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There has never been and never will be anyone like GWAR, the Richmond, Virginia-based metal band that dress up as space barbarians, play all sorts of obscenities on stage, and regurgitate their audiences with fake blood, semen, and other gooey bodily fluids. Over the past four decades, GWAR has carved a completely unique niche in the music industry, serving as a bridge for those who love horror, sci-fi, fantasy, comics, superheroes, Dungeons & Dragons, punk and headbanging. They are the mutant embodiment of all things geeky in contemporary American pop culture, and their legacy of anti-establishment gonzo satire, pornographic performance, pyrotechnics, gory tongue-in-cheek violence and absurdist mania is lovingly celebrated. This is GVARa non-fiction introduction to the group, which longtime member Daniella Stampe (also known as Sliemenstra Hymen) calls “a joke without a twist”.

As director Scott Barber put it:The Orange Years: The Nickelodeon Story) a hilarious documentary (July 21 on Shudder, after a limited theatrical release starting July 16), GWAR was the by-product of a meeting between two idiosyncratic—and for a time related—minds. In the 1980s in Richmond, Hunter Jackson was an aspiring and unconventional artist at Virginia Commonwealth University, and his efforts to create an unusual cinematic spectacle at The Dairy, a former dairy that has become the de facto home of creative teams, including his own Slave Pit – led to a meeting with David Brockie, the lead singer of the rising punk band Death Piggy. By this time, Brocky was already a local celebrity for his theatrics, such as presenting the audience with piñatas filled with quarters, candy, and cat poop, and he immediately took a liking to Hunter and, in particular, the bizarre movie costumes he and his Slave Pit comrades were making. . One night, Brocky asked to borrow these outfits to impersonate his opening act, dubbed “Gwarggh”, and a twisted phenomenon was born.

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This is GVAR includes contributions from fans (Thomas Lennon, Ethan Embry, Alex Winter) and just about everyone who has ever been in GWAR – and that’s a lot of people as the band has gone through numerous lineup changes over its long history. The only notable omission is Brocky himself, as the co-founder and lead singer died of a drug overdose in 2014. him to accept GWAR as a full-fledged concert. Despite an early breakout show at VCU’s Shafer Court, many of the members abruptly quit, including Hunter, who chose to take a job in Detroit rather than pursue any metal dreams. However, Brocky forged ahead with the help of dedicated compatriots such as Chuck Varga and Don Draculich, who developed a roster of characters for each musician, as well as an overarching myth of the band as alien savages hell-bent on chaos and destruction.

It should be mentioned at this point that GWAR is as lewd, disgusting and outlandish as can be, headlined by Brocky as the alter ego of Oderus Urungus, a noisy goliath with a huge slime-spewing cuttlefish dangling from his crotch (a dumb phallic creature). designed to circumvent domestic obscenity laws). They are certainly not for everyone, and yet after the emphasis on musicianship in the 1990s thugs of the universe An LP (on Metal Blade Records) and an extended live show full of latex monsters, beheadings and noisy fights attracted a loyal following. When Mike Judge made them Beavis and Butt-head’s favorite band in the duo’s MTV animated series, GWAR took center stage, receiving acclaim for both their horrendous craziness and the self-aware humor with which it was delivered.

As fan (and one-time collaborator) “Weird Al” Yankovic says in This is GVAR“If you’re going to do a show, you’re doing a show,” and that spirit—along with the DIY spirit—made the band a cult hit. Attending a GWAR show and swimming in the geysers of who knows what was a rite of passage for many metalheads and helped build a fanatical outcast fanbase drawn to the wild and weird corners of the entertainment landscape. It also turned GWAR into a fringe community of sorts: a running carnival of like-minded artists united by a shared love of deranged madness. Although the members have changed – due to various setbacks and conflicts – Barber’s film paints GWAR as a family, or at least a fraternal brotherhood, driven by a shared vision of ridiculous chaos and madness in the city near you.

GWAR 1993 Grammy nomination for his film Phallus in Wonderland perhaps the most unexpected nod in the history of this awards ceremony, and naturally the band came to the ceremony in full barbarian attire, much to the chagrin of the organizers. It’s full of such jokes. This is GVAR, no more stunning than the one in which guitarist Pete Lee (a.k.a. the second Flattus Maximus) was gunned down during a roadside skirmish and nearly died with his buddy Mike Derks (a.k.a. Balsac, Jaws of Death) by his side. The fact that, after this near-death experience, Lee continued to play with the group, showing off his colostomy bag, is in keeping with the rude, reckless, boundary-pushing nature of the group, which has persevered despite serious internal conflicts between attention-grabbing Brockies. and the insecure Hunter, as well as more than one untimely death. GWAR was more than the sum of its parts, and by incorporating various voices into his mix—whether they were guitarists, bassists, vocalists, or countless craftsmen such as Matt Maguire and Bob Gorman who created costumes, sets, and props for the performers—he was able to survive many ups and downs that would have ruined smaller units.

Even after Brocky’s Viking funeral, GWAR continues to go its own crazy way, making fun of itself and various socio-political targets, be it law enforcement, strict American politicians, or rape-prone priests. However, this is more than just a tribute to the unsurpassed madness of the devil, This is GVAR it is a portrait of creative misfits who come together to express themselves through grotesque, childish, and surprisingly explicit outsider art. They were, and still are, grandiose cartoons born of wild imaginations, and Barber’s film illuminates their absurdity in all its gruesome glory.

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