Ersatz-Love

I’m marginally interested in Fetish stuff. Not like wanting to get whipped by the heavy ball chains wielded by some Helga wearing a Nazi uniform. Well, not really anyway (I supposed there would be some kind of catharsis evolved there). I’ve pierced my nipples (I had to take them out because of jail but that’s beside the point) and I don’t have an O gauge Prince Albert.

Although I like tattoos I have none. I have instead, more than one scarification (next time you see me you can trace the marks of stigmata on my hands and feet), including my name in Tibetan cut into my leg (a different rock band, a stupid tour; crazy time had by all).

Now, our Alex JD he’s the one who openly wears his interest in dominance and submission – guess which role he divines pleasure from. If you’re right he’ll smack your ass and make you call him daddy. If you’re wrong, he’ll smack your ass and make you call him daddy but you won’t enjoy it. He wins either way though.

Or our Jonathan; you wanna get that boy off, show him a girl with glasses and a pony tail. Make her blonde, and he’ll call you from Cuba next week.

But back to me… [Read more →]

I Make Monsters

And I’m good at it.

Out of my pit I can only see a small part of the sky. But down here there’s a whole world of suffering. I’m digging deeper and deeper, interrupted only when one of these ripping, tearing creatures of my own making jumps me from behind. Caught under this blunt trauma shock of a falling mortar my psyche is simply blown to bits. From now on I cannot protect myself.

They feed on me down here. They won’t let me go.

When they’re done and I’m alone I find myself again. Slowly I sit up in the darkness and look up from the mud and the blood and the tears. The stars are so beautiful. Heaven is a circle. [Read more →]

Rocket Packs In A Virtual Future

TGON has been nominated for an IMA award for their amazing Flash website. A sweet way to end 2009 with a little recognition and a good shot in the arm! Like Jim Taylor, who designed the Flash website, said to me the other night, “Nice to know someone other than your grandmother is looking at the site”. Double that – my granny’s dead Jim.

But seriously, she died ages ago and there are a whole lot of non-dead, non-relatives who dig what TGON and Jim have done in the Virtual World that “Realm of Porn and Shadows”.

Nice.

Sure I could dwell on the negatives, you know, the kind that could muck a small country down to its knees… Sure I could bitterly brood over the lead ears of critics. Sure I could light afire effigies of small-minded cowards…

Sure I could. But I’d only waste my breath and the art supplies to make those effigies…

Anyway, I don’t care about those distractions… [Read more →]

Twenty – Ten

Ok so apparently the hip thing to say this year is “twenty-ten“. Wishing all TGON fans a kinky, dirty and slutty New Year. You will be getting a new record from us this year… and well it is gonna be a slutty one.

Nutmeat (Lyrics)

This is my favorite song off the record. I think it is the heaviest and most intense not only for the music but for the lyrical content, which in fact has nothing to do with testicles. It is about The Buddhas of Bamyan that were two monumental statues of standing buddhas carved into the side of a cliff in the Bamyan valley in the Hazarajat region of central Afghanistan in the sixth century. The statues were destroyed by the Taliban in 2001 after their government declared that they were “idols” (which is forbidden by Islamic religious law).

Destroying art for religion, painful to witness… like having electrodes on your nutmeat. Sure the title of the song could have been changed. It was originally just a working title because it was unfinished, but I think the fact that people write it off before reading the lyrics and finding out what it is all about, sort of fits. Those same people that are writing it off and calling it childish are the same morons that cannot appreciate a nice painting. [Read more →]

Play For Nothing!

“Play for nothing! And no water because you, YES YOU, are a filthy, dirty musician who wants to entertain us!” – Adolph Hitler to Schrecker at Bar Alizé Aug 22nd 2009

Do I believe in reincarnation? I dunno. Sometimes. Certainly feels like assholes who we thought we got rid of years ago during mythical, global struggles have come back to annoy us one more time.

Okay, maybe I’m being a bit dramatic but any band that has worked their asses off to play would totally understand (or at least disbelieve) the fact that I was refused water before I went on stage with The Gods Of Now at Bar Alizé on Aug 22nd. And no, I didn’t want a bottle of water or sparkling water. I wanted a glass of water from the tap.

Jerks.

Should have seen it coming. [Read more →]