Always:G.G. Elliott - instigation voices, loops, crap kit drums Jean Paul Melancon - electronics, feedback, trash cans, bent thingies Sometimes: Ben Luton - digital loops, samples, porno Lady Orifice - vocals Wendy 'Slappy' Sanders - bass noise Kevin Searle - electronics
Influences
Throbbing Gristle, Genesis P. Orridge and Psychic TV, Coil, SPK, Costes, Destroyed For Comfort, Ctephin, Allerseelen, Whitehouse, old Merzbow, Ghoul Detail, Steelhook Prostheses, Random Insults, Crust Punk, Anarcho-Socialist-revolutionary movements, modern sorcery such as market advertising and art that turns consumerist mind control tactics back on themselves, spit, bile, vomit, excrement, garbage, broken pavement, DIY survivalism and disaster preparedness manuals, beer and whiskey, chemognosis
Sounds Like
"There is simply no room left for 'freedom from the tyranny of government' since city dwellers depend on it for food, power, water, transportation, protection, and welfare. Your right to live where you want, with companions of your choosing, under laws to which you agree, died in the eighteenth century with Captain Mission. Only a miracle or a disaster could restore it." -Uncle Bill Burroughs ('Cities of The Red Night')
The People's Army is here to bring that miracle or start that disaster.
Noise and experimental musick have gone the way of power electronics at best, and pseudo-intellectual drivel at worst. Whatever happened to the cultural revolutionary potential of sound and word, performance and ritual, art and consciousness expanding media? The People's Army is here to lead the fight against mainstream-consumerist culture to bring back the quest for personal freedom in art with cyber-age, neo-Bacchanalian noise and performance art scare tactics (or at least to have a good time yelling at people while bombarding them with a blitzkrieg of sonic explosives). Coming soon to a basement, warehouse, back room, bridge, alley, or arts festival near you. Do what you will, The People's Army will protect you.
G.G. Elliott and The People’s Army's Friend Space (Top 24)
G.G. Elliott and The People’s Army has 124 friends.
Blood on the time that we have on our hands. Blood on our sheets, our sheets of music. Blood on the canvases of boxing rings, the canvases of Henri Matisse.
The man-child faints at the sight of blood and so must close his eyes as he dispatches his terrier with a pocketknife. Tonight,
blood condensed from atmospheric vapor falls to the earth. It bleeds three inches. Concerts are canceled, ball games delayed. In galoshes and slickers, the children play.
An arc of seven spectral colors appears opposite the sun / as a result of light refracted through the drops of blood. /
Dear Sirs, how do I enlist in the People's Army? I am wirey but strong! I would like to be a Captain, I already have a whispy little mustache! I am eager to serve! Also can you please learn me to not play no more drivel music! Yours Truly, Scooter
yeeeehaw! a strategic suggestion, if I may: yer sounds + cds + cassettes + static + video feedback + vcr tapes + dvds + consumer electronic depts. + automobile stereo display models + home stereo display models + TV display models = what the fuck i am a strange loop feedback loops in consumer minds
