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by Paul Gargano
If there’s a single artist that best signifies America as we bum-rush the millennium, it’s Kid Rock. He oozes white trash and he’s proud of it, blazing across the country and winning audiences over with a devilish charm and coy irreverence to anything that gets in the way of his pimpin’ ain’t easy persona. He’s as smooth as a frosty cold one, but kicks back with the sting of a warm malt liquor. He’s rock, he’s rap, he’s country, and he’s blues. He probably smokes bluegrass, and his stage show rolls with the rocking and rolling curves of female dancers and big-bottomed bootieful backdrops. He’s impishly sexy, yet slyly chauvinistic, something his female hordes of fans are ready to lap up with a tease me, please me grin and an enthusiastic baring of their chests to get backstage. Call it all what you will, but it’s rock ‘n’ roll, and it’s something mainstream music has been without for too damn long-Kid Rock’s a superstar, the likes of which American audiences haven’t had since ‘80s hair bands left women wanting to be sexy, and made it fashionable for men to be sexist. It’s all about living in the U.S. of A., and Kid Rock is here to make it fun again. “I just call it true, red-boned, American music. That’s exactly what it is,” says Rock of the rock ‘n’ roll hybrid that has pushed his Atlantic Records debut, Devil Without A Cause, beyond quadruple platinum status. That’s more than four million records sold, and counting. “It’s just American music to the fullest, right here. People like Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash did it in their day. My hang up was always with The Stones and The Who, and a lot of the bands like that who just mimic blues music and stuff, and are probably some of the greatest rock bands in the world-They are nothing compared to Lynyrd Skynyrd or Marshall Tucker. Those were the only bands that could get onstage and blow them off. So what I’m doing is just a hybrid of true American music, everything from blues to rock ‘n’ roll to metal to hip-hop to jazz. Anything that sounds good-rockabilly, country, anything-I put it in there.”
The results-while they can be confusing to fans of traditional, straight-forward styles that don’t span competing genres-are infectious in their musical energy and primal enthusiasm. Read More...
A Ghoulish Conversation with Jerry Only
by Holly Day
The Misfits are a perfect example of a band more popular in death than in life. Since their first official break-up in 1983, when then-frontman Glenn Danzig left to pursue his own projects, the backlog catalog of Misfits material has been released on various CD compilations and in one four-disc box set.
In 1996, former Misfits’ members Jerry and Doyle Caiafa (a.k.a. Jerry Only and Doyle von Frankenstein) reformed the Misfits, choosing Michale Graves to take up Danzig’s former position and bringing in Dr. Chud on drums. Currently on tour with GWAR and with a new record out in stores, the Misfits have a host of new projects aimed at the public: a line of Misfits action figures, a guest appearance in the upcoming George Romero film, “Bruiser,” and a music video, also directed by Romero. Maximum Ink spoke to bassist—and only original Misfit’s member-Jerry Only during a break in the tour.
Maximum Ink: Where did you all meet and when did you first start playing together?
J: The original Misfits all met in high school, in New Jersey. I was 17, Doyle was 12, and Mom wouldn’t let him play him play until he was out of grammar school. We had to wait until he was 14, and he and I have been pretty much been playing together ever since.
MI: Did you have any other career plans outside of music?
J: Not really-we have a family business that Doyle and I run, so I have a job. I work-as a rule, we’re always at work. It’s a machine shop. We make a hobby knife line called Proedge-X-Acto’s our main competition. We sell to Sears and Stanley Tools, so we have some pretty big accounts. We also make our guitars and drums and everything else at the shop. We’ve got a whole monster factory
out in the country.
MI: How often do you go on tour? Read More...
J: Well, we’ve got a new album out, so we’ve got to bang the hell out of this for about a year. But the thing is, Doyle has two little boys-his youngest was just born last New Year’s Eve, so this New Year’s Eve he’ll be one. So he needs to spend some time home around then. It’s no fun when you can’t be around your kids. My daughter’s going into college next year, and my son’s a freshman in high school . So for us,. This is kind of like a make or break album. In my opinion, this band will either make it in the next year or it’ll just continue to be at the level it’s at forever, which is an unsatisfactory level for me. We’re just at the point right now where we need to be playing big shows or I need to be hanging out with my kids-one of the two. So if I’m at a position where I can go out and tour with the Misfits and maybe put my daughter through college doing it, then I’ll go out and tour. But if I’ve got to do this and then come back home and go right to work, then it’s just not going to happen. If I need to, I can quit playing until my kids are out of school and then pick up the Misfits when they’re out of the house-I have that power. I did it once already. I’m like a cat-I just keep coming back.
