EGOSLAVIA, MY ASS: PSYCODRAMA IS ZZ TOP
Love-Houn...@eddie.mit.edu.uucp
"The Burgeoning DC Aryan Biker Rock Scene"
Part One
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PSYCODRAMA: Pioneering goofballs from DC who know
more about music than this whole stupid list put
together. Not heard of even on "independent"
labels as they won't tone down their extremely
offensive message. You decide whether they mean
it or living their lives as an art-form. They don't
care. Contact address: 4822 Walney RD, Chantilly,
VA 22021. They're into trading and Christina is
real interested putting together something for
Taylor's Bush compilation as he calls Kate one of
his influences. Next to Henrietta Hippo.
{PSYCODRAMA is Brett aka Christina aka Tyrone and
Jim aka Bubba aka Sparky. SS is me.}
Brett(B): ... doubt it, man.
SS: Would you open for GG Allin?
B: Oh yeah - that's what I called him about.
SS: ... cuz he says he doesn't open for anybody, so..
Rev Jim (J): It wouldn't make any difference anyway cuz we'd
be in his set fucking up his set anyway and he'd be
showin' us up so there ya go. I'm not gonna drive
all the way down there (DC) for no reason. I never
leave my house for anything.
SS: You're in Woodbridge? That's a haul...
Jim: I'm in Annendale.
B: Three hours 'fore I could get him out of this
bar just to come here tonight. Three hours.
Jim: Bob (Brett's "husband") says I'm going to die
in the Chef (famous Va. biker bar).
B: I called Gordon (DC PERIOD publisher and former
Complex promoter) and said GG wants to play with us
in DC & you have the Complex. And Gordon went, I
guess he went shrug off.
Jim: He went "ewwwwww..."
Br: Yah. He got all scared.
J: 1st thing he goes, "you're not going to shit, are
you? Yore not going to have no dead aniumals, are
you? I'm not going to have to clean up any shit;
you're not going to say anything about kikes or
niggers, are you?" Nooo... not me! No kikes!
No Niggers! No vomit!
SS: Would you have then?
Br: Of course.
Jim: We'd do anything.
Br: Whenever you see a jew like Gordon you always
lie to a jew.
SS: I thought he was Italian.
Br: I don't care - he's a jew ... with a name like
Organ [ laughter ]
SS: He don't like that, man, calling him "Organ".
Jim: You mean other people actually call him that?
We thought that was simply ours...
SS: Someone told me they call him that, I forget
who.
J: Tony!
SS: Yeah.
J: He got it from us. You know Tony? Tony the duck!
[ banter about Tony the Tatoo artist]
BR: WE started calling Gordon "Organ" when he -
J: That pisses him off, huh? Tell him it came from
us.
BR: We used to go to these bars in Virginia and we saw
him come by one day. And he put these peanuts in the
bar.
J: I saw it!
B: He was like the peanut deliveryman.
J: We were over at Orndoffs all the time.
B: - and right after he started delivering peanuts -
J: - all the heterosexuals started leaving. All of them!
They painted the place pink next week...
B: Yep, no more bikers.
J: I know that motherfucker anywhere - that was him!
SS: Maybe he put AIDS in the peanuts.
J: He put something in those peanuts and the whole
700 hundred year history of that town changed drastically
overnight after Organ delivered peanuts there.
B: Yes it was - that's when we started calling him Organ.
SS: He printed that affidavit you got tho'...
B: Yeah, that would be pretty stupid if he didn't.
J: He won't put the name of our tape in there, though.
He'll just say the new PSYCODRAMA tape - he won't
say the name of it.
B: Yeah, cuz we called it "Hebe Fag".
J: He wouldn't print a few letter two one syllable
words. They're real D.C. jerks. I work at the Northern
Virginia Training Cetner (retarded school) and I can
teach guys with a five minute memory how to say those
two words. I can get them to spell it, too.
B: But Organ can't spell it or say it!
J: I said, Organ, you can even put a disclaimer above
it saying you don't agree with it but you should at
least put it down cuz people will write for a PSYCODRAMA
tape and we'll just send them some shit we find around
the house. I we're too drunk, we won't even send them
a PSYCODRAMA tape. THey'll just get a tape full of
Henrietta Hippo [ star of New ZOo Revue] or ZZ Top
or -
B: Bosephus!
[ talk about Sly Garbage and The Cryptones ]
SS: You know John Labovitz of Sly Garbage and the
CRYPTONES? - he told me he's trading with you. He
might be coming by.
J: Ooooohhhh...
B: Lipshitz! John Lipshitz! It's funny, he asked
me for a tape with a name like that and I sent him
"Eve of Jew".
J: Our new tape is called "Nigger" on one side and
"Goof" on the other side.
B: Yeah, but it's not done yet.
J: Won't be done till probably this summer.
B: I think I sent him a bunch of anti-Jewish Klan
things.
J: That's all we've been doing for the last six
months is going to Klan meetings and Aryan Nation
meetings.
B: Yeah, we never get to play so..
J: WE're actually on a first name basis w/alot of
higher ups...
SS: What - do you tape them and use them in tapes?
