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1/23/2000
EAR PLUGS
Friday we braved the cold, cold night and headed down to Echo Lounge. We arrived
just before the opening act, Unsatisfied, came on. Four guys from Chattanooga,
Unsatisfied were shocking. Lately weve been in a rut, not going out as
much so selecting our shows carefully. Once in a while you need something to
remind you just how good your life is. Unsatsified can do that. The contrast
between their INCREDIBLY AWFUL music can make you fully appreciate your average
night out in Atlanta! The music is part Marylin Manson, part Orgy, part Cure,
and all the WORST parts of each! Its not that they cant play their
instruments - they can. But the music they play leaves you more than unsatisfied.
Heres a sample of the lyrics to one of their opening numbers:
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
I am an Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Jesus Christ was Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Heretic
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
I am an Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist
Occultist...
You get the idea. It really was incredible.
Ultrababyfat followed with a pretty good set, not their best but by comparison
it was positively stunning. X-Impossibles wrapped up with the usual punky madness,
a fun night.
Saturday the weather outside got more frightful. The inside of the Star Bar
was a delightful carnival/circus scene with flags and popcorn and yellow and
red all over. Hubcap City opened, Bill Tafts head wrapped in a few feet
of electrical tape with a splash of duct tape for flavor. They did a few tunes
that told some funny stories but the music was a little too Dada-ist for us.
We slunk around socializing with the other Star Bar regulars and slowly got
a good spot by the stage for Immortal Lee County Killers. They came on and did
an audible assault, a big wave of sound rolling out of a stack of amps Chet
switched through to get different sounds out of his abused guitar. BadASS.
Send in the clowns - Greasepaint, featuring Jim Stacey, Mike Geier and other
Star Bar regulars and staffers, came on all dressed as clowns. Mike sang lead
for a series of fun tunes, mostly about clowns or carnivals or clowniverous
monkey women. The two monkey women in question danced like made at stagefront
while the show rolled on and on. It was fun in a weird, surreal and mildly creepy
way. I would have enjoyed it a lot more if some drunken obnoxious girl would
have stopped slapping me in the back. So heres youre poll o
the week - is it wrong for a 6 mostly sober male to knock a 5 drunken
obnoxious girl out cold if she will NOT leave him the fuck alone? Add to that
the obnoxious photographers who trampled me more times than I can recall, the
video guy who pushed me aside three or four times, and the several folks who
thought they were part of the show instead of mere audience members and the
experience as a whole wasnt as fun as it should have been. As the carny
man says, you pays your money you takes your chances...
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