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"Black No. 1"

Heaviest song ever about a box of hair dye. Rest in Peace, Peter Steele, who Passed on this day, April 14th, in 2010.

Read my interview with Peter from 2003 at This Link.

Remembering Peter Steele

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Type O Negative vocalist/bassist Peter Steele passed away due to heart failure on this date, April 14th, in 2010. RIP Peter.

Read my interview with Pete Steele from 2003 at This Link!

Saddest News Ever: RIP Type O Negative Vocalist Peter Steele


“Loving You was Like Loving The Dead…”

From Blabbermouth Dot Net:

“As previously reported, Type O Negative keyboardist Josh Silver confirmed to blabbermouth.net that Peter Steele passed away yesterday (Wednesday, April 14) at the age of 48. No official cause of death has yet been released, but it is believed that Steele died of heart failure. According to unconfirmed reports, Steele had been ill for days leading up to his death.

Steele was born Petrus T. Ratajczyk on January 4, 1962 in Brooklyn, New York. He stood 6′ 7″ tall, and had a low, bass-heavy voice, which was one of the most recognizable features in Type O Negative’s music. Before forming Type O Negative, Steele played for the metal group Fallout and the thrash band Carnivore.”

This news just kills me. Forty-eight year old men aren’t supposed to die of heart failure. I’ve seen Type O Negative live more times than I could even recount and their shows were always memorable and amazing. Especially their “Annual” Halloween shows at NYC’s Roseland Ballroom – who remembers those? Amazing! Besides being super talented and beyond gorgeous, Pete Steele was also the nicest guy to his fans. He even signed the cover of my Playgirl issue that had his centerfold spread in it – which is framed and hanging on my wall to this day. What a fucking tragedy for the music industry. He will be so missed.

You can read my really fun interview with Peter Steele from 2003 at This link. You can tell he had a unique and engaging sense of humor. Rest in peace, Pete.

The Origin of the Species: Ten Illustrated Versions


The Origin of the Lego Man

2009 marks the 150th anniversary of the publication of Charles Darwin’s most famous work On the Origin of Species (published 24 November 1859). Plus, Thursday (2/12) would have been his 200th birthday. The New York Times’ science section published this article on Tuesday, and I have even been invited to weird FaceBook events honoring both this controversial book and Darwin’s anniversary of birth . Of course, I can’t even think of the book’s title without also being reflexively thrown to thoughts of Type O Negative’s infamous live CD, The Origin of The Feces, but that is a different story. Keeping it on a lighter note, Listicles Dot Com looks at the evolution of the most familiar graphic shorthand for Darwin’s entire theory with their 10 Illustrated Versions of Evolution, including the Evolution of Lego Man, seen above.

Thanks to Neatorama for the tip!

RIP Playgirl Magazine

Type O Negative's Man of Steele

Man of Steele, Indeed!

It’s official: Playgirl Magazine has shuttered for good. This is sad news for gay men, and women who enjoy looking at naked pictures of  gay men, everywhere. Playgirl was never really my thing, but I’ll always remember when Type O Negative’s lead singer, Peter Steele, took it all off for the magazine back in 1995. Ah, sweet, sweet memories.

ABSOLUTELY NOT SAFE FOR WORK IMAGE OF WHAT MADE THAT PETE STEELE ISSUE SO MEMORABLE AFTER THE JUMP!

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Dethklok Rocks!

Dethklok

My pal Swami recently turned me on to the virtual Death Metal band Dethklok, and I have been enjoying their cartoon adventures on the Adult Swim Channel’s very clever show, Metalocalypse for the past couple of days now. What I want to know is this: does anyone else out there notice a resemblance between Dethklok vocalist Nathan Explosion and Type O Negative’s Pete Steele? Anybody?

NathanMean Peter

Nathan Explosion                     Peter Steele

Because the similarities are obvious to me.

The End of An Era: CBGB Closes Its Doors

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The Ramones Standing Outside CBGB in 1975, Photo By Bob Gruen. Worth a Thousand Words, at Least

This past Sunday night, a few of my more rock-savvy friends went downtown to the place where Bleecker Street meets The Bowery for the final concert performance at CBGB before that legendary club closed for good. While I’m not generally a huge supporter of people who don’t pay their rent (and think they can get away with it), it’s a shame that club owner Hilly Kristal made the tragic mistake of thinking he’d be bullet proof to eviction in a town where real estate is more precious than gold or diamonds. But that’s hardly the point anymore.

Over the nearly eighteen years I’ve lived in Manhattan, I couldn’t recall with a gun to my head how many nights I spent “making the scene” at CBGB. Beyond attending countless local or up-and-coming band gigs, a dozen worthy-cause benefits and my fair share of overcrowded CMJ showcase schmoozefests, being a member of the press also got me into some pretty exclusive shows. One of my favorite memories has to be seeing Cheap Trick perform the brilliant “Ballad of TV Violence” (coincidentally, on the very same day as the Columbine shooting) on CB’s dilapidated stage for the release of their live CD Music for Hangovers. Two other great shows that stand out are a press event for the Brooklyn-based Goth Metal band, Type O Negative (who I affectionately refer to as “The Beatles of Heavy Metal”) and my first Black Halos show, which must have been about seven years ago now, at least. I fucking love those guys.

But if I had to isolate just one golden moment, my favorite memory of time spent at CBGB wouldn’t even be a show I saw there, but an interview I conducted in the empty club late one weekday afternoon, with the Canadian pop-punk band, Sum 41. This was in the fall of 2002, when that dubiously talented band was riding high on the charts and their goofy faces were plastered across the covers of every rock glossy on the planet. It didn’t hurt that I was on a cover story assignment for the now-defunct Request – my first cover for a national rock rag! Since the band was participating in the article’s photo shoot on site – because, let’s be real here, nothing says “We are punk rock” quite like a group photo taken in CB’s infamously skeevy toilets – I was sent to interview the band ‘in their element,’ so to speak.

I’d never confess to be a fan of SUM 41’s music, but that day, something about the undeniable vibe of CBGB allowed those kids (I think their names are Derek, “Cone,” Dave and Steve) to really channel a kind of “roots punkiness” that made them sound like they knew what the hell they were talking about. It didn’t matter that their music was retarded; they gave me a really interesting, funny interview from which I wrote a great article. I’m sure that those guys don’t even remember talking to me, but I’ll never forget that afternoon.

These days, when I walk down St. Mark’s Place just east of Third Avenue, I can no longer pick out the store front that once marked the entrance to Coney Island High and it still blows my mind that what used to be the Fillmore East on Second Avenue near 5th Street is now an Emigrant Bank. Soon, CBGB’s former address will be home to a Laundromat or a bodega with a prohibitively expensive, high-rise apartment building sprouting from it. And as the replicant, Roy said at the end of the film Bladerunner, “All of these moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.” That’s life in the big city.