THE GOD BULLIES
by Pierre Scaruffi
The same year they record the first album, Plastic Eye Miracle (published the year following from the Glitterhouse). The singer Mike Hard and the chitarrista/organista David Livingstone employ one technical similar to that one of the Sisters Of Mercy: song catacombale, or " fetal ", ultra-psichedelico accompanyment, cadences from hidden rituale. The result knows of psicanalitico incubus, piu` that of party for teenager spensierati. The cadences disc of a valve and pachidermiche, the riff martial to the Hendrix, the song made of urla and gemiti it leaks to you and distorted they compose the emotional picture of It' s Over. The limit of this way e` the rarefazione total of She' s Wild: Hard flake its animal grugniti ones in an ether in which they fluctuate intentional shapeless of lancinanti distortions, composing a slow one, gotten passionate valzer of the inferi. The ritualistico side of the disc not e` little alarming, but if other does not have one appearance of musicalita`: it is gone from the voodoobilly to febrile rhythm, with the always gutturale song, colloquiale and outside time, of You Cry Now to the novelty grotesque in style Cramps di Like It Like That, in order to culminate in the collective tribalismo, with a rhythm from pneumatic hammer, of Act Of Desire and in the maniacale hymn of Live Sex (Mama), than on an other satanica cadence it grafts a riff solemn, repeated ossessivamente, and with an other series of it vocalizes sguaiati puts in scene a torbid cerimoniale of libidine blasfema. Sex and died is the dominant topics of music of God Bullies, and to case Hendrix and Morrison they do not seem the references (spiritual, if not musical) piu` directed.
According to album, Mamawombwomb (Amphetamine Reptile, 1989), emphasize the Grand Guignol, indulge in the melodramma and even reach to full hands from the culture of films of the horror and its sonorous columns. From rock and roll the Creepy People to pow-wow the What Reason e` a festival of the macabro and the grotesque one in the abominable shapes piu`, that Leader culminates in the majestically demonic hymn Follow The (where the " leader " e` Jim Jones) and Sex Power Money. But these dramatized turpi subtend always very deep and acute subliminali imbalances. Hard cries instead that to sing in the bolgia sonorous of Fear And Pain, it raves without brakes in Or Shit, drowns in the threatening chaos of What Are You Looking For. **time-out** the cadence e` always the stordente, the noise frastornante, the trauma total and irreversible.
Strongly of a sound of the bottom a lot piu` prominente (Run Mike), and with Livingstone in smagliante shape, the successive Dog Show (Amphetamine Reptile, 1990) grants voodoobilly like Let' s Go To Hell and Do It Again (both between their capolavori) and apocryphal hymns like Monster Jesus (with a lot of gregoriano chorus and orientaleggiante tribalismo), flank to flank with others dramatized horror ( sataniche Cemetery) and other dances (2+2 spectacular). With the linear and " human " harmonies finally, there e` wide space for the chitarristiche acrobatics of Livingstone, than in fact infiorettano one danced like Abigail.
In 1990, endured after the publication of the disc, on drums subentra Tony Oliveri of the Cows. With the new formation it comes published the single double quantity Join Satan' s Army.
The last masters of the voodoobilly return with Kill The King (Tentacles Alternatives, 1995), a job that less introduces them in technological cloth primiti to you and piu`, but always truci and sacrileghi. The samplings abound and spread the gotico tone of Mike Hard. Neighborhood Kid e` the melodica song piu` of their career, but the fulcrum of the disc is the psicodrammi nichilisti of Pretty On The Inside and Hate. The complex was extinguished with the single Millennium (Radial, 1996).
The singer formera` then the Thrall.
You leave yourself follemente from " dark punk " an introvert, the God Bullies have reached originates them evolution in freudiana key of the mimica voodoobilly of the Cramps.