “um…aren’t you a little bit young for me” or “isn’t it like waaay past your bedtime” treatment.
I too had/have the same obsession. At times it was a possession. The trigger that started it for me was seeing ‘The Australian Pink Floyd’ play about 5 years ago. They were amazing and hearing ‘Animals’ played live and heavy in its entirety is an experience not to be avoided. There’s so much to the Pink Floyd story and catalogue it merits an academic discipline of its own.
Back in the early 90’s, I was DJing at a friend’s 18th birthday, playing all manner of ‘evil’ music like Ministry, Godflesh, Skinny Puppy, Scratch Acid, Big Black…much to the chagrin of the young teenybopper party goers whose idea of ‘dark alternative’ was listening to The Cure’s ‘Boys Don’t Cry’ with the lights out.
Anyway, at some point I chuck on Einsturzende Neubauten’s ‘Yu Gung (mix)’ and this girl actually got up and ran out of the room crying. I kid you not. She was bawling her eyes out. And in a matter of seconds I was surrounded by angry parents and party goers demanding that I ‘end this nonsense right now and pack up and leave’.
‘This has gone too far’ they cried ‘I don’t know what the hell it is you are trying to prove, pal!!’.
Some idiot parent actually stood there, arms folded and foot tapping like a fucking military sargeant, while I packed my gear and then promptly escorted me off the premises making sure that I didn’t attempt any ‘funny business’ (in his words).
Moral of the story - I love evil music. It makes people do funny things. And then I laugh at them.
It’s pretty typical Neubauten, which is to say far from mainstream but also not deserving of the reaction he got. You’d think he was playing Whitehouse or Brighter Death Now or something.
Might as well have played something off Kollaps… Yu Gung isn’t really that “out there” compared to the rest of the older material. I remember just buying the O.T. album, bringing it to a party, and absolutely freaking everyone the fuck out. Good times!
It wasn’t just the fact that I had played Yu Gung, but had been playing ‘weird’ music for over an hour and I think Yu Gung was the straw that broke the camel’s back.
Most of the stuff I was djing wasn’t that ‘weird’ which is what really bugged me. Most of it was 80’s dark industrial dance - like Skinny Puppy, Chris And Cosey, Front 242, Twitch era Ministry etc. I thought it would go down well as there were lots of ‘goth’ girls in Cure tshirts and heavy eyeliner. But I guess people like that always show their true colours when real ‘alternative’ (as opposed to MTV alternative) is shoved at them.
[reply] It was like being stuck in an 80’s teen drama [Breakfast Club]
When you left school did you walk across the football pitch listening to Simple Minds and then punch the air in dramatic freeze frame style? Ah, the 80s. [/reply]
No, if I remember correctly (this was 22 years ago) after my final exam a friend and I went to the local mall and saw Nightmare On Elm Street 3, then went back to his house, ordered pizza and stayed up all night listening to his heavy metal record collection. I think that was the first time I ever heard Metallica…and I distinctly remember my friend saying “in a year or two these guys are gonna be huge”.
Actually, about 2 years later (by which time I had cut my hair and started wearing ‘normal’ clothes) one of the guys who picked on me in high school moved in down the street from my house and we started a friendship that lasted 15 years - up until he died about four years ago.