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

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.

esp. because every song has the line "let me tell you" in it!

Now for the rest of those rarities, somehow. I AM ON THE MISSION.

Maybe try to find me on slsk (sbsweaty).

ha ha I just thought their records after *Snakeboy* weren't as good as *Snakeboy*!

Anyway, by some crazy coincidence, I just noticed this this morning (in Tony Jasper's and Derek Oliver's *The International Encyclopedia of Hard Rock and Heavy Metal*:

>Killdozer (France)

Despite being French, this band sing only in English. Their music is subdued and the LP is only worth buying if it is cheap.

*Killdozer* (CBS) 1980

They must have played with Bad Brains a lot:

http://www.divinerites.com/b_houll.htm

I'm hearing this phrase in michael gerald's gruff, coarse voice, just before some steamroller sludge-rock riff in some insanely tricky time signature kicks in.

Killdozer were the best, and I feel privileged to have seen them. The twofer CD w/"12 point buck" and "Little baby bunting" is the best, though I'm a big big phan of "uncompromising war on art under the dictatorship of the proletariat", coz they play it so damn str8-faced.

ENTER THE 49 GATES OF UNCLEANLINESS.

if you need an attorney...

http://www.akingump.com/en/lawyers-advisors/michael-gerald.html

"...in this case, clearly, the pig was not cool."