Whenever I don’t understand something I just say something like “ah, your ironic symbolism is very compelling. I completely get it”. Calling something ‘drole’ works well too, especially when you think that something is intended to be amusing in nature, but it’s not obvious whether you’re actually supposed to laugh or not. So, yes, I completely get this. Very drole.
When something beautiful and vintage becomes a commercial/promotional fuck-fest tune, all must blame the Rock-A-Teens. And blame your best goddamn friends from “Kill Bill,” WHICH WAS SO HIP AND STUFF. Also.
[re=236517]Poliscide[/re]: I believe that’s spelled “D-R-O-L-L,” unless you are taking the piss. Lux Interior was (is) a one weird fuck…he collects Ed Gein memorabilia and John Wayne Gacy paintings. All that was forgiven when he penned “Human Fly”: “I cry 96 tears ’cause I got 96 eyes.”
God or somebody rest his soul. If we have souls. And I’m kind of hoping we do. Not so I can see jesus when I die, but so I can see all the pets I’ve had. I’ll bet churches would get 100% attendance if they promised that.
I had never heard of this person until today. I was not very cool as a young person. Punk music frightened me. I am glad The Cramps gave people pleasure. They seem like they would’ve scared the crap out of me. But then I almost cried out of fear at my first show, Judas Priest, and couldn’t pee on my first day of high school. I’m all better now, though.
So strange – I was just watching this self-same video just, what, 5 days ago at work with a friend, chortling uproariously about how much ass these guys kicked. Ever since I saw Urgh! A Music War back in the 80s, I’ve wondered how he got his pants to stay up. RIP
True story: I woke up this morning at 3 a.m. with a nauseous tummy and “Bop Pills” stuck in my head. I went out to find something stupid to read on the internets and saw this shit. I think Lux visited me and told me to go saddle up a buzz buzz.
So tonight I drink. But with a purpose.
Can we go ahead and crown him the king of album titles on his headstone? “Songs the Lord Taught Me” and “Bad Music for Bad People” are the best fucking titles I’ve ever heard, bar none.
[re=236525]agitpropster[/re]: I actually meant ‘drôle’, which is the correct french spelling, but neglected to add le petit chapeau (accent circumflex). Well, actually, that’s a lie. I misspelled it on purpose for fear of inciting French-Panic on the wall.
Seriously, though…Ed Gein memorabilia? I feel there has to be a joke we could make about that, but I don’t want to draw things out too much. Let’s just say the punch line is Joan Rivers asking him who he’s wearing.
[re=236543]Poliscide[/re]: Since you are obsessed with Ed Gein and this memorial is dedicated to the eighties, here’s a link to the Fibonaccis tribute to Ed Gein, from roughly 1982. Fibonaccies were active in LA at the time Lux was performing in the video above. The Stranglers toured California a fair amount as I recollect. I have to believe he knew of the song and probably dug it.
Lux Interior, lead singer of influential garage-punk act the Cramps, died Wednesday morning (February 4) due to an existing heart condition, according to a statement from the band’s publicist. He was 62.
Born Erick Lee Purkhiser, Interior started the Cramps in 1972 with guitarist Poison Ivy (born Kristy Wallace, later his wife) — whom, as legend has it, he picked up as a hitchhiker in California. By 1975, they had moved to New York, where they became an integral part of the burgeoning punk scene surrounding CBGBs.
It should also be noted that Steve Blickenstaff, an artist in Frederick, Md., drew the famous drawing for the cover of the Cramps’ “Bad Music For Bad People” in the early 1980s.
[re=236534]hobospacejungle[/re]: “God or somebody rest his soul. If we have souls. And I’m kind of hoping we do. Not so I can see jesus when I die, but so I can see all the pets I’ve had. I’ll bet churches would get 100% attendance if they promised that.”
Is it okay if I quote you?
oh, and, I’m glad you’re all better now. I never peed in highschool, but that was because I was afraid of public bathrooms until a year ago. I still can’t pee if I know someone can hear me.
The microphone fellatio, the ridiculous pleather lady-man bikini pants, the repulsed and repulsive sneer on Poison Ivy’s face–for me it all evanesced into a hilarity/nausea cocktail combo. But thanks anyway, all you Wonketteer Lady Editor Bitches. I’ll be giggling puke into my mouth all day.
