Justin Taylor
A Perpetual Geyser of Pus
By Justin TaylorIn the opening movement of Beyond Hell, the metal-opera/concept album that is GWAR’s newest offering, Oderus Urungus watches “unconcernedly” as the band’s secret Antarctic Fortress is approached by a “mass of evil-looking sky machines. ...
Untouchable Is Something to Be: The Rise and Continued Rise of Against Me!
By Justin TaylorI’ll never forget the feeling of shaking Against Me! drummer Warren Oakes’s hand as he pressed through the crushing crowd toward the front doors of CBGB. We locked eyes for half a second and I called out to him over the roar: “FIVE YEARS!” He smiled, or maybe shook his head—hard to tell what’s going on behind a beard like that. Then he had to go inside and I, ticketless, had to go home.
“A Limited Edition of One” In Conversation, sort of, with David Berman
By Justin TaylorCritical validation and cultural cachet, as it turns out, don’t pay all that well. Touring to promote his records might have, but for David Berman, an intensely private individual, tours (and advertising) have always been out of the question.
Stories
By Justin TaylorI don’t know how to be anything but this. It’s awful. I don’t know how to be a person. That’s what it feels like a lot of the time. Like when I visit at my cousins’. They’ve got this array of shower products so fangled and particular I can hardly believe in them.
