Dave Brockie R.I.P.

This past month has been pretty rough: I have been sick, my body is doing funny things that it's never done before, and I don't mean puberty. Any-who, as I get older, I start to feel, well older, and seeing as I'm not even out of my twenties, I feel like a man in his eighties. When I heard that one of my favorite musicians had died, I felt even more like shit. So I'm putting my personal problems aside, and not going to whine like a little girl, and get down to this memorial post formate late, awesome, and never-to-be-duplicated, David Brockie. Ever since I bought Scumdogs of the Universe in some obsolete record store, I was hooked to the band GWAR. GWAR is a heavy metal band, who formed in 1984, and has been the leading band for horror metal that holds a semblance to a cross of seventies/eighties underground, and Killer Klowns from Outer Space. I fell in love with their classic heavy sound that changed very little over the decades, and cemented my love with songs like Slaughterama, Sick of You, and The Years Without Light. Scumdogs of the Universe is perhaps one of my favorite albums, of all-time, which means when the rest of the junk has come and gone on my playlist, Scumdogs is sitting in its rightful place, never perturbed by the nonsense music that comes every so often. When trends die, and music is sent off to pasture, GWAR is etched into my heart, and tied with barb wire. Knowing that GWAR are one of the best bands of the eighties, coming along when there was a drought of great heavy metal, GWAR brought the shock metal scene to life, and a whole lot of shitty impostors. Most will not understand the cultural impact of such an intelligently witty band, that has taken the piss from everyone in retrospect, and never pulled punches. They also, built everything younger from scratch, and put on one of the best live shows imaginable. So you can imagine my disdain when I heard about the passing of lead singer, and innovator, Dave Brockie, AKA, Oderus Urungus. David Brockie was a Richmond Virginia native, and has been such an innovator in the fabrication of the band, I'm shocked to discover he was such a talented individual. The band GWAR started off as just a bunch of kids out of college, meeting by chance and love of all things horror/Sci-Fi, and they took that love, and created an entire entity with their band. From the World Maggot that has eaten celebrities like Jerry Springer, to Gor-Gor, a prehistoric beast that will come out and battle on stage with a fairly great production value that you'd expect to find from Hollywood fabricators. The band wasn't just awesome tunes, it was a job-creating machine, and fabricated some of the most amazing props in music history. People can judge the music, and that is always subjective, but nobody can deny the talent that comes into creating such elaborate sets, and a band that is so down-to-Earth, they never sold their fans out, or cut corners on quality. Dave Brockie, who was barely past the age of fifty when he died, was still very young at heart, and sadly left us, like many great musicians, all-too-soon. GWAR has made stellar music that made us laugh, rock out, and probably, for a good many fans, break something in a mosh pit, back when it didn't have to be cool, it just felt right. GWAR played music that wasn't for your granny, unless your granny was a sideshow act that was pierced and tattooed from head-to-toe and a forked tongue. Dave Brockie was the brain behind the brilliance, and his vision, and talent allowed for great songs like Immortal Corrupter, (considered their most popular song, although the Road Behind, prior to covering School's Out, an Alice Copper song, was perhaps their most commercial song.) Have You Seen, and one of my personal favorites, Penguin Attack. Also, Saddam-A-GoGo was one of the few songs to comment on Operation: Desert Storm. Many of GWAR's songs have been political, picking on humanity as a whole, rather than some idiotic platform to spew fodder. This makes them, to me, social geniuses, and although this post is about Dave Brockie, GWAR is his Magnus Opus. Dave Brockie had also done some solo work, in the Dwve Brockie experience, which was more of a josh on Ozzy Osbourne, even parodying the name of his solo album: Diarrhea of a Madman, he has made his mark best with his Sci-Fi troupe I GWAR. Dave Brockie will be sorely missed by the fans, and greater so by his family and love ones. His friends and fellow band mates I'm sure have their own griefs. Although I've never met Mr. Brockie, his work has influence me greatly, and I believe the GWAR style of humor, and that enriched dark comedy will carry on well after for generations to come. Normally people throw up a quote from the deceased, but I will respectfully not follow suit of so many more that follow that trend. Instead, I will just like to say that Dave Brockie, to me, was a great influence, because he showed me that music could be fun, and rock and roll could terrify and amaze in the same moment. His work was not just metal, it wasn't just art, but it was great theater. The work of which very few will be able to emulate originally, and it shows that if you have never seen GWAR live, then you never seen GWAR at their best. Thank you Dave Brockie, because your influence on me, and the millions of fans around the world will never let your memory fade away, it will always be that bad ass image of Oderus cutting up Paris Hilton, strapped to a gurney. Thanks for the massacres! \m/ Thank you for reading the Malacast Editorial, this blog only goes on because you guys read it, and for that support I'm very thankful. I know you all seem to love my Mortal Kombat history post, I was very proud of that post, and I'm glad it has paid off. I never get any real feedback, so either I'm doing it right, or I'm not worth the comments, either way, if you woulda like to leave a comment on my writing, you can do so on Twitter: twitter.com/mcasteditorial: Or if you are too cool for Twitter, and want to send me an e-mail: E-mail: mcasteditorial@yahoo.com Again thanks for reading the posts, I'll have some ore up sooner or later, I might just take a break and finish my novel, which is very much near completion. Also if you recall, I said I would be practically giving away my first novel for free, because that's pretty much the only way I can say thanks more, and that will be soon. I also have my little Satanic memoir that's going to probably fall at the wayside, but whatever, I hope it's enjoyed for the sake of the articles. So keep I'm-touch for that info, or send me your e-mail, and I'll put your name on a subscription list that I'll fill with laugh less humors, and faceless smiles. For anything else, just send me a twitter message, because I don't even use Facebook, but I do find a use for Twitter. As we approach summer, you'll start hearing a bit less from me, but do not fret! I have a ton of posts that will be put up, tagged, and to hold everyone over for a bulk of the summer, I'll probably doing that some time in May, or June, but we will see. I have been with Blogger for over ten years and I absolutely love the readership it's brought me. I hope to write again soon, but as of this point, seeing how I am feeling now, I may be out of commission for a while. If not, expect a new post some time next week, thanks again, and enjoy the vernal equinox, and for my international readership: Happy Walpurgisnacht!