Ah, the Cramps — so much more interesting than the usual shit. I didn’t think about it last night, but I have at least one Cramps album on vinyl I should dig up and play. I still remember hearing The Human Fly for the first time at a party in High School and what a jolt it was to realize there was a whole dimension of rock that was meaner, rawer and more ridiculous than what I was used to.
[re=236534]hobospacejungle[/re]: Wow. You are me, and thousands upon thousands of other 80′s and 90′s teens. We were so scared, but we are all better now. Mostly.
[re=237139]Crankenstank[/re]: Oh God dammit, same. What a way to get the news. I was so happy to see some Cramps on Wonkette, then I clicked on the comments and got a huge sad-on when I realized why Ken linked to them.
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i dig that goddamn rock n roll
that kinda stuff that don’t save souls
… stay sick!
Thank you.
Less cowbell.
Whenever I don’t understand something I just say something like “ah, your ironic symbolism is very compelling. I completely get it”. Calling something ‘drole’ works well too, especially when you think that something is intended to be amusing in nature, but it’s not obvious whether you’re actually supposed to laugh or not. So, yes, I completely get this. Very drole.
No Lux = Sux
When something beautiful and vintage becomes a commercial/promotional fuck-fest tune, all must blame the Rock-A-Teens. And blame your best goddamn friends from “Kill Bill,” WHICH WAS SO HIP AND STUFF. Also.
[re=236517]Poliscide[/re]: I believe that’s spelled “D-R-O-L-L,” unless you are taking the piss. Lux Interior was (is) a one weird fuck…he collects Ed Gein memorabilia and John Wayne Gacy paintings. All that was forgiven when he penned “Human Fly”: “I cry 96 tears ’cause I got 96 eyes.”
Buzz. Buzz Buuzzzzzzzzzzzz,.
Let’s hope the teachings of Christ were true, and Mr. Interior is now sitting on the right hand of a bikini girl with a machine gun.
God or somebody rest his soul. If we have souls. And I’m kind of hoping we do. Not so I can see jesus when I die, but so I can see all the pets I’ve had. I’ll bet churches would get 100% attendance if they promised that.
I had never heard of this person until today. I was not very cool as a young person. Punk music frightened me. I am glad The Cramps gave people pleasure. They seem like they would’ve scared the crap out of me. But then I almost cried out of fear at my first show, Judas Priest, and couldn’t pee on my first day of high school. I’m all better now, though.
So strange – I was just watching this self-same video just, what, 5 days ago at work with a friend, chortling uproariously about how much ass these guys kicked. Ever since I saw Urgh! A Music War back in the 80s, I’ve wondered how he got his pants to stay up. RIP
Hey, all you damn kids get offa my stage – hennggh. Also.
True story: I woke up this morning at 3 a.m. with a nauseous tummy and “Bop Pills” stuck in my head. I went out to find something stupid to read on the internets and saw this shit. I think Lux visited me and told me to go saddle up a buzz buzz.
So tonight I drink. But with a purpose.
Can we go ahead and crown him the king of album titles on his headstone? “Songs the Lord Taught Me” and “Bad Music for Bad People” are the best fucking titles I’ve ever heard, bar none.
[re=236525]agitpropster[/re]: I actually meant ‘drôle’, which is the correct french spelling, but neglected to add le petit chapeau (accent circumflex). Well, actually, that’s a lie. I misspelled it on purpose for fear of inciting French-Panic on the wall.
Seriously, though…Ed Gein memorabilia? I feel there has to be a joke we could make about that, but I don’t want to draw things out too much. Let’s just say the punch line is Joan Rivers asking him who he’s wearing.
I feel so sad that this guy I never cared about is dead.
Dead is dead is dead.
True story: Lux was actually an alias of the young Dick Cheney….
[re=236517]Poliscide[/re]: http://www.avclub.com/articles/lux-interior-of-the-cramps-rip,23430/
I’m glad I still have all my Cramps records (LPs, dammit!)… gonna rock out tonight in tribute. R.I.P.
Life is short, filled with stuff.
Godspeed, Lux.
Rest in Peace, Punkrockabilly Man. Oh and he was 60? Jesus Christ, I am getting old.
life is short, and filled with stuff.