J: No, we go down there and try to get them away from
their wives and drink corn whiskey with us.
B: I tried to tape 'em but they don't allow tape
recorders near the speakers.
SS: What do they say? I mean "Kill the Jews" or what?
J: Yeah, that's the good ones. You have alot of
dick heads from the nationalist movement from DC that
look like they came out of Georgetown. I had to stand
at attention two weeks ago in Raleigh with a five
hundred pound Southern flag in my hand with this
guy from DC in an overcoat talking to me.
B: Ye-ah...
J: It was hard to manage. Everyone else there was good
though. We're big into that. We got to all the Klan
things, all the white patriot things, Aryan nations...
SS: That's really big now, man.
B: I know - it'll be real fun in the summer.
J: We're not allowed in anything downtown music-wise
SS: Might as well protest? or? It's gonna be summer
of blood...
B: I hope so. Nigger blood.
J: No shit. Kike and Pakistani bloood...
B: And we'll be the ones causing it.
SS: Why Pakistanis?
J: There's a whole bunch of Pakkies out at GMU where
I get all my dope and I have to go through all of these
motherfuckers to get there.
[Brent pulls out a newspaper photo of a Sons of Dixie
march protesting Martin Luther King day]
J: There's us right there -
B: That's our publicity photo.
SS: Did you dress up in fatigues and shit?
B: Oh yeah.
J: We're both actual supporters that are registered
with them in the White Patriot Party - we're friends
with alot of them - we just don't tell them who we
really are.
SS: If you had come here and I would have been black -
what would you have done?
J: Said Hi.
B: I don't know - I would have asked you if you had
any funk music.
SS: I got some Sly and RUN-DMP...
J: If you had been black -
B: We would have asked you if you had black music then
we would have lynched you.
J: That's one thing I asked Brett, what if he's a
nigger?
B: Yep...
SS: [ looking at magizine] you guys made UNSOUND?
B: Yeah, I'm the publisher [ pulls out a blackface
doll with a lynch around his neck ]
J: Look at this; this is my son. C'mere boy - I'm
gonna make a man out of you. Look at this son of
a bitch. He's a typical fucking nigger with his
eyes bulging out and his hair standing on end and
a noose around his neck smiling his way through it.
I hate that motherfucker, Tina [Brett], why did you
have to bring him? He made me nervous in Raleigh.
SS: Do alot of art people try and suck up to you
that don't know you?
J: Yeah, tell him about Atlanta. Tell him about the
biggest disapointment of any four human being on the
face of this earth in Atlanta.
B: Shitttt....
SS: Who?
B: MEDICINE SUITE! (see letters section in Conflict 43)
J: Nah, Ben & Meg still like us. It was just the
sensitive ones that were upset ...
B: Yeah, the fag art people.
J: They were expecting mega-trenchcoats, hait, moody
eyes, y'know, someone to shoot with, mad as hell at
everything, white faces. What we did is we pitched
a tent out in the woods. It was a wooded area. We
didn't even want to sit out with the Mohawks. We just
went and pitched a tent and got drunk. We were
waiting for this particular band, MEDICINE SUITE, who
had written us and said how great we are and allthis.
Plus all the girls run around naked and shit.
B: Yeah...
J: So we go, OK, We'll go see 'em and so we're sitting
thar in the camp in the middle of the woods. They
come up - they have some big rock and roll asshole with
a big mega-mixing board... and just as they were getting
good the asshole behind the control board turns up
Black Flag over their own show and they live there and
these assholes with the mixers were the guests and
they blotted them out. We started going, "Hey man,
what the hell you doing?..."
B: I had my MOTHERFUCKER MC colors on.
J: Yeah, we started wearing them when some fucking punk
rock kid called us ZZ Top and shit.
B: Yeah.
J: Cuz at the time I had a beard like him and shit and
they called us ZZ Top and Grits and Readnecks. Anyway,
we sat there and said, "well, he just fucked up and
didn't mean it." And they (MEDICINE SUITE) were good -
we wanted to hear them. The GBH/VENOM cover fuck ass
homosexual bands were there so we just came charging out
of the woods screamin', "No man, turn it off!!" And they
thought we were bikers cuz we're fat and have tatoos, all
that shit, so it just erupted into a big thing and we
ended up going back there getting high with MEDICINE
SUITE and we didn't even go on [ story of their lives ]
B: We never do...
J: When's the last time we played? It was Febuary in
a barn...
SS: Febuary?
J: Last year (1986) - cuz everyone's too pussy whipped to
put on a show cuz of a coupla little itty-bitty
discrepencies. ... you could iron out of you had a mind
at all.
B: We tried before DRI - West Virginia.
J: We did DRI - that was the worst show we ever did in our
lives in some gay joint in Martinsburg.
SS: Isn't DRI gay?
B: They sure acted like it. But some roadie was pissed off
cuz of something about gays that we said.
B: They're gay sympathizers. Their raodie was gonna
beat me up [ laughs - you see Brett is gay ]
J: A buncha bouncers wouldn't let me back cuz I automat-
ically - what's the first thing I do? What's the first
thing I throw?
SS: Shit?
J: A chair - some chair went up in the air. Bubba threw
a chair.