by Paul Gargano
There’s no shortage of bands raising their pitchforks in the name of Lucifer, raping and pillaging in the spirit and disorder of chaos, and redefining battle lines with a flammable spray of piss and gasoline for the entertainment of their audiences. But when it comes time to walk the walk, too many are too busy fumbling over their own absurdity to matter for more than a sweaty night of mosh-pit mayhem. System Of A Down spare us the verbal diatribes, and when it comes time to lead by example, they aren’t satisfied with simply walking the walk. They power the pits, give the masses metal worth mulling over, and provide a rainbow of musical colors in a scene forever dominated by black.
It takes little more than a cursory listen to their self-titled American/Columbia Records debut to realize that there’s more to System Of A Down than your run-of-the-mill metal-thrashing-mad quartet. Building on the artistic foundation of their Armenian heritage with finger-flickin’ guitar licks, crunching bass riffs, and drums that punch, pop and pierce the unflinching darkness of their sound, frontman Serj Tankian snaps lyrics like a mad genius-calculated in their delivery and impact, yet presented in the manic and crazed ilk of a manifesto. Read More...
an interview with drummer Keith Ackerman
by Jeff Muendel
I got to talk to Keith Ackerman, drummer of The Atomic Bitchwax , about his band, their guitarist, Ed Mundell (who also plays in Monster Magnet), and their upcoming tour. The Atomic Bitchwax are a jam-driven hard rock group with sparse vocals, a taste for trippy guitar effects, and extended song structures. Hailing from New Jersey, this band plays heavy metal in the old school way without pretense and at high volume.
Maximum Ink: How did the band come up with the name The Atomic Bitchwax? Read More...
Keith Ackerman: One day when we were first jamming, I came down to the rehearsal hall and the guys said “Tell us the first word that comes to your mind!” I said “Bitch.” Evidentally, Ed (Mundell) had chosen the word “atomic” and Chris (Kosnik) had chosen the word “wax.” Put it all together and you’ve got…
by John Noyd
Even though they have only been together a short time, Muzzy Luctin already has enough history for a VH-1, “Behind the Music.” It’s been ten years since Muzzy Luctin’s guitar Paul Schluter kicked out the jams with Last Crack’s, Sinister Funkhouse #17, a wild rampage of hard rock boogie that brought the band legions of fans and a promising future. Promises being what they are, Last Crack disintegrated before national fame came calling, but the future arrived regardless and brought with it post-Crack bands White Chain , Spiritus, Mind Ox and ultimately Magic 7 a three quarters reforming of Last Crack halfway through the nineties. This new group took the original’s sonic squalor and added an element of eloquence, becoming steel plated shamans who moved beyond the thundering riffs into mature melodies and progressive six string slinging. Along with its members, Magic 7 brought Last Crack’s devoted following and again the future looked bright. Perhaps too bright, for before too long Schluter and vocalist and principal lyricist Buddo found themselves with a new rhythm section and the same old strains that brought Last Crack to its knees. Read More...
by Liz Ciavarella
With their debut of Burn My Eyes, MACHINE HEAD has transcended the masses with a bludgeoning sound so consuming; so biting; so immensely pit worthy that listeners have been known to trash bedrooms, obliterate venues, stomp, kick, scream, and sucka punch their friends. With a knee to the cranium, fist to the grill, overheated speakers, angry mothers, MACHINE HEAD have reaped mayhem in only the most admirable ways from their very inception . The More Things Change saw the band in a more mature light: Still chock fulla aggression yet more refined and appealing to their less militant fans. 1999 sees the band offering up their most mature release yet. Coming this month on Roadrunner Records, The Burning Red is essentially a collection of the band’s most potent qualities; Heavy, emotional, gripping bombastic.
Ahrue Luster, who replaces guitarist Logan Madder, is a more than natural progression. In fact, there’s something refreshing about the addition of Luster both in his sound and his overall personality. No attitudes, no image and no gimmicks. Just straight up MACHINE HEAD. Maximum Ink caught up with Ahrue Luster and spoke with him about the past and future . Read More...
by Paul Gargano
Sevendust have performed 462 shows over a 21 month span, spending their first few months on the road in a van, graduating to an RV, and not relocating to their first tour bus until their second year of touring. Show No. 462 was followed by a much-deserved three week break, which immediately segued into three months of writing, two months of recording, two more weeks off, a week of rehearsal, then a return to the road for a recently completed run as a headliner of the Vans Warped Tour. Did we mention their prime billing at Woodstock ‘99? Now, with the August 24 release of sophomore effort Home and their current tour with support acts Powerman 5000, Staind and Skunk Anansie, they’re ready to start the cycle all over again.
