Author: meatsock (---.ri.ri.cox.net)
Date: 01-16-08 12:27
hijacked internet data from cockrockdisco via mikey G at planet-mu phorum:
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*(from (I think) DJ Anonymous on Cockrockdisco)
so you wanna know about MEAT.
meat started as two kids(dj anonymous and abelcain)deciding to make a recording centered around the core of all, this is MEAT. the first tape made was a collage of random phone calls to stores questioning them about meat products and lots of random nosie and slapping of cow hearts and cans with lots of random babbling. (soon to be rereleased on a limited cd run). we eventually asked our friend jesse murray(analog jesse) to join the "group" and he was initiated by playing the cow heart and psychoticly rambling about fucking underage girls. all caught on tape for what was the never released "story of meat" (also to be included on the cd) which was fashioned with a mini comic book that told the story of each segment of the recording.
next thing, we gave dan martin(doormouse) a copy of the first meat tape in which he invited us to play at what i believe was the first official barn party.
armed with drums,commodore,arp 2600,tb303,turntables,vox,and plenty of raw meat product(including cow tounge and hearts of course) we set out to make some serious noise while making a serious stank funk mess. this was the show that started it all.........cow hearts getting played on turntables,dan(a vegetarian)eating cow tounge and pucking it back up, unibomber(kevin)pissing on people from atop the loft, people getting straight messed up with the amount of meat product thrown(potted meat treat is messy shit)lots of male nudity and oral simulation and eventually a whole party that was standing outside of the barn watching in awe of what was taking place inside what had become the animal cage.
the barn was destroyed as much as it could be, the smell of urine and puke and raw meat filled the air in the silence after the nosie,and i swear on a hot day i could smell that night at many future barn parties.
dan martin became a member of MEAT after that night.
we played a second show at even further later that year. this would be the show where most of the stories came from. alcohol was a big factor in this night. there is video of this night in full ,including the promotion of our performance, earlier in the day. lets just say that most of what you heard is as true as it is false.
we had our power unplugged due to myself ripping the tent down in which dan was blamed for to this day due to him being quite lit up. he did an amazing dance number with a big cow tounge and was eventually nude making great attempts to show people what we were capable of. gasoline was poured on a select few, much meat was thrown, lots of people watched from a distance. again, lets just say most of what you heard is as true as it is false.
....................and that was only the beginning of MEAT.
ok.......where was i........oh yeah....
then there were four. dan martin(doormouse),marty frank(abelcain)joshua jenquin(dj.anonymous)and jesse murray(analog jesse).
after the great further fiasco we took a small break though soon decided to get together as a group and put together some material for future live performances,if there ever were to be more. dan's name in the rave scene took a huge nose dive after said further fiasco,though this same thing would be a blessing in disguise with time for mr. martin.
our first "practice" was scheduled to take place in my parents basement on a sunday. we had decided to add some bass guitar in a few ideas marty and i had been knocking around and we called upon my old band mate barry bartlett. barry lived in milwaukee as well did dan so it was quite conveniant for the ride share program, the rest of us reside in madison wi.
that first sunday was filled with excitement and anticipation for what was going to happen, jesse showed up early and he and i got thouroughly doped up before dan and barry arrived and the four of us proceeded to keep the good toke tokin'. after a certain period of time we realized something was missing and there was some cosmic doper reason we hadnt started working yet. on this first scheduled practice we came to realize that marty has a sleeping problem(this problem later became dan and i telling him he is crashing at my folks house on the nights prior to practices so we could rudely awaken him), and due to not being able to wake him nor his parents being able to wake him i got a bit frustrated and decided that since dan and barry had come all this way to jam we would by all means jam.
in comes josh sanford. josh was barry and i's old band mate from before barry moved to milwaukee. we called him emergency style and told him to pack up and get over quick for a jam session. josh arrived before our sleepy friend and we proceeded to ROCK. we discovered that dan has a good singing voice due to being in choir as a youth and he was manning the computer as well. josh was riffin',barry was bassin,i was drummin',and murray was analogging. we were having a great time to say the least,regardless of the slop the was coming out. marty showed up after two or three hours of jammin w/ his computer.
we continued our sunday meat practice for quite some time. we eventually decided to do a cover of war pigs by black sabbath,though it always sounded more like the faith no more version,and then we would start the set with a dead on synth sound from van halens jump and this was the beginning of a 45 min nonstop fukt up music marathon. jesse and i would constantly be switching instrument,he between synth and drum set and percussion and me between drum set,vox and percussion. dan and marty would man the computer as well dan would provide vocals. josh riffed and barry bassed. the meat theme was one of our best i would say
lyrics:
we are meat and we die
you little cunt whore
better listen up bitch
or we'll kik you out that door
look in the mirror cunt
do you see a whore
throw my meat to you like a dog and you will beg for more
worship meat like life itself
worship meat and nothing else
only meat can set you free
sinner open your eyes and you shall see
meat
(second half)
get on your knees and pray
butch dykes and all you fags
breeders go get fukt w/ motherfuckin' meat
forced anal stimulation
use my shit for lubrication
better hope your constipated w/ motherfuckin' meat
i was young and angry when i wrote those, my pills make me happy now.
we played one more barn party with this lineup,again destroying everything in site and throwing much meat product around not quite as wild as the first one due to us wanting to put on a show. though people stayed inside this time and actively participated in the whole show. what got thrown at them got thrown back at us. good fun.
we were then scheduled to play a nye party in milwaukee for drop bass network and were to go on before mark newlands. everything was going well, sound check was great(we brought our own board) and the levels were perfect. we had one of dans friends do a preacher routine w/ a bible before we started,he preached then lit the bible on fire, only thing being he could not get the fire out. problem 1.
problem 2 - somebody had fuckt w/ the levels on our board and flipped some wires due to not knowing the purpose of the board rendering our soundcheck and setup pointless.
problem 3- we drove all our equipment in an open truck in below freezing weather which led to my kik pedal shaft snapping after 2 minutes of serious playing.
problem 4-the turntables were no longer running where they should have been, no sound from there, and i started throwing many things and lost my temper.
problem5- we lost control of our audience. payback is a bitch i say
a horrible disaster of a show and a huge blow to the moral of meat as a band. we took a few weeks off and then got back into the sunday routine, dan would come up ssaturday, he and i would get shitfaced on whatever john erwood was dishing out and we would meet the boys for practice on sunday looking like shit. my dad was able to sleep through every practice and we finally got another show booked for redemption.
this is where we all were introduced to a very young and attention hungry william flegal.
so as my friend above stated, in comes william flegal, a very creative youth with a need to publicly cause harm to his person.
dan had met billy"stuntrock" through his Massive Records store. i only recall dan mentioning this young kid who would come in w/ crazy noise tapes wearing various heavy metal t's and a bandanna to cover his "wound". we were all first introduced to Stuntrock at a show dan had gotten us , w/ what i believe were billy's friends who had a band called geinrock(please correct if i am mistaken billy) at a bar called quarters in milwaukee. billy was exactly as described...vintage metal shirt,tight pants, and the bandanna.
we were informed that evening that billy would be adding to our performance with his antics of self destruction and were promptly introduced to a quite impressive "wound" on billy's forehead.
"sounds good to me" was what we all agreed.
the anticipation on our end was thick at this show. we were in a proper live band venue and we had just received the gift of ROCK. Stunt Rock that is.
the first band got the crowd hyped from the get go. the puke fest had already begun towards the end of their set and we knew the night was deffinately on!! we started our set as planned. war pigs cover, which on this night was played quite better than others, and dan rocked the vocals through and through on this night and this night only. next was the van halen "jump" synth intro and then onto our usuall attempt at a routine of non stop shit blasts.
of course though, the real story lies within the "performance"
"no shit......" is what i thought as i looked over to see billy wacking his spiked bracelet into his forehead, thus opening the well seasoned gash.
and the blood did flow.
and the urine was consumed.
dan tried his best to drop the kids off at the pool. no luck though.i think he must've dropped at least 3 to 4 kids off prior to the show.
great pics off jessy murray w/ pants down getting whacked w/ a drumstick in the ass. he still tells how much that actually hurt his tooshie.
lots and lots and lots of various meat product was thrown by all, we threw it out...they threw it back. a favorite memory of mine is throwing a big ol' slice of salami and watching it land, direct hit, into a pitcher of beer that had just then been purcased by some lady.
this was a good night
the audience was in full participation, puke,piss,and raw meat were thick in the air and a good lot of people in attendance were as much of the performance as any of us on stage playing our sound modules. and this is what it was about....an open invitation for everyone to get just that little bit too nutty. midwest dudefest.
after 45 min we had the main sound system turned off on us, though we kept on playing regardless until the management seemed to get quite angry. as we start to pack up dan mentions that we best get the fuck out before big trouble shows up. we scatter like chickens to get the gear packed up and run for the border, better known as stallis.
back in stallis we all hung out got good laughs out of what had just happened.
and then there was seven
also....dan.....what was spayed in shaving cream on that old volvo of yours when we first walked out of quarters.
and another side note.....jesse murray till this day when asked about this evening, will tell the story of his missing tambourine and claves that we swear were put in the car.
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