Artists: God Loves Fags
SM Music
Not everyone saw this record coming. Most of the band probably thought they were just going to jam for a fortnight in the Catskill Mountains, Upstate New York. One band member wrapped it up when he said: «We just wanted to have a good time». When GLF got off the plane in NYC it was about 50 degrees Celsius, more probably, when the train to Woodridge broke down and the band got stranded on a gigantic empty parking lot somewhere in America. On their sun struck way to the recording studio in Woodridge near Woodstock they remember passing a sign by Baptist priest’s Mike’s Church of Little Green Men. It sad: «God Loves Fags.»
Once securely plugged in and taking up some oomph, the band sounded like Krautrock. Like rootsy, synchopated Krautrock. And Shellac and Sonic Youth. The music was rolling through the woods, sometimes taking the shape of pop songs, then stoner rock or a film score. By now, the band was working in shifts, 24/7, felled trees and killed rabbits in the breaks. Inspiration for rife: The boys cite the muscle tattoo gays that sold them their weed or the tiny crocheted bikinis the landlady wore as crucial influences. But we’ll never know for sure. May- be it was all a weird dream during a power nap in the S-train to Rümlang. (Yvonne Kunz, CH)
Glenn Breda
Vocals, Bass, Guitar
Marco Crosina
Guitar, Synth
Michael "Koko" Eberli
Elektronik, Guitar
Michael Sauter
Drums
Tim Frey
Drums (All Album Drums)
