WILD GUNMEN - Volume One

I was introduced to the music of Wild Gunmen by Russ Waterhouse, who handed me a tape wrapped in silver foil and told me Id love it. He was right, and I immediately wrote to main Gunman Witt, just telling him how much I liked his band. He wrote me back immediately, promising years" of more music, and telling me Id better get ready, because this was some serious shit. He explained that the band - a trio - were bad on the biz end because they were all saddled with being drug addicts and had also been dealt the unfortunate blow of all being born under the sign of Libra (???). He also told me that two of the members were former FM radio DJs on Cincinnatis WAIF. A few days later, a package arrived containing three unmarked 90 minute cassettes, and a handwritten letter. The letter featured color copies of a sexy drummer who, Witt explained, was dead now, and another photo of a very young girl who Witt claimed to have taken to see GG Allin. The letter, rife with more references to the copious amount of drugs the band takes, quotes from South Park, and casual boasting, was still not enough to prepare me for the amazingly twisted sounds contained on the tape. Eerie acoustic blues, with oscillator and other various noises, super confessional lyrics sung by what sounds like the demon spawn of Jandeks gal Nancy and Niagara, and the unmistakable sound of several fucked up adults getting together to rock out in a self-described drug infested nut house. This one is hard to explain, and frankly, Im at a loss - a very authentic psychedelic nightmare that may be a little too real people for its own good. Of all the amazing shit coming out of Cowtown lately (and there is a LOT!) this is some of the most fried by far. Some of it maybe sounds a little like Sam Esh? I dont know, man. Anyway, this is the first of what we hope will be many releases of Wild Gunmen material on Mad Monk. We are super excited to share this with the world! I asked Witt to send me cover art and song titles, and he told me to "just make them up, cause no one here can ever agree on them...our singer Kristy is a drug addict...half the time I just want to kill her. And surprise us and cook up your own design for a CD cover - title it anything you want." Okay, then! Only 150 copies, hurry!"- Mad Monk\r\n