Goo in the Streets: GWAR Leaves Them Smiling
As the GWAR concert comes to a close at this years Dragon*Con, hordes of fans file into the streets of Atlanta. Although many of their clothes are stained from the remnants of the bands liquid special effects, everyone seems to be smiling.
Earlier Friday afternoon, Sleazy P. Martini, GWARs answer
to Elvis, is hanging out at the bands booth in the Dragon*Con dealers room.
We just got back from the Decadence In Rock n Roll panel, he says,
which was just all GWAR. When it comes to decadence, thats the only
word you need to know. No one else bothered to show up, but why should they? Thats
like a guy thats got a parking ticket sitting next to Charles Manson and trying
to act like a bada**. Well, maybe its the decadence that has GWAR fans
grinning uncontrollably later in the evening. It also may be GWARs near
constant use of theatrics. Martini, who stays in character the entire time, gives an extra
long spiel concerning the bands origin. He claims he was once a presidential aid for
Ronald Reagan who stumbled across the band while in South Antarctica.
I was looking for a warm place, some shelter, he says. And I saw this temple. There were these weird monsters and they were all frozen. All of a sudden they thawed out, and they were bugging me for drugs. So basically theyve been following me like a bunch of puppies ever since. The same can be said for GWARs fan base, which continues to collect the bands outrageous music, comic books and related merchandise. So its the decadence that keeps them smiling? Martini begs to differ. Its all thanks to my genius, he says. The ability to find that niche. Whey they are completely bombed, I step in and save the day singing one of my favorite compositions, Slaughterama.
- Jon Waterhouse, Editor