Nudity, raging fires, belching smoke, blinding strobes, nightmare-inducing surgical movies, fights and firearms: these are among the issues you might have encountered at a Butthole Surfers present whereas being pummelled by a squealing cacophony of acid-fried psychedelic noise-rock, as a person tripping wildly in his underpants screams at you thru a megaphone.

“Folks could be working out of our reveals throwing up,” says Paul Leary, the band’s guitarist. “We have been punishing these poor souls.”

The dormant Texas band’s first two albums and a reside EP are being reissued this month, with extra LPs due later this yr, bringing again to life the feral power of a band who nonetheless sound like no different. Fusing noise rock with British post-punk sensibilities, tape manipulations, mangled vocals and warped psychedelia, the band – cherished by everybody from Kurt Cobain to Orbital and the Pink Scorching Chilli Peppers – have been distinctive from the off. “We have been totally different from most punk bands,” says drummer King Coffey, who made up a primal and hypnotic twin drumming partnership with the late Teresa Nervosa. “We got here out of the hardcore scene, however at that time bands have been simply going quicker and quicker and getting extra macho. It was a very close-minded scene, musically and socially. We have been taking part in for punks however not taking part in punk music – we have been extra knowledgeable by trendy artwork.” And for a second, within the post-Nirvana gold rush of the early Nineties, they nearly made it large.

‘We have been extra into the artwork facet of it, after which music sort of took over’ … Butthole Surfers, San Antonio, July 1984. {Photograph}: Pat Blashill

The band was fashioned in San Antonio in 1981 by college college students Leary and Gibby Haynes. Haynes was captain of the basketball group and voted accountant of the yr, whereas Leary had wishes to be a stockbroker. Regardless of this, the pair additionally had a style for the bizarre. They created their very own journal, Unusual VD, which featured pictures of irregular medical illnesses with made up descriptions and fictitious illnesses. Leaving one among these within the photocopier at work hastened the tip of Haynes’s short-lived accountancy profession.

Music was one thing they nearly fell into. “Our first couple of reveals have been efficiency artwork with music as a background,” says Leary. “We have been extra into the artwork facet of it, after which music sort of took over.” Something that may resemble a technique was nonexistent. “We had no plan by any means,” says Leary. “We have been into dadaism and cherished the random nature of how issues prove.” Trying again on their motivations within the band’s early days, Haynes merely says: “The entire thing was an try to get consideration. We made artwork for cash and a spotlight.”

Fuelled by beer, pot and LSD, together with a darkish sense of humour and a propensity for the obscene, the band ended up in a years-long state of unending motion, turning up in cities with nowhere to reside, no reveals to play, and hoping to choose one thing up alongside the best way. “We lived in a van for years and none of us had a life outdoors the band,” says Coffey. “It was like we’d signed up for this cult and there was no turning again. We burned our bridges so far as having any hope of dwelling a traditional life.”

The band have been desperately poor. They scraped round on the ground for free change and ate out of dumpsters. At one level your entire band had scabies. It was brutal and never everybody may endure it. Earlier than touchdown on long-term member Jeff Pinkus, the band burned by bass gamers at nearly the identical price they went by lighter fluid on stage – which Haynes would pour over a cymbal earlier than bashing away, making a percussion fireball. One bass participant’s last straw was when he begged for milk as a result of his physique was craving sustenance, solely to be advised there was no funds to accommodate such a luxurious. “We ran ourselves like a commune,” says Coffey. “We had one communal fund and we put all of it again into the band.”

‘I did too many medication. I completely screwed up the deal’ … Gibby Haynes. {Photograph}: Pat Blashill

Their wonky information and travelling freakshow-like reside performances earned them a gentle stream of hardcore followers eager to expertise the chaos. Many would flip up after listening to phrase of mouth tales of those LSD-soaked crazies, hoping for their very own psychedelic expertise, however would come out extra in a state of shell-shock than a better state of consciousness. The band turned venues into scenes of horror, displaying movies of autopsies, explosions, and penis reconstruction surgical procedure as noise wailed, fires burned, smoke churned and lights popped. “We had an entire wall of airport grade strobe lights,” recollects Leary. “After they began flashing you couldn’t block the flash. You could possibly put your palms over your eyes and you’d see your veins and thru to your skeleton. We’d need to cease the present as a result of someone within the viewers was having an epileptic seizure – that occurred a number of instances.”

Between 1986 and 1989, the efficiency artist Kathleen Lynch joined the band as a unadorned dancer, and a few live shows – together with an all-ages present that didn’t maintain again on nudity – led to a riot. Whereas a few of their antics have been mere shock ways and puerile gross-out behaviour, the band have been additionally trying to faucet into one thing extra important and transcendent. They unlocked and harnessed a uncooked and brutalising sonic depth to match their visible hellscape, which few bands may match. “It was like scream remedy for me,” says Coffey. “It was so primal. To really feel the ache, strain and pleasure of all of it, and to be in that second, was one thing else.”

“I don’t know some other technique to describe it than psychedelic,” says Haynes, reflecting on the chaos of the reveals. He’s onerous to get a lot out of that’s coherent. The 66-year-old presents up a lot of elongated pauses, silences and murmurs, as if continually making an attempt to kickstart his mind into motion, and goes off on tangents about US rapper Submit Malone, nation act the Chicks and synth pop, whereas one query is met with him merely singing a Speaking Heads tune at me. “It’s as a result of I smoked pot earlier,” he explains later, after he forgets the punchline to a protracted story about assembly Shane MacGowan. “Oh shit! God dammit! I blew the entire fucking story!” he yelps, berating himself, earlier than descending right into a cackle. “I’m completely dropping it. It’s not even the early onset. It’s the onset.”

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‘It was so primal’ … L-r: Gibby Haynes, Teresa Nervosa and King Coffey carry out in Minneapolis, Minnesota, November 1985. {Photograph}: Jim Steinfeldt/Getty Photographs

That Haynes and the band made it out alive is a miracle, so the truth that the singer – recognized for firing shotguns into the air at reveals, getting bare and combating safety guards, and by chance setting fireplace to himself – is somewhat scatty in his mid-60s is comprehensible.

Maybe the strangest factor to have occurred, in a profession stuffed with strangeness, is that the Butthole Surfers nearly crossed over. Within the post-grunge alt-rock increase of the 90s, even this travelling circus of perma-high maniacs have been deemