GG ALLIN & ANTISEEN: Murder Junkies: LP

Jan 11, 2011

There’s a song on the new Queers LP called “I Knew GG When He Was A Wimp.” I didn’t know GG when he was a wimp, but he did send me promo records back then, when he was covering album tracks off the fourth Ohio Express album and suchlike—he was sort of a laughingstock at that point for attempting to foist off his blow-dried, denim-vest rock-pop as the product of some manner of Dead Boy-ish badass. Aaaand, of course, as we all know, somewhere along the way, the wannabe-badass-that-was mutated into that big tub of jockstraps, ink and poop that we all knew and loved. Against all odds ((and possibly having something to do with his later, blunderbuss approach to recording)) GG left a number of legitimately decent records in his wake ((though none of them were found wearing Brian Action’s ex-girlfriend’s skirt when they died)); on this picture disc, ol’ Vomitose is teamed up with Antiseen, who probably deserve a medal of some sort for playing something resembling punk rock twenty or so years ago, when the world was just starting to shit its pants over grunge, and couldn’t be bothered with such downmarket drivel ((and, speaking of pants and Antiseen, i went to go see Antiseen in Milwaukee in 1990 or so, and i was wearing some kinda funky purple pants, and, as i am walking thru the bar, this guy in a leather jacket walking past me lowers his shoulder and bashes it into my chest, like how kids do in the hall in junior high when they want to fight. He disparagingly comments “nice pants” my way. Because, you know, there were SOOOOO many Antiseen fans in Milwaukee in 1990, it was important to keep the poseurs with the weird pants ostracized. LET’S FIGHT ABOUT MY PANTS! FIGHT ME JIMMY! FIGHT ME JIMMY!)). The result is a whole bunch of songs about murder and ruckus, with GG howling his usual vocal depredations over Antiseen’s fuzzed-up yokel punk crunch. This doesn’t strike me as quite the same unholy caliber as “Brutality and Bloodshed For All,” which is probably his best later work, i guess ((i’m actually still partial to the seven-inch records released in 1982 and 1983, myself —”Gimme Some Head” “You Hate Me & I Hate You” “No Rules” and that “Hard Candy Cock” ep)), but if you’re of a receptive temperament, maybe you should buy this and figure out if you miss him yet or not. Probably interesting from a cultural standpoint just to hear GG go all Rollins on “War in My Head” and “I Hate People,” but this is pretty high up the list of Picture Discs Displaying Pictures of Guys Of Which I Really Have No Need To See Further Pictures as well. BEST SONG: “Kill The Police” BEST SONG TITLE: “Rape, Torture, Terminate and Fuck” FANTASTIC AMAZING TRIVIA FACT: I almost but not quite met GG—he walked past me at a Ramones/Iggy Pop show in Chicago, when i was leaning against the bar drinking abandoned buckets of beer. It took me a few seconds to realize whom he was; by the time i realized it was GG and i went to follow him, i’d lost him in the crowd.

 –norb (Rusty Knuckles)

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