“Today, recording an album and gettin’ it out there is about as exciting an announcement as saying you finally set up a MySpace page. But you’d think in 1988, having a debut album would impress other bands at least. « August of 1989, first time we ever played in NYC, first time I was ever there » says Collins. « We played three shows, none of wich I remember, except the first one. I can’t remember the club –it doesn’t exist anymore – but it was a Friday night. We played with a band called The Neanderthals, a jangly folk-rock thing who thought they were primitive. And I’ll never forget – they sneered at us. There they were, in their paisley and Beatle boots. And they looked at our gear, and they looked at us – at this point we’re about half in the bag, about to go on the stage – and they sneered at us ! I couldn’t believe it. And that was kind of the beginning of the way I choose to I play rock music. Okay, we don’t care what you think. All our shit was busted, and we just said let’s take it to the hole. The kind of thing we do when we get really mad with people. And after the show, they wouldn’t look at us, they couldn’t look us in the eyes. They actually didn’t sound that bad, it was just their attitude, that snobbish, elitist attitude. The only reason I’m harping on this is because I didn’t realize it until the words were coming out of my mouth right now – I just now realized it, that’s when it started ! The look they gave us pissed me of so bad, I thought I am never taking that from another human being, ever ! I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let some other band of a bunch of fuckin’ rich suburban kids look down on me. So from now on, I am slaying every band that crosses my patch ! I swear, I didn’t realize that until that moment. That was the night rock’nroll became a contact sport for me. »
Mick Collins from The Gories”—
“The look they gave us pissed me of so bad, I thought I am never taking that from another human being, ever ! I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let some other band of a bunch of fuckin’ rich suburban kids look down on me. ”
Thank you Mick Collins, you summed up my thoughts on assholes.
The amount of late 80’s to mid 90’s club records I have is sickening. I inherited them through my brother who was given them by a club kid that simply grew out of it. He held on to them because he was a dj and you just never know (so he says). I tell people that I use them for samples but that has yet to happen as I would have to sit down and actually listen to them. Let’s face it, that was a dark time in popular dance music.
“Journalists come to my show with preconceived notions of who I am. They know they can get column space in their papers because of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. They can always say, “Well, he wasn’t as good as the movie.” They can write six inches of copy alongside of a guy wearing a corset and stockings then get into a heavy metaphysical speculation about the image. I never gave a shit about my image.”—Tim Curry (via rockyhorrorpictureshowpics)
If the Berühren Meiner Affe version of New Bomb Turks song Defiled had horns on it like the At Ropes End version it would probably be a perfect song. Or rather; if the At Ropes End version had the crazy breakdown and ending like the Berühren Meiner Affe it would be perfect.
You should go listen to this awesome and fucking BLEAK mixtape that cvlt nation put together. Not only is my band Little Sister on it, but there’s also some awesome bands such as BAPTISTS, Masakari, NAILS, Acephalix, Low Places, Kata Sarka, and tons more. CLICK, LISTEN, AND THROW GARBAGE CANS AT YOUR SHITHEAD NEIGHBORS.
PS. This will tide you over until LS records again!
Trying to figure out how I feel about this whole Osama assassination is proving to be one of the hardest things I’ve dealt with in a long time. I don’t think it matters in the slightest whether he is dead or not. If it changes anything it seems that it can only make the Al Qaeda situation worse. Considering what we are really contending with is an extremist belief system will the war continue until we have killed everyone with those ideals? Are we so weak as a country that we must rely on constant offense instead of building a defense system that works and doesn’t treat innocent people as terrorists? I don’t know where the line is.
The death of Osama may not have happened when they said it did or even at all. It doesn’t matter. The people’s reaction is the important thing and when I watch them celebrate in the streets, though I understand it on some level, I feel sick.
Part of me still wants proof. I don’t know if it would ever be good enough but I’d like to know that my government is making an effort to be as transparent as they promised. That they don’t take the basic right to information away from me. That I am free to take in any evidence that I know I can handle. I know from watching the still unfolding Wikileaks persecution that my hopes are far from practical. I just can’t shake the idea that next time will be different. I don’t buy into conspiracy theories but facts are facts and when they aren’t presented in an honest fashion my options become indifference or personal theory backed by emotion. I don’t like either.
This is an important event on many levels. Perhaps most importantly as an example of our ethics as a society and I am a lifetime away from understanding human behavior.
All the talk of getting results Yeah results in stabbing backs Taught to get in front When someone’s gotta fall to the back, Jack So I tried to play the straight way For every penny giving thanks All the talk of saving Was probably talk of filling banks
Defiled like the rest of ‘em Defiled anyway
Well I never had no heroes And heroes had no time for me And the damsels in distress Were always too tied up for me Yeah you can make like Ma Theresa Or you can make like Jesse James Stick ‘em up or kneel down They got the goods They earned their names
Defiled like the rest of ‘em Defiled anyway Well everyone they said were sinners Gave me faith to play the game
No I never had no heroes And heroes had no time for me My eyes are dirty I can’t see