B: They cut us off just as I got on there and said, "I
hate homos"
J: - let me tell you something - all you chemotherapy
patients out there. Lord don't like no jews. Lord don't
like no niggers. Lord don't like no Iranians. Lord don't
like no Ethiopians...
SS: Lord?
J: It's the Lord Yahweh.
B: Yahweh's the Lord of the White People.
J: Some nigger guy in Raleigh said Yahweh is Lord of the
black people. It's like they're all confused - they don't
know what they're talking about.
B: They're all confused.
J: Hey, I loved that big tough, Klan guy we stated with who
his wife wouldn't let him drink in front of her. Here's this
guy who's going to overthrow the Zionist Occupational
Goverment (ZOG) - and he can't drink a beer in front of
his fucking wife.
SS: Christian or something?
J: Big-time Christians.
SS: Did you hear what Gibby Butthole said about you?
B: No. Who's that?
SS: Butthole Surfers guy. He thought it was really great you
cleared out the club by sticking a finger up your asshole
and waving it at people...
J: We've had abut 10 chances to meet him but we got in
big fights - we tried to meet him with Mykel Board but we
ended up going to the hospital and jail.
BR: What was right before their show cuz we did a show in
a little art club and the Buttholes were playing that
night and Mykel Board went and we cleared out the room
by FiFi's Butt - who squirted out diarreha.
J: He was one D's, coke, all kinds of shit.
B: And threatened to wipe it in people's faces...
J: Plus we were throwing "hard" objects at them -
B: Like squirrels.
J: I chased Mykel Board down the Bowery with a
dead squirrel.
B: We went hunting.
J: We almost got busted in Rahway, NJ for having
a dead cat.
SS: Rahway, man. Yeah, that place sucks -
J: The pigs were real nice to us. Cuz we
were nice to them - what happened was, there was
a little loft where we played with a bunch of
shitty heavy metal bands.
B: It died after we played there.
J: Like everything else. It was this little
Loft and there was a cat running around there
and we coincidentally had a dead cat that
looked like it - and we took the cat out - I
took the cat out, I'm the cat man. I took
the cat out and pummeled it all over the stage
and we were heaving guts and everything
and they thought we had killed that cat that
was there. And they called the pigs and the pigs
were like, "We got better things to do" and I
was the perfect GQ man to the cops. That was
back in the "Green" days - that's the big
redneck drug down south, PCP - Pot y'know -
it's not that Loveboat.
[ bathroom break during which "Sparky" commanders
the tape recorder and screams shit into it]
J: We get our Green at Monte's house. That comes
from Monte and Bear and Mule. All those people punk
rockers are scared of,.
B: Yeah, we don't go to Choclate City for our drugs.
J: We go out to The Braddock!
B: I don't do no music without Green and a Harley.
J: I haven't worked for ten years and Tina's
boyfriend says I'm gonnna die with my face in
a beer at the New Orlean's Chef where Mule
and Greg Painter -
SS: Who's Greg Painter?
B: He's this queer with big tits. He stuffs his
tits with Green and then when you wanna buy it he
goes, "sure honey" and pulls out his tit.
J: Green's a good thing. All these faggots down in
DC don't like it. We ain't from thar. Where we
from? We're from Haymart. We don't give a fuck about
no Ian Mackaye and chemotherapy patients and
homosexuals and all.
SS: It's Ian MacKye!
B: Ian MacFag -
J: So sorry! Ian MacKye...
B: He's that nigger gay! He was stroking out in front
of his house.
SS: I saw this zine called "Raped Ass" and this guy
cut up a fag zine with some guy holding his big
dick and captioned it "Dischordian Disciple".
B: Everyone knows they're gay.
J: Well, you heard it from a local! That's
from a guy outside the Southern States Church...
This is from a guy that knows his shit - So
hang it up, Ian - you're a fucking queer. Your
record store sucks. Your overpriced. You don't
carry shit or know what I'm talking about
when I walk in there.
SS: They don't carry Skrewdriver!
J: Yeah, you don't got a Skrewdriver section mother
fucker. There's all this German skinhead shit
I can't get cuz of Ian. The first time I walked
into "Lost and Found" records and tapes I was
greeted at the door by some motherfucking troll.
A god-damn, cock sucking troll. And I walked
in there and the first thing I heard was this:
"Now, I don't like Pussy Galore. They do that
song `You look like a Jew.' I mean they could
do `You look like a nigger' I don't like
that record."
SS: Pussy's great -
J: They say anything about us cuz I don't
know these people. I'm too busy being in
the Chef.
SS: I try and stay away from 'em -
[laughter]
J: We try and stay away from everything so you're
talking to the right people.
SS: They don't like your shit cuz it's too
offensive for their two brain cells but
they won't admit it, so they say "it's already
been done" What the fuck? Everything's
already been done.
[talk about facial hair]
J: Tell 'em my whole life
SS: Alright! Life stories!
B: He grows a beard for the Klan. Then shaves it off for
a girl at college cuz she's a punk-art girl.
J: Can't get any old waitress, like I want -
NEXT: The Danceteria Incident/ The State Of The Klan
and responses to critics.