It's the end of the world as we know it... and GWAR feels fine!
From Livewire May '96
"I am Lord Reverend Sexecutioner. I am the master of sex and violence on this planet, I translate these emotions to the populous. I am sort of an action figure for the rest of our outlaw horde, known as GWAR. I think that should suffice. I was imprisioned intergalactically and horribly raped, and trained in all sorts of masturbatory exercises. then I began to take part in intergalactic conquest".
When Richard Wagner envisioned the Norse Twilight of the Gods in his famous Ring opera, he presented it with stern face, and reverence to the Norse gods. When GWAR however render their interpretation of Rag Na Rok, the death-heads adopt smiley faces and Thor flings his hammer into a Valkyrie's mouth. Is nothing sacred?
Oderous, GWAR's leader and our other interview subject was temporarily occupied slaying the children of liberal democrats. "You can't let them breed!" he yells out from a distance. So I continued my sensitive chat with Sexecutioner. In a Shakespearean tone, "I wake up every mornig and say once again it is I, yes I Sexecutioner, Lord and genius. My stock and trade is killing and then raping."
Did GWAR accidentally channel the spirit of Richard Wagner while reading Dianetics in the Museum of Minerals and Precious Crystals?
Sexecutioner explains, "Rag Na Rok is an intergalactic buzz word". We, along with our mindless devotees, the dupes that buy our records, are sacking cities because we know the world is going to end soon and you can either become a bornagain Christian and join some militant religious group, or you can join GWAR and have a lot of fun, and do what people have always been doing who had any sense. We're just going to sing "99 souls on the wall". Odin, Thor, they're all going to be there. There are so many flying saucers parked just outside the orbit of this planet."
And with this revelation I bid Sexecutioner farewell and godspeed.