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Tits-heavy gig poster artist and hardcore stoner rock dude
Tom Denney has
combined his twin obsessions (I just told ya what they are) into one
rolling, nerve wrecking, cathode ray freakout. “Doomed Nation” is his videozine series, capturing the souls and images of various stoner-crust and
death-sludge brawlers with his TV eye and mincing them into a garish,
unsettling, and altogether righteous display of sound and vision that is
sure to burst a few capillaries on the terminally bloodshot eyeballs of the
stoner nation. I have witnessed my fair share of live desert wandering
groove hustlers, and I gotta say, the experience can be pretty fuckin’
underwhelming. Let’s face it, stoner rock cats are never dressed for the
dance, and all that smoke has a tendency to dull the compulsion to truly and
literally tear the roof of the joint, leaving you with only the syrup riffs
and feedback steam to get by on. And hell, you can get that at home, with yr
headphones on, and yr pants off. So, what to do? How you gonna make a whole
buncha hairy, sweaty, greasy drug addicts with guitars look sumptuous enough
to keep you glued to yr TV screen? Well, how about tossing in copious
amounts of war, riots, and otherwise weird found footage? How about when you
have the fuckers in your sights, you swing the camera around like a monkey
flying on spiked bananas? How about you toss the whole mess into a
stuttering video effects editor, press all the most obscure buttons, and see
what happens? Well, then you’d have a real cool time on yr hands. Then, the
goddamn TV might start watching YOU, instead. Then, dope fiends, you’d have
Doomed Nation.
I’m not sure how far into the series Denney has gotten, or how far he’s
going, but I do know there’s at least one of these on the market, and it’s a
good ‘un. Noisy as a whole room of screaming, hysterical manic depressives
on a meds strike, but good. The featured band on this particular episode is
Texan doomslayers Sourvein, and besides a handful of live performances (some
manipulated, some not), Vein honcho Troy gets interview by an on-camera Tom
in a few clips. There’s another band playing while they’re conducting said
interview, and they’re attempting this doubly impossible mission in front of
an open window, compelling the freaks at the BBQ outside to snap your
concentration in half like a twig, but if you dig this gang of
multi-gendered headache makers, I reckon it’s a treat anyway. Other bands on
deck include the stoner-crust jackhammer party that is Burried at Sea and
Meatjack, the creepy, pseudo-industrial noisebomb of Converge, and workhorse
heavies Crowbar, who, in normal circumstances, could pretty accurately be
pegged as two-ton hell sludge, but practically sound like a radio friendly melodi-metal band in this crazy company.
Upstanding chaps Cum Dumpster and deadneck acid eaters Rwake
also pop in.
Obviously, you really have to dig bands from the extreme side of the
stoner-sludge axis to really get down with the Doomed Nation, but even the
casual substance abuser can see that Denney’s got an artful eye for this
stuff, and even if there’s smoke and some kinda black goo dripping from my
ears thanks to the battering they’ve just taken, I was still entertained and
enthralled by all the wild imagery. I mean, right on. One thing, tho - I
think this video might contain subliminal messages, since immediately after
watching it, I went over to my next door neighbor’s house and drowned her in
the bathtub. But hey, that’s just the kinda risk you’ve gotta take for rock
and roll, ya know?
Next episode promises an intimate look at Weedeater, which means only one
thing: blood, and lots of it. Hell yeah.
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