G.G. Allin - Hated

[Flack]

In keeping up with my New Year's Resolutions I've been ripping DVDs over to my hard drive. Tonight I ran across the documentary Hated which I haven't watched in years so I decided to put it on while ripping other DVDs. It's as disturbing now as it was the first time I saw it.

For those of you unfamiliar with his "work", G.G. Allin was a punk rock performer who was more known for his crazy stage antics than his music. One of his favorite things to do was to strip naked while performing, take a shit on stage, rub half of the shit onto his own face and throw the the other half out into/onto the crowd. If you were hoping to watch a naked man covered in his own shit sing songs like "Suck My Ass It Smells" and "Cunt Sucking Cannibal", you came to the right place.

I am almost 100% sure I came to the wrong place.

G.G. Allin was no one trick pony. He didn't just enjoy shitting on himself, nay nay -- he also enjoyed fighting with the people who came to his shows. Not that you would want to be in the front row anyway (see: shit slinging), but if you got too close to him there was a very good chance that G.G. might kick, punch, or simply attack you for no reason. In one part of the documentary while threatening to kill himself in the future, a woman from the crowd shouts out, "Do it sooner!" He invites her up on stage and she foolishly accepts his offer; moments later he has her by the hair and is smashing her face up against a wall before other members of the crowd rush the stage to free the woman.

About those suicide threats -- G.G. threatened every year for three or four years that he was going to kill himself on stage Halloween night while performing. Problem is, poor G.G. ended up in jail every Halloween night and was unable to fulfill his destiny.

Had he actually blown himself up on stage I'm guessing more of you would have heard of him. Instead, he overdosed on heroin and his buddies took pictures of and with him after he died. (Footage from the party G.G. overdosed at is included in the film.) A bloated, unembalmed, and unwashed (read: still covered in shit) G.G. Allin was laid to rest in an open casket, where friends took turns pissing on him. I wish I were making this up.

G.G. Allin claimed that what he was doing was performance art, although apparently the NYPD disagreed on many occasions. Allin said his act reflected the violence in society and it's hard for me to tell if he was reflecting that violence or a product of it.

Reality TV ruined the illusion that scary rock stars are scary people. When I was a kid Ozzy Osbourne, Alice Cooper and KISS literally scared me. Between Ozzy and Gene Simmons's reality shows and Alice Cooper's frequent golf tournaments ... yeah, not so much. But I guess G.G. Allin was the real deal, He wasn't Rob Zombie, somebody who looks scary on stage but goes home in a limo. At every G.G. Allin show there were equal odds of him cutting the show short or cutting someone with a piece of broken glass. The guy's explosive rage is interesting to me from a historical point of view, although watching it via DVD is as close as I'd want to be to the guy.

[Tdarcos]

Guy sounds like a typical member of the Tea Party.

[pinback]

Guy sounds like a typical member of the Tea Party.

OOOOOooohhhh! NOW YOU FUCKED UP!!

NOW YA FUCKED UP!!

[Ice Cream Jonsey]

Tea Party you just got your asses served! Ho ho ha!!!