we play intense fuckin hard rock.
there are three of us (sometimes four).
yes, that constitutes a gaggle.
who cares
we kick ass
long live American Trash!
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GO GET YERSELF SOME TRASH!!
King Mr. Porno Cock
Horse 44
Where Eagles Dare
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10) GAGGLE OF COCKS - '(breathe) Suffocation' 4:01 - from American Trash (Screaming Ferret)
Not since Melvins, Antiseen, Dwarves, Butthole Surfers and Agony Column has a band sounded so incendiary. Gaggle Of Cocks are writing some of the freshest, nastiest, most amusing beer-soaked stompers in years. Call it stoner rock, redneck rock, punked up metal, booze metal... whatever the case, it makes you want to drink one (Martin Popoff).
Gaggle of Cocks • American Trash • Screaming Ferret • This New York trio cranks out some serious, ass-kicking rock. When first hearing this CD, I wanted to rip the sleeves of my t-shirt, get hammered and hop in my '78 Camaro. The band's major influences are porn, beer, raping, pillaging, growing righteous mullets and Creed. If you are a fan of straight up rock, check out these cocks. (RP)
Gaggle of Cocks are acidic sludge-mongers from NYC, and their songs all sound like just-killed steers ripping loose from their hooks and crashing to the killing floor. This is tough, sinister riff n’ roll that brings to mind GOC’s triple axe wielding cousins from upstate, Brand New Sin, only with all the added menace of that biker gang they sent to ‘Nam to assassinate General Giap in ’74, and with enough poured-concrete heaviness to snap a mule’s back.
So what’s the source of all this heaving aggression? Well, I think they’re just crazy, really. “I want to rape your daughters/kill your sons/ I want to take your money/violate everyone.†Vox/axeman Pat Harrington growls on the search and destroy riffola of “Bomb Meâ€, and nothing about the song makes me think he’s being ironic, or metaphorical, or anything other than honest. Some people like to kill things, some people like to play rock and roll. Gaggle of Cocks like to do both.
Best piece of ‘Trash†on deck is probably big, beefy, redneck stoner-fest “King Mr Porno Cockâ€, which sounds exactly like what would happen if you shot Pepper Keenan up with steroids and Viagra, and let ‘im loose on the set of a Vivid video shoot; but really, the whole gaggle of tunes are equally intense. Next time you’re in a murderous mood- and it won’t be long - tomorrow is Monday- then this is the record to rage out to.
By the way, geese travel in gaggles. Cocks don’t travel together at all, never mind in gaggles, preferring to peck each other to death rather than share their females. A ‘Gaggle of Cocks’, in reality, would be a bloody fuckin’ mess. Sorta like…well, you write the joke.
When making good music, a band should always have fun doing it. New York's Gaggle of Cocks obviously have gotten this part of music down. The band name alone should get you giggling. Regardless of whether the band's name refers to the fact that all three members are male or that all three of them may be utter assholes, these guys know how to keep their humor going while still playing some rockin' tunes. The band keeps the comedy novel, instead of bombarding you multiple times every track. The particular instance that makes me laugh for some odd reason every time I hear it is the beginning of the opening track, "Horse 44". It only gets better from there.
Pat dishes out lyrics the way I like them: simple, to the point, and catchy. The message doesn't get any more blatant than on "Bomb Me": "I wanna steal your lives/ I wanna fuck your wives/ I wanna rape your daughters/ Kill your sons/ I wanna take your money/ Violate everyone". Having a song called "King Mr. Porno Cock" is always a plus, too.
Another feature of this band that I enjoy is that they don't seem to be afraid to mix their bass as loud as their guitars. On many of the songs you don't even have to try and listen for the bass line, which is a rarity in this age of bass-dismissal.
The two things that will most likely make American Trash one of the first to be cycled into my regular collection is the headbang factor they bring and the catchiness of their songs. If I don't hear a band's songs playing in my head when I'm not actually listening to them, then they're probably not worth listening to anymore. Ever since the first time I heard American Trash I've had their songs in my head. As far as the headbang factor goes, you can rest assured that it is high.
One of my favorite things in music is when a band pauses to build up the coming riffs or drumbeats, or when everything stops momentarily except for the drums. One of the prime examples of this is during the song "American Trash". The song starts out kind of slow, but continuously builds up, giving you an increasingly worse case of whiplash (if you headbang like I do, anyway).
If you like your music dirty and heavy, then Gaggle of Cocks should easily be the next addition to your collection. From "I got a horse, and he's 44" (the opening of "Horse 44") to "I am fucking God!" (the last line of "Loading"), Gaggle of Cocks will keep you hooked. I look forward to further material from the band. Keep kicking ass, and long live American Trash (Farlus).
With a name like Gaggle Of Cocks, you know right off the bat that this trio is going to be slightly off-center. With the hilarious opening line of "I got a horse, and he's 44", you wonder if you accidentally inserted a Butthole Surfers disc by mistake. While the band retains their humor and quirkiness throughout, the music itself reminds me of Circus Of Power singing C.O.C. songs.
Standout tracks include "Horse 44" (an excellent aggressive tune), "Bomb Me," "My Little Hell" and "Loading." The entire album never deviates from Pat's gruff vocals and the chugging riffs. In fact, it's the vocals that really stand out on American Trash. The band is able to take elements from hard rock, stoner and grunge and mix it rather well. If you like your music on the gloomy and sludgy side, check out Gaggle Of Cocks.
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