The Super Rock Quiz: Death Become You Rising from the Floridian swamps like mutant Snakeheads with electric guitars, Death Becomes You are ghoul punks (Grave Wave, as they like to call it) that carry on in the undead-but-live-as-fuck tradition of the early Misfits, playing fast, thrashy odes to the dark and all the mysterious creatures that infest it. DBY are like "Rock and Roll High School" and "Evil Dead" all rolled into one explosive package of greasepaint, blood squibs, fire breathing zombies from beyond the grave, and scorching rock and roll. I caught up with Death Becomes You drummer and possible people eater Christopher Lee (not the same one, but close enough) a few days before Hallow's Eve, for the infamous Super Rock quiz. OK, so it took 4 months, but listen, I had to buy a shovel, order Reanimator fluid, wait for a full moon... Who Is The Zodiac Killer ? Being a "member of the dispossessed" by choice, dating all the way back to my adolescence, I have always held what I presume to be a healthy, yet morbid (to some...) interest in "humanity's darkside", re "the evil that men do..." Questioning early on just what connotes and who decides just what makes something "right/wrong" or someone "good/bad". I always identified with the role of the villain (much like DBY are the true to form version of "The Outlaw Villain Band" in Sgt. Peppers...) whether it was in the films I watched or the toys I played with...they just always seemed cooler than the "do-gooder"! As for "The Zodiac Killer", I have read up on many of "serial murders' practitioners and The Zodiac to this day remains one of the few "life takers" who eluded capture although he even sent the police and authorities clues to his further attacks... A few men were considered "prime suspects" (take Arthur Allen's case for example...) but from what I recall he died in prison on unrelated charges surely taking some secrets to his grave... Dahmer is still the king, head and shoulders (no pun intended...) above the rest...  Answer: inconclusive. My friend Doug met him hitchhiking once, and he said he as a "nice guy", so at elast that rules me out.  Barbara Crampton or Barbara Steele? Personally, speaking for myself, I'll take Barbara Crampton for $1000, although John Janos would surely favor the Barbara Steele of 30 years ago when she starred in all the classic Hammer Horror films such as "Black Sunday". As for Mrs. Barbara Crampton, she helped to make me think of death in an erotic way, much like Linnea Quigley in "Return Of The Living Dead" in the scene where a beheaded, yet still alive Dr. Cain rests his head between her legs on the slab and says to her "I have always loved youuuuuuuu..." Ha Ha! Classic... Horror movies now suck...they don't kill 'em like they used to. Answer: correct! Last time you thought to yourself "Fuck, this is gettin' outta hand"? Every time I see some "precocious", "career-minded" local band bite off our ideas from the look to the live show to the website...YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Make those royalty checks out to DBY! Or, any time I observe humanity and see, with all this technology, how much faster we have become impersonalized/disconnected as a society, as well as the lengths companies will go to market a product, ad infinitum! Answer: vague accusations are always correct around here.  Manimals or Green Jelly? I'll take Michigan's now defunct "The Manimals" for $666. Although I'm certain they got their name from an awful, short-lived series that premiered on NBC, The Manimals were an excellent "horror metal/punk" combo who released a few demos (maybe vinyl as well?) whom I had discovered from reading the legendary "Kick Ass Monthly" when I was VERY young! I know they were heavily inspired by The Misfits, and I think opened for them once or twice. I think Jerry Only even offered one of them a position in The Misfits at some point. On the other hand, "Green Jelly" were just some lame gimmick devised by some industry executive looking to create a "friendly" version of what a band like GWAR was doing at the time. The whole idea of the band just sucked from the get-go with stupid characters that had no uniformity among the lot of them, to the bad costumes and even more "cacophonous" (usually a compliment in describing music...) kindergarten level music. How cute...a rap rock song about the "3 Little Pigs"? Die fucking fast PLEASE! (notice I sad please?) Which they did... What about Haunted Garage, Impaler, or EXE?  Answer: Who the hell is EXE?  I know, spirit of Halloween and all, but Pagans are fuckin' dorks, aren't they? Spirit of Halloween? Only when "The Season of The Dead" is upon us, there many other other angles to the DBY experience... I don't know any "Pagans" personally, but anybody who subscribes to any religious belief system is truly unworthy of life... In defense of "Pagans". I will say that The Christians (the world's most recognized "cult"...) stole most of the roots of their "religion" from them, and changed them to benefit themselves, such as the origins of The Cross... Hallelujah! Hallelujah!  Answer: Yes. Yes, they are dorks.  What would you do to make Glenn Danzig laugh? Make "The Evil Elvis" laugh? I don't know, but considering the scene that unfolded backstage after we performed with him back in June, I can certainly suggest exactly what to do to have him challenge you to a fight! There's a saying that "Every Time You Laugh Your Soul Dies A Little More..." If there's any truth to that, then Glenn is truly the living dead...but he was the mastermind behind, and frontman for, one of the most influential (besides RAMONES...) bands of all time...  Answer: I bet suckerpunching Jerry Only would do it. The Scarecrow or the Hate Monger? How about "The Wicked Witch of the West"? Answer: well, the Scarecrow fought a giant shark once, and won. And he's made of straw. That's pretty impressive. However, the Hate Monger looks kinda like El Duce, so I guess he wins.  If you re-made Evil Dead, how would you change it? I have no desire (other than to imbibe human blood...) to tamper with a film that is held in the highest of regards by those who get aroused at the sight, smell and (most importantly, taste...) of blood. Despite the "budget", Mr. Raimi was left to create what Stephen King dubbed "one of the most terrifying films ever". To this day, it's beyond visceral, with all the decapitations, and the absence of light creating a quite dark and claustrophobic feel...and let's not forget the "Tree Rape" scene! I suppose if I were elected to recreate Evil Dead, well then, Evil Dead 2: Dead By Dawn is a good depiction of what I would change by making it more of a "black comedy" like Raimi's sleeper classic "Crime-Wave", although the film is nothing more than Evil Dead redone... Ever notice that George Harrison's video for "Set On You" has a striking resemblance to the scene in Evil Dead 2 where the whole cabin comes alive and the bookshelves, lamps, and animals heads are all laughing and taunting Ash? Hmm...  Answer: mentioning George Harrison is always, always wrong. Greatest song ever (that almost nobody's ever heard)? Since being first introduced to music with KISS ALIVE 2, thanks to an older sibling when I was quite young, I have always possessed a great ear (it was my friend Mikey's...) as to what makes a song work ;and personally speaking, it's all about that chorus that haunt's your soul, that you find yourself subconsciously humming at all times, when playing with dead animal remains, etc... I could go for some really obscure stuff that most people with a pulse wouldn't even know, but for me, it would have to be something as archaic as "Hold Back The Night" by Graham Parker, "You Can't Put Your Arm's Around a Memory" by the late Johnny Thunders, or possibly "Anything Anything" by Dramarama. I got it..."Plan Nine Channel 7" by The Damned! That's the fuckin' dog's bollocks!  Answer: gratuitous Dramarama and Johnny Thunders mentions? Bonus points!  What's the most beautiful fuckin' thing you ever saw? I suppose that could relate to a number of things pertaining to the female persuasion, and the girls who make my blood rise, such as Katie Price, April Arikksen, and a host of figure models and porn starlets... but I'll keep this clean, as I know this is a "family-oriented" website... On another note, attending the "Life's A Gas" Birthday Bash at New York's famous Hammerstein Ballroom, which sadly, as it was approaching on May 19th, 2001, turned into a makeshift memorial for Joey Ramone who lost his battle for his life on Easter of that same year... After playing with Marky Ramone & The Intruders two concurring summers back to back, and getting to know him rather well, and then going back to my birthplace (New York by way of Transylvania...) and cavorting with a good 1,000+ humans who all came from all 4 corners of "Planet Graveyard" (as well as meeting figures who played an instrumental role in "Da Brudder's" success like original manager Danny Fields and Punk historian Legs McNeil...) to celebrate Joey's life, was an incredible experience. Answer: Well, I have to give to him now, don't I? Last time you punched somebody? If I stand correct, there was an incident that sticks out in my mind when I went to go see a KISS Tribute band one late June evening with some belligerent fool... Violence is golden! Answer: Correct. I'm sure I'd end up punching somebody at a KISS tribute show, as well.  Death is...? If it hasn't become blatantly obvious to those familiar with the "Leaders Of The Grave-Wave Movement" We (the band fit for a funeral...) are well-versed in glorifying death in no uncertain terms, not for "shock value", but as a way of using it as a metaphor for everything we experience in your world. Death, at times, could very well be a "friend", if it means wishing it upon someone who has continually caused you grief, and then the law of retribution vacates their position in this life... Haven't we all done that? Sure we have, be honest...you're only human. Of course, we are only speaking of you! "The greatest of all abstinences", quoteth Anton Szandor Lavey, "can also be your enemy when it decides without a moment's notice or hesitation to take your loved one's from you." It also serves as a just reward for living an incredible life which tends to be celebrated...much to the dismay of one that is filled with my misery and fear that winds up being "tragic". It could also be an escape from the routines and trappings of a safe existence. Haven't we all wished, at the worst possible moments, that we could have our own funeral? Death is something I have no fear of, as my soul has died countless times. What I fear is the final closing eyes of my eyes and not accomplishing all I have planned, and not leaving that indelible scar upon mankind...  Answer: Listen, I'm not gonna argue with the fuckin' Church of Satan.  Score: I have no idea how to score this one. And anyway, who wants to argue with a dead man? Let's just go ahead and say that Death Becomes You rock. I'll leave the final (ahem!) word for Chris. "Thanks for the interview, and all porn-rock purveyors of the Sleazegrinder are ordered to get in touch, download the "...And Crows Will Dig Your Grave" Promo Video and latest MP3's, and get their introduction to "Grave-Wave: 101". Release the bats! CL" Indeed. Death Becomes You headquarters- www.deathbecomesyou.com