above GG Allin performing in 1992
Theres never been nor will there ever be another performer like GG Allin. A raging id given a stage, he was easily the crudest, rudest, most violent and disgusting individual to hold a microphone.
He would stand onstage naked (occasionally receiving oral sex from audience members); sodomize himself with the mic; cut himself with broken bottles; urinate and defecate on himself, onlookers and his band; and beat up attendees in shows that rarely lasted 15 minutes before the crowd and club owners chased him from the venue.
It would look like there was nobody at the show, because everyone was in one corner or another, or in the back. You hardly ever see people up in the front, said his brother and longtime bandmate, Merle Allin. Every time we went into a club, wed look for the back exits. We would hide our vehicle, because they always wanted to fuck your vehicle up when they were pissed at you. It was a mob scene waiting to kill you.
We were a nightmare for the rental company because theyd have to give us a new fucking vehicle every week or two. We would be turning in a heavily damaged vehicle that smelt like shit-ass death and vomit.
GGs music was primal and rudimentary punk, bristling with aggression, sacrilege and the profane, from Kill Thy Father, Rape Thy Mother to Diarrhea Blues. For all their raw, puerile content, the songs, like the Ramones, had a catchy fury, particularly his 70s and 80s material with his early band, The Jabbers.
Merle Allin played bass in The Jabbers, and then again in The Murder Junkies, who backed GG on his last album and tour before his fatal heroin overdose in 1993.
In death, GG graduated from infamy to fame. The 1994 documentary Hated, directed by Todd Phillips who went on to Old School and The Hangover sure didnt hurt.
Now that hes dead, all these hard-core fuckers are like, Me and GG wouldve been best friends, Merle Allin said. Dude, you werent even alive when GG was kicking peoples ass. He couldve been your friend five minutes before he went onstage, and as soon as he got onstage, you couldve been the first one with his nose broken. Believe me: You wouldnt have been friends with him after that.
Thanks to Merle Allin, The Murder Junkies continue; in March, they released their first new album in 16 years. It features rumbling, hard-charging, intentionally offensive misogynist anthems like Once a Whore and Stab You 50 Times.
The band weve got right now is the best band weve had since GG died. By fucking far. Its the same oldschool punk stuff we all were influenced by, he said, noting, Its nice to be able to play an entire set without being chased from the stage.