Fuck the fuck yeah@!
This YouTube is dope as shit too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rx7A3UYKXj4
I think it will be our new national anthem now, under the failed communist Obama administration.
i get it, it’s like 2001. With his last conscious moment, LUX caused this video to play on Wonkette. Just like HAL and Dave with the briefing video.
At least we still have Iggy.
So… for the under-30 crowd:
Cramps Singer Lux Interior Dead At 62.
I always wanted to love the Cramps, but the goddamn mid-tempos always ended up bumming me out.
[re=236543]Poliscide[/re]: Since you are obsessed with Ed Gein and this memorial is dedicated to the eighties, here’s a link to the Fibonaccis tribute to Ed Gein, from roughly 1982. Fibonaccies were active in LA at the time Lux was performing in the video above. The Stranglers toured California a fair amount as I recollect. I have to believe he knew of the song and probably dug it.
http://www.fibonaccis.com/index.php/music/fibs/old_mean_ed_gein/
thank Allah we still have Miley Cyrus and Jonas Brothers.
He posed the age-old question, Can your pussy do the dog? Hopefully now he will find the answer.
From MTV:
Lux Interior, lead singer of influential garage-punk act the Cramps, died Wednesday morning (February 4) due to an existing heart condition, according to a statement from the band’s publicist. He was 62.
Born Erick Lee Purkhiser, Interior started the Cramps in 1972 with guitarist Poison Ivy (born Kristy Wallace, later his wife) — whom, as legend has it, he picked up as a hitchhiker in California. By 1975, they had moved to New York, where they became an integral part of the burgeoning punk scene surrounding CBGBs.
Here’s the link to the story:
http://www.mtv.com/news/articles/1604336/20090204/story.jhtml
It should also be noted that Steve Blickenstaff, an artist in Frederick, Md., drew the famous drawing for the cover of the Cramps’ “Bad Music For Bad People” in the early 1980s.
Do you understand
The garbage man!
[re=236534]hobospacejungle[/re]: “God or somebody rest his soul. If we have souls. And I’m kind of hoping we do. Not so I can see jesus when I die, but so I can see all the pets I’ve had. I’ll bet churches would get 100% attendance if they promised that.”
Is it okay if I quote you?
oh, and, I’m glad you’re all better now. I never peed in highschool, but that was because I was afraid of public bathrooms until a year ago. I still can’t pee if I know someone can hear me.
I was unaware of how utterly bereft of ass that man was. Seriously. How the hell did those “pants” stay on throughout that performance ?
This is a sad fucking story.
You ain’t no punk you punk. But Lux was. Alas, I never got a chance to blow that guy.
The microphone fellatio, the ridiculous pleather lady-man bikini pants, the repulsed and repulsive sneer on Poison Ivy’s face–for me it all evanesced into a hilarity/nausea cocktail combo. But thanks anyway, all you Wonketteer Lady Editor Bitches. I’ll be giggling puke into my mouth all day.
Won’t those PUMAs ever leave us in peace? I don’t give a shit about their damn cramps!
Ah, the Cramps — so much more interesting than the usual shit. I didn’t think about it last night, but I have at least one Cramps album on vinyl I should dig up and play. I still remember hearing The Human Fly for the first time at a party in High School and what a jolt it was to realize there was a whole dimension of rock that was meaner, rawer and more ridiculous than what I was used to.
long live rock and roll! now where is my walker?
[re=236534]hobospacejungle[/re]: Wow. You are me, and thousands upon thousands of other 80′s and 90′s teens. We were so scared, but we are all better now. Mostly.
“You better duck, when I show up, the goo-goo muck…”
waaah!
But with all the lead singer positions already filled in Rock and Roll Heaven, Lux found himself 3rd understudy to BGV Male #4.
Huge Fucking Drag.
How pathetic that I learn news like this via Wonkette. I’m so fucking old.
[re=237139]Crankenstank[/re]: Oh God dammit, same. What a way to get the news. I was so happy to see some Cramps on Wonkette, then I clicked on the comments and got a huge sad-on when I realized why Ken linked to them.
Aw, man, Weasel must be so sad.
I have to write to my friend Regina now. She loved the Cramps.
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