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Thursday, October 02, 2008


A few weeks ago I was over the moon because I finally had the opportunity to see one of the screen’s most spectacular achievements, BEN-HUR, projected on the big screen, but that event pales in comparison to an upcoming screening that I never, ever imagined I would witness. Still unavailable on non-bootleg DVD, 1981’s cult classic international concert documentary URGH! A MUSIC WAR is getting a rarer-than-tits-on-a-trout screening at the Brooklyn Academy of Music on November 29th, and if I have my way I’ll be dragging as many of my friends as possible. To those of us who came of age in the early 1980’s and had a taste for the results of the tail end of the punk rock movement and the early fruits of “new wave” music, URGH! A MUSIC WAR was kind of our generation’s answer to WOODSTOCK. A bizarre, somewhat obnoxious, gaudily colored answer that made one forget whatever the fuck the initial question was.

Clocking in at a very packed two hours, URGH! was the ultimate punk/new wave sampler film, highlighting some 32 bands, several of whom would later go on to achieve lasting fame. Using the pre-“Ghost In The Machine” Police as the “name” draw, the film quickly makes the viewer forget all about Sting and friends as it rolls out a cornucopia of bands that would make the uninitiated stop dead in their tracks and ask a heartfelt “What the fuck was that?” Since punk never really caught on as such in the States much of what was on display in the film was quite a shock, both musically and visually, and with the exception of a couple of performances the whole package is simply riveting.

The Police’s “Driven To Tears” sets the stage and then the film jumps all over the globe, taking the audience to venues ranging from huge stadiums to small, grimy clubs, and while the whole film is certainly worth your time, the following — in no particular order — are the performances that made me a rabid fan of this film for life:

"Back In Flesh"-Wall of Voodoo

If you thought their 1982 hit "Mexican Radio" was weirder than pistachio-flavored bat shit, then you are in no way ready to handle "Back In Flesh," a tune that sounds like a Devo cast-off. It's like something you'd hear if David Lynch had opted against filmmaking and had become the late night programming director of an independent radio station.

“Enola Gay”-Orchestral Maneouvres In the Dark

The most simultaneously fey and powerful song about nuclear horror ever, this isn't quite as good as the studio version but it's definitely engaging.

"I’m on Fire"-Chelsea

A buzzsaw blast of distinctly British punk at its best, and a vast improvement over the studio version of this tune. The singer, Gene October, seems so tightly wound that you half expect him to attack the audience without warning, diving into the crowd feet-first and wielding the mic stand like a Claymore.

"Ain’t This the Life"-Oingo Boingo

Electrifying proof of just how energetic and tight this band was when performing live, with the delightful added bonus of front man Danny Elfman — yes, that Danny Elfman — looking like the bastard son of the Joker.

"The Puppet"-Echo & the Bunnymen

Nasal as hell and featuring a terrific beat, how can you not like a song with the lyric “I practice my fall ‘cause practice makes perfect?”

"Foolish I Know"-Jools Holland

Squeeze’s keyboard jock, busting loose with a solo old-fashioned ditty that offers a complete one-eighty from the rest of the film’s musical stylings.

"Respectable Street"-XTC

One of this band’s finest songs, rendered with Andy Partridge’s customary nervous edge. The bouncy beat attached to this tale of nosy and snooty neighbors will have you fighting hard to stay in your seat rather than getting up and dancing like you're baked out of your mind (a state of mind I recommend for this film, BTW).

“Valium”-Invisible Sex

By far the goofiest act in the film — although there is a good case to be made for the Surf Punks — this cadre of silver-jumpsuited and bemasked loons caper about the stage wielding guitars crafted from what appears to be brown construction paper. Obscure beyond belief, I have never found mention of this group anywhere other than in conjunction with this documentary.

"Total Eclipse"-Klaus Nomi

Hands down the single most bizarre thing in the entire movie, this bit may be the moment when I realized I was watching a classic. Klaus Nomi was a weird little German dude who sang shattering classically-trained falsetto arias applied to old standards, and his music fell into the new wave classification by default because it was simply impossible to pigeonhole anywhere else. Resembling a middle-aged Astro Boy decked out in an angular plastic tuxedo, Nomi will leave your jaw on the ground with his sheer "what the fuck?"-ness. One of the first entertainers to perish from the scythe of AIDS, Nomi's death was a tragic waste of a true original, and his story is eloquently told in the excellent documentary THE NOMI SONG (2004).

