GWAR, Me, and the On-Rushing Grip of Death: Part 39
Why has Oderus been notably absent from Red Eye on Fox News? What happens when you put a bunch of guns in a GWAR van and drive to New York? Find out the answer to these questions and more!
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GWAR, Me, and the On-rushing Grip of Death: Part 38
One day I received a severed pig’s head in the mail. It was Wild Bill’s way of saying hello. The pig’s head had been sawn off neatly and then encased in shrink-wrap, so it hadn’t started to rot. I didn’t know how to eat a pig’s head, so I threw it away after everybody had a good look at it.
GWAR, Me, and the On-rushing Grip of Death: Part 37
Tensions run high in the Slave Pit. Will our hero/Dave Brockie be able to manage all of the massive GWAR-egos floating around? Also, thoughts on Kickstarter and what it means to future artists!
GWAR, Me, and the On-rushing Grip of Death: Part 36
Since I had graduated my life had been a series of hovels, shit jobs, and poor personal hygiene. It was awesome, but there had to be more. GWAR gave me the chance to escape the biggest fear I had in my life…that when I got to the end of it there would be nothing to be proud of.
GWAR, Me, and the On-rushing Grip of Death: Part 37
Hi! Dave Brockie here! Did ya miss me? I missed you! But there will be plenty of time to catch up later…right now, we have to get to EPISODE 37.
GWAR, Me, and the Onrushing Grip of Death: Part 35
Nobody knew much about “the gay cancer” and neither did I. All I knew is that it took a long time to kill you, and I was sure that modern medicine would figure it out before it got my brother Andrew. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
GWAR, Me, and the Onrushing Grip of Death: Part 33
The show at the Revival Hall in Philadelphia was an eye-opening experience for us. It was one of the first times we played a big city as a headliner and actually got a good crowd. Everybody from snotty punk rockers to greasy metalheads wanted to see the band that everybody was talking about.
GWAR, Me, and the Onrushing Grip of Death: Part 32
Writing from Australia while preparing to take the stage for yet another show on GWAR’s most recent tour, Dave Brockie picks up where he left off a couple weeks ago, this time telling us about making his first record in 1987 New York.
GWAR, Me, and the Onrushing Grip of Death: Part 31
Dave Brockie is back to continue his story of how GWAR became, well, GWAR. This time he tells us about the band getting ready to record their first album and the introduction of the material that changed everything: latex.
GWAR, Me, and the Onrushing Grip of Death: Part 30
Greetings and welcome to all the faithful fans, friends, and followers that have followed this tormented tale for 30 episodes. It’s often rushed and sometimes skipped, but writing these chronicles has proven to be a modest success thus far, at least as far as that I have not abandoned it out of laziness or frustration.