Yes, the Atlanta quintet have come a long way since appearing on the cover of Maximum Ink back in April ‘97. It was then, little more than two years ago, that hard rock and heavy metal were struggling to regain a foothold in a scene ruled by alterna-rock radio. But times have changed. Case in point, Madison’s 94.1. WJJO made the conversion to a hard rock format just as Sevendust entered the scene. It’s clear that they’ve helped each other with the success both have achieved. Read More...
by David A. Kulczyk
When you think of Green Bay, there is only one thing that comes to mind, it’s the hometown of that zany punk rock band, Boris the Sprinkler. These Pop Culture abnormalities are so endeared in their hometown that the mayor has proposed to change the name of their obscure football team to “The Green Bay Sprinklers” and the name of the stadium to “Reverend Norb Field.” Who the hell is Reverend Norb and Boris the Sprinkler, you may ask? Well sit down, pop a beer, light a cigarette and read on, but I must warn you that after you’re done reading this article, you may know less about the Pride of Green Bay than before you picked up this paper. Formed by vocalist and former writer for Maximum Rock and Roll, (not to be confused with Maximum Ink – the paper in your hands) Reverend Norb, super guitarist Paul #1 and a revolving door rhythm section in 1992. They were and still are influenced by the more zany side of punk rock music, The Dickies, Rezillos and The Ramones. “Every talentless idiot like me,” confided Reverend Norb, “learned how to play music by listening to The Ramones.”
They released an uncountable number of 45’s, split 45’s, EP’s, LP’s and CD’s, [Although, research put the number at 6 full-length albums and 19 singles]. “For awhile there,” said Mike Sykes, former owner of Milwaukee’s Stinky Record Exchange, “it seemed like Boris the Sprinkler were releasing a record every week. I couldn’t keep up and had to dedicate the entire store to them. I went out of business one month later.” Read More...
by Dave Leucinger
Robert Williams, AKA Big Sandy, seemed to pick the right time to take a sabbatical from touring. Last year, at the height of the neo-swing movement, he was relishing in a solo west-coast doo-wop album, while his Fly-Rite Boys bandmates were soaring through a guitar pickin’ jamboree heavy on instrumentals. So instead of trying to lose the albatross that “swing” has become to some, Sandy and his band have picked right up where they left off - if not a few steps ahead for the rest. “I’ve been trying to be careful to not align myself too closely to any one scene,” he said in a recent telephone interview. “When I first started, I didn’t want to be part of any scene, but rather to create my own scene. Trends come and go, but we’ve continued to go along. I’m glad we’ve done it that way.”
That way has covered more than a decade as the Southern California-based group has criss-crossed the United States and Europe, building a following for up-tempo western swing and smooth hillbilly jump tunes. But while he edges away from typecasting in the retro mode, Sandy has built a growing group of followers in that camp – while also building awareness of the fruitful legacy of artists such as the Maddox Brothers, Boyd Bennett, and Merle Travis. “In general, the Europeans were ahead of Americans in knowledge of the music when I first started,” he said. “But having some of these trends has helped increase awareness in America of the traditional styles of music.” Read More...
by Paul Gargano
Few will argue the fact that rock music has fallen on bad times. Sure, the music’s out there, but by the time you’ve sorted through the bands whose pants are the only thing drooping lower than their guitar tunings, and ruled out the carefree world of men wearing mascara and lipliner, whose got the energy to look for it? For most, it’s just easier to stick to the classics, relying on Led Zeppelin for all-out rock virtuosity, counting on The Doors for a mature spin on the outlandish element, and looking to Jimi Hendrix for a guitar solo worth writing home about.
From the throbbing rock of the band’s classically-tinted sound, it’s obvious that they share that sentiment. And have targeted their efforts on doing something to fill that void. Clocking in at over seven minutes in length, “Confessional” might not be the most commercially viable cut on their self-titled, Capitol Records debut, but it’s definitely the most telling. The most telling of their sound, style, roots and direction. Read More...
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