"Where’s Captain Kirk?"-Athletico Spizz 80

This energetic ode to STAR TREK and the Enterprise crew is a shitload of fun, plus it teaches us the possibilities of Silly String as an offensive weapon.

"We Got the Beat"-The Go-Go’s

The most rockin' version of this song that you'll ever hear, this performance comes in about a year before the band's first album, "Beauty and the Beat," was released and gives us the sight of a far more punky and chunky Belinda Carlisle than the dangerously thin, well-groomed cover girl of the years that followed.

"Bleed for Me"-Dead Kennedys

From the days before their sense of humor sort of overtook their uncomfortable and in-your-face early efforts, this terrifying description of third world torture and murder is ominous and scary as hell, reminding one of just why this most intelligent of American punk bands was once considered dangerous by the U.S. government and unfairly expunged during a bullshit distribution of pornography charge.

"Bad Reputation"-Joan Jett and the Blackhearts

The definitive performance of the pre-"I Love Rock 'N' Roll" classic, with a young and chunky Joan belting it out for all she was worth, which was a lot.

"Model Worker"-Magazine

One of my favorite songs during my third year of college — aka the year when I spent as much time as possible doing bonghits and on untranslated Japanese cartoons — this is a terrific tune that actually features a lyric in which the word "hegemony" is not awkward in the least. You've got to give any song that can accomplish that feat extra points, and former Buzzcock Howard Devoto's vocals are far better than one could hope for in the punk arena of the time.

"Tear It Up"-The Cramps

Coming in at number two on my list of all-time favorite bands, the Cramps are not so much heard as they are experienced, and this performance captures their insane, no-frills psychobilly to great effect. Upon hearing this on the film's soundtrack back in 1981 I became a fan for life, later going on to buy all of their albums and see them live in concert more than any other group (up to the time of this writing, that is). This cover of Johnny Burnette's rockabilly classic must be seen to be believed, and you will stare in mesmerized anticipation as you wonder whether singer Lux Interior's dick will flop out of his way-too-tight pants. Guitarist Poison Ivy, the other mainstay throughout the band's many lineup changes, is also on hand, providing her ultra-sexy trademark disdainful sneer.

"Uncontrollable Urge"-Devo

Most people think I'm crazy when they find out Devo's my favorite band of all time, but I let those people slide because the only Devo the average listener has heard is stuff like "Whipit" and "Beautiful World," both of which are a lot more airplay/MTV accessible than the real meat of their edgy and once-unique work. This performance of "Uncontrollable Urge" is from just before the Akron spudboys hit it big, and it totally kicks ass. Friends of mine who hate Devo have seen this segment and unanimously agree it's excellent, and even hardcore Devo fans, including Yer Bunche, think this version blows away the one on the band's debut studio album. Thank the gods that this was captured for posterity!

"Nothing Means Nothing Anymore"-The Alley Cats

Working in the same territory as Vince Taylor & His Playboys' fifties classic "Brand New Cadillac" — better known to most rock fans via the Clash's excellent cover of it on "London Calling" — this guitar-driven tune gives off a real sense of foreboding. Too bad these guys didn't last long.

"Cheryl’s Going Home"-John Otway

One of the most anguished performances you'll ever see, this strange fusion of a rock tune and a spoken word/acted piece about a guy arriving too late at the train station to stop his girlfriend from leaving him is just plain great, and you will be riveted from the second Otway vocally explodes with "The thunder CRACKS against the night!"


When I first saw this film and heard the opening lyric of "I homicide!" I nearly pissed myself while laughing my ass off. The tune rocks hard, but what makes this is the sheer energy emanating both from the band and the audience, and I defy you not to want to sing along.

"Beyond and Back"-X

One of the truly great Californian punk bands, X ruled for a million reasons, but you really have to give it up for their unique front woman, Exene Cervenka, a gal who simply did not give a flying fuck about appeasing audience members who expected women in rock groups to be sexy masturbation fantasies brought to life, or at the very least visually appealing (well, in the band's early days at least). Exene belts this one out with a yowl like a drunken, diseased cat and takes the stage with a hairdo so monumentally fucked-up that you'd swear she'd just boiled her own head. When all factors are weighed, her look comes off as a junkie version of the Wicked Witch of the West gene-spliced with Jayne County, only possessing an all-natural vagina (unlike Jayne).

"Sign of the Cross"-Skafish

The first album by Skafish was one of my favorites during high school for such lyrically biting and painful songs as "Joan Fan Club," "Disgracing the Family Name," "We'll See A Psychiatrist" and the excellent ode to unrequited love and the frustration thereof, "Obsessions of You," but nothing could have prepared me for the full-scale assault of lapsed Catholic absurdity that was "Sign of the Cross." Jim Skafish — my vote for the ugliest rock 'n' roll front man in history — stalks the stage, incense-burner merrily fuming, and exhorts the audience to join him in doing the "brand new dance craze" the Sign of the Cross, in which the dancer stands stiff as a board and holds out his arms in imitation of the crucified Jesus. Blasphemous as a motherfucker and funny as hell, this one's a real showstopper that's guaranteed to piss off the faithful in the audience.

“Two Little Boys”-Splodgenessabounds

A delightfully out of control cover of Rolf Harris' tale of childhood loyalty performed by the geniuses behind "Simon Templar" (a protest of Ian Ogilvy's portrayal of the Saint), "Blown Away Like A Fart In A Thunderstorm," "I've Got Lots Of Famous People Living Under the Floorboards," "Whiffy Smells," and the immortal "Michael Booth's Talking Bum."

There are a couple of quite good reggae numbers by UB40 and Steel Pulse and many more wacko bands, so I beg of you not to miss this ultra-rare screening at the Brooklyn Academy of Music on Saturday, November 29th. I'll post a reminder shortly before then, but mark the date on your calendars immediately!

NOTE: all images respectfully cribbed from the excellent "Official/Unofficial" URGH! fan site.


John Bligh said...

Urgh! is a great concert film... Almost as good as the original Woodstock documentary. I think it would have been as good if the filmmakers spent some time with the audience like they did in the hippie movie.

I remember first seeing this on USA's Up all Night sometime in the early 80's. Since it was on at 2000 o'clock in the morning, it was also unedited... And it was a blast to see Lux Interior basically masturbate and deep-throat a microphone.

And I would argue that Lemmy Killmeister is the ugliest front man in rock history.

Anonymous said...

Gods, I loved that film when I saw it back in 1984 or so. *sigh* Why it's not out yet on DVD yet puzzles me, though I'd imagine that it has a lot to do with musical rights clearance.

I know I'm biased, but it seems to me that the late-70s/early-80s stew of those Punk, Electronica, Metal, Ska/Reggage, New Wave and early Rap undergrounds was the last time music was truly interesting from a cultural perspective. Sure, there have been some good bands and scenes since then, but once MTV and VH-1 made underground music a spectator sport/ career option, the magic went out of it. Maybe once the mid-60s-early-80s social outrages became normalized, there was just nothing really left to do.

So - have you watched the Tom Snyder DVD Punk/ New Wave DVD set yet? It's great stuff, especially considering that how much the other material from the show puts the radical nature (for their time) of those acts into perspective.

Anonymous said...

BTW - thank you SO much for recommending Tropic Thunder. Went to see it yesterday, and it's the funniest film I've watched in ages. The scripting contributions of Ethan Cohen clearly had a lot to do with the film's best moments (especially the fate of the film director and his remains - a Cohen Brothers joke if there ever was one!), and the film packed more edge and heat than I had expected. The producer was especially brilliant, and - like Downey's performnce - should go down as one of tht actor's career highlights. Thanks for the heads-up, Bunche! If not for you, I would have given this one a miss.

Anonymous said...

This is one of the best if not the best compilation of bands in a concert film that has ever been made. You are getting raw and powerful concert performances coming at you one after the other non stop. No mistake about it these concert clips capture some raw energy and are a load of fun. The best ones that come to mind off the top of my head are X, Chelsea, 999, The Cramps, Devo, OMD, XTC, Steele Pulse, UB40, Magazine, Joan Jett, The Alley Cats - basically almost everything. There have always been hacked up versions of this movie that have played on cable so I am wondering if the theater version will be the complete set of songs. And you are right about Invisible Sex - the only reason anyone would even know they existed is from this movie otherewise who are they?