NEIN! Das Millerntor sieht ja jetzt ganz anders aus und ich bin endlich wieder auf der Gegengeraden! Fuck off, Haupt! Und, ja, die Plätze und die Sicht aus Block G5 sind groß! Und der Sound erst, mit 10.000 Stehplätzen vor mir – perfekt!
Ich habe nur ein Telefon mit schlechter Kamera und kein Smartphone mit Megapixeln aber das ist ein ordentlicher Teaser hoffe ich. Love it!
Gelesen: 28.01. – 01.02.2013 (Zeit nicht genommen), netto 326 Seiten.
Das ist kein Buch, das ist ein Film! Gebrüder Coen? Tarantino? Der “junge” Bruce Willis als Held? Ja, sowas ging in meinem Kopfkino an den Start!
Das ganze spielt im Hinterwäldler-Texas und ist eine durch-und-durch blutige Angelegenheit. Die Tochter des Helden ist vor 7 Jahren verschwunden, darüber ging seine Ehe und seine Karriere kaputt. Eigentlich Polizist, verbringt er seine Tage am Telefonpult des lokalen Polizeireviers (daher der Originalname: “The Dispatcher”) und mit gemäßigtem Trinken. Aber dann bekommt er einen Notruf und der ist von seiner Tochter.
Nun beginnt eine blutige Jagd auf den Entführer, der seine Tochter die letzten Jahre im gleichen Kaff aus ganz absonderlichen Gründen gefangen gehalten hatte. Und diese Jagd geht über alle Grenzen hinaus und endet in einem großartigen Showdown. Schade nur, das am Ende ein Cliffhänger bleibt – geht die Geschichte etwa weiter?
Großartige Story, klasse und packend mit vielen Wechseln in der Erzählposition dargeboten – geht als Filmscript sicher sofort und hat mein Kopfkino angeschaltet wie nix!
Kaufen! Lesen!
Soundtrack dazu: The Dicks, was sonst?
Now this is another funny one: Everybody has this down as GG Allins first LP but in fact it is The Jabbers, to which GG Allin (in real: Kevin Michael Jesus Allin) was the front man. But, self-proclaimed star that he was, he changed the front cover for a “star shot” of him humble self and made it “GG Allin”…neat! Little did i know when i got the record in 1983 thanks to Uli @ Konneckschen that i was to be involved directly with GG Allin in later years (the Artless/GG Allin split LP was co-released by Mike Just’s Starving Missile Records and the little vinyl lable i did run in these days). As much as GG Allin later did not only ruin his health go “full speed” on drugs this is full speed punk rock in the best sense.
Whilst his later output focused on his show (and his singular sense of words), this actualy is a tight band with all sorts of good songwriting beneath!
The verdict:
1977 – indeed, this is Punk Rock with both a P and an R!
published by a cool lable – I guess nope, a swedish re-issue on Blitz Records – a local distributor with at least a questionable portfolio – back then and today!
found in a cool shop – Konnekschen!
catching sound – solid string work, good tempo and ruthless singer – works for me but some better production and a smaller ego would have worked better, eh?
The lyrics – true GG to-be can be seen through, direct, insulting – love it!.
My favorite one (due to the great background vocals repeating “Automatic”):
Everything you do is the same SAME, SAME! Over and over it's like a game GAME, GAME! Think you're Miss High Society WOWEE! Fuckin' all the rockstars that you meet FUCK ME! It makes no sense the things you do or say girl(automatic) Cause everything you say comes back to me (automatic) Don't go play with me emotionally (automatic) Or I will make you bleed internally (automatic) Think you are mister know it all KNOW ALL! Standards high but you value small SMALL, SMALL Class-A assholes telling you what to do WHAT TO DO! If you're from Boston you gotta be cool FUCK YOU! It makes no sense the things you do or say girl(automatic) Cause everything you say comes back to me (automatic) Don't go play with me emotionally (automatic) Or I will make you bleed internally (automatic) It makes no sense the things you do or say girl(automatic) Cause everything you say comes back to me (automatic) Don't go play with me emotionally (automatic) Or I will make you bleed internally (automatic) (c) 1980 GG Allin/John Fortin
Listen up:
And here they are in a “live in the Studio” setting, with GG Allin being an Iggy Pop clone:
And more from this session:
“Then, screaming “Fuck you, you pussies!” the band went into the most useless convulsions I’d ever seen. GG was a horror show. His face went blank, his mouth hung agape. He began crawling around on the floor like some parasitic reptile just out of its lightless cavern. If he got near the crowd they pushed him, spit on him, dragged him around like a piece of meat. And through it all he seemed oblivious. Behind him, the band fired off high tension noise — fast, distorted, dangerous. GG screamed a few inaudible lines, broke the mike, and let the band finish up the number while he dove onto tables, only to get savagely dragged down again.” — The Times (Durham, NH) circa 1982
“The album was kinda half-assed, we just wanted to get something on vinyl, just to have something out that we could work off of.” —GG Allin in Conflict Fanzine #43, Jan/Feb 1987
… he made even Homer posing as GG Allin:
