Gwar

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Gwar really got screwed when Live Earth was putting bands on every continent—who better to represent his native Antarctica than frontmonster Oderus Urungus? (Not to mention his well-calloused phallus, which has been poking fun at trash thrash—and poking the front row at the Gwar show, too—for almost 25 years.) “I had a whole performance-art piece where I was gonna fuck Sting’s face. Fuck it right off,” he said at the time. “As an artist, I feel I was denied my First Amendment rights, whatever they are, because I was prevented from fucking Sting’s dead head.” But if the Beatles couldn’t even pass off the butcher cover, what hope for planetwide acceptance did these goo-spewing, gore-porn-y shred-rockers have? True art is never understood in its own time, particularly when it’s this sticky. Which is probably why Gwar lost both its Grammy nominations so far—can’t a scumdog get a bone?
Mon., Nov. 23, 8 p.m., 2009
 
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