Why on earth are most of Killdozer's cd's now out of print???

Order page for the reissue of The Last Waltz album (on CD, at least -- separate page has the vinyl run)

I haven't heard the AC/DC cover (or the original, I don't think) or "Disco Inferno", but I'd like to find those.

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"Final Market"

This song tells the inspiring story of a youth, exploited by his employer (1), a ruthless newspaper distributor. Finally, the Peoples' Revolution arrives (2), and the lad justifiably kills his boss.

(1) Weil, Simone. Oppression and Liberty. Amherst: University of Massachusetts, 1973.

(2) Lunn, Arnold Henry Moore. The Science of World Revolution. London: Sheed and Ward, 1938.

I was at their last chicago gig in 1996(97?) at the empty bottle. Mike told me "Everyone comes up to us on this tour and asks why we're quitting. and we tell them if all the shows were like this, we would keep playing. But the only way to do that is to tell them it's our last show!"

At last report, he's lawyering in NYC. I would pay to see him before a jury.
"Your honor, my asshole could make a better case than the Prosecution!"

Oh, here we go...

http://www.sheppardmullin.com/images/biopics/biopic781.jpg

Publications

Co-Author, The Tax Issues (and Substantiation Nightmare) Created by Providing Employees Cellular Telephones, The NAPPA Report, Vol. 16, No. 3 (August 2002).

Administrators Face Yet Another EDI Challenge: Use of Social Security Numbers by Health Care Plans Under Fire, The Self Insurer (November 2000).

Thing is, I can hear him growling these out as songtitles.

Oh yeah, and I don't trust anyone who thinks otherwise.

The most amazing sort of critic was one who praised us adoringly early on, but when Touch & Go left Detroit, where this critic lived, we became his fave example of shit music. I think we took the brunt of his anger over what he perceived as betrayal by T&G for pulling out of Wheel City. He's a music scribe for the Village Voice now, but that's not to say he grew up.

Three guesses, guys.

"I was a food-service employee at the University of Wisconsin, but all I ever had to do was encourage people to wash dishes. And then I'd to watch TV in my boss's office. I became a big fan of 21 Jump Street. I felt that there was no reason all my co-workers couldn't keep their houses filled with coffee and ice cream from the stockroom. Dan got fired from a job like that for eating bacon."

http://www.geocities.com/renaldo_larue/killdozer/interviews/warp1994.htm

"His experience includes helping design, establish, and administer executive compensation arrangements, equity-based incentive plans, incentive bonus plans, and deferred compensation plans, as well as individual employment and severance agreements."

http://www.smrh.com/attorneys/bios/bio.cfm?attorneyid=781

Dan Hobson continues to live in Madison, WI, where he is a nurse, happily married, and raising two (at last count) beautiful children.
Bill Hobson lives in rural Southern California where he is happily married and raising an untold number of beautiful children. He works in the movie biz as a grip.

As a bonus:
Paul Zagoras lives on a farm outside of Madison, WI, with his beautiful wife that he imported from Japan. Nobody knows what Paul does for a living.

Erik Tunison lives in Amsterdam with a lady (the last I heard), where he manages a hipster night club and gets high all the time.

Jeff Ditzenburger lives in Milwaukee with his wife. What more needs to be said? Children may or may not be involved.

awesome.

I can't believe this is the guy I last saw when standing next to him in the urinals of Leicester Princess Charlotte, dressed in rhinestone-studded faux-cowboy get-up. (That's Gerald not me, btw).

I've been looking for Killdozer shirts on ebay for years. Mostly I give up and buy something that looks like what they're wearing in the above photo (which has been hanging over my desk for ten years).

Killdozer - For Ladies Only 7" picture disc box set anyone?

i've been called lucifer
i've been called satan
but my name is richard
and you, you can call me dick

Viva Madison punk!

http://citypages.com/letters/detail.asp?TID=1068

Also, mike wants everyone here to know that the Last Waltz (the mans ruin record) is back in print and there is a Killdozer tribute record in the works. Go here for more info: http://www.crustaceanrecords.com/bands/index.php?BID=35&UID=

you mean Butch?

The last line of my show review (a slam, natch) hinted the beer spillage was intentional. I heard later that Mike Gerald thought the review was really funny until he got to the beer part - then he got pissed off.

Killdozer's shtick was a little too musically schematic for me to appreciate - but Gerald is a hell of a writer. I remember reading some of his childhood recollections in a fanzine in the late 80s, great stuff. Some of it became the basis for Killdozer lyrics, I think - something about a dad who accidentally shoots himself in the stomach with a shotgun?

I used to know a man named Burt
When I was but a lad
He was an old acquaintance
Of my mom and my dad

I don't think that I met him
More than just once
But I still recall him well
I'm not goddamn dunce

And you would not believe
What it was that he had done
He blew his own fucking guts out
With his own fucking gun

Yeah, mom and folks
They were shocked as you can imagine
When they heard about old Burt
And I said to myself
I said "Ouch, that's gotta hurt!"

It happened in the driveway
Right next to Burt's Cadillac
The shot entered through his belly
And it went out through his back

Make no mistakes
No if's and's or but's
All over the brand new asphalt
Were Burt's fucking guts

Burt's bitch stood screaming
As Burt ate the dirt
And I said to myself
I said "Holy fuck, that's gotta hurt!"

OOOOOOOUUUUUUUCCCCCCCHHHHHHH!

But you know what's funny
About Burt's loss of life
Is that he was getting gun out
So that he could kill him wife

But there he lay bleeding
His head next to a hub
And all I can say to myself
Is "Therein lies the rub!"

I like coffee, it likes me
I'd like to have some Maxwell House coffee
What'd you call this cup of shit's going to be
Why I'd rather drink from the dick of a goat
I tell you motherfucker that's all she wrote
I like coffee, it likes me
A cuppa cuppa cuppa cuppa coffee
And Maxwell House is the best coffee
I like coffee, it likes me

I wish I still had that fanzine, it had a bunch of midwest indie rockers writing for it, like Gerald and one of the guys from Urge Overkill. Gerald's piece was more wistful in tone than those lyrics, like the Prairie Home Companion crossed with Gummo. Ah well, lost to the sands of time, or in the stacks of the library at Bowling Green U...

Fuck - they had great lyrics ...

This begs a question or two.