Bad Luck 13 Riot Extravaganza -

Let the Riot Begin

(Homicidal Productions) www.badluck13riot.com

Bloody whores, roars, and Carnivores, this catastrophic circus won’t be coming to our town. Boozed and bruised, these goons ought to be competing in a Japanese death match instead of clowning and tumbling around on thumb tacks for the mere, sadistic pleasure of it. Leaping Luchadors, wallowing in filth and disease,  lash out lyrics deep within their attention deficit disorders creating carnage through South Philly’s industrial terrain. Now we know who flipped over Slayer’s tour bus. The only chaos this video footage does not contain are regurgitating reptiles feeding on carcasses and aborted fetus remains. Wait a second, I think it does in roundabout way. Fifteen minutes into this video I’m saying "Does the madness end". No, these retards start convulsing, therefore couches, chairs, or anything in the way are automatically ripped to shreds. It’s arsonists like these we need during the pursuit of our country’s current, patriotic warfare games. If anyone were to play hide and seek with any of the members of Bad Luck 13, even the children would wind up with third degree burns while being dismembered before reaching home base. It’s an episode of Jackass that was never aired. That must be because of the grotesque amount of blood displayed when the female, back up growler, pierces her forehead for a back stage photo shoot. Either that or the part when the toddler is in tears because his Easter bunny wearing a gas mask gets mangled by the raging rot. Resulting in a dance party, 99% of the time these horny fucks wind up rocking out with their cock out before they get their nut on. - Smut Strutter

This is performance art without pretension, and without thought, really, just primal instinct and volume let loose in a flurry of bloody punk rock chaos. The highlight, for me, has got to be when the naked Bad Lucker hands his guitar to some over-zealous fan. When the kid grabs it, he punches him in the face for his efforts. That’ll teach him about trying to muscle in on the spotlight. Elsewhere, people light their backs on fire, slit their foreheads open, roll around on tacks, beat each other with chairs, and ransack various houses, turning otherwise peaceful keg parties into orgies of pointless destruction. These cats are obviously taking cues from the pioneering Kamikaze rock of GG Allin, but GG was really just going to extravagant lengths to get his dick sucked and to score free bottles of cheap booze. Bad Luck 13, on the other hand, seem more like the collective id of psychotic toddlers let loose in a broken glass playground- a Lord of the Flies performance as written by Alice Cooper and scored by Al Jourgensen. Future volumes promise, besides, I’m sure, another 10 minutes of belabored flash animation credits, even more extreme footage. I can only assume this means they’ll be killing someone on stage soon, so all you snuff movie creeps, stay tuned. - Sleazegrinder