GWAR, Me, and the On-rushing Grip of Death: Part 40
GWAR opens for Murphy’s Law and, in D&D terms, we rolled a twenty, got double damage, instant kill, whatever…all I know is that the only blood the skinheads got to enjoy that day was fake.
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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!
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.
Dave Brockie on Kickstarter
Two months ago, I had never heard of Kickstarter. Today, I am expecting a large check from them. Here’s how we raised over $7,000 to fund a kooky puppet show/animated series.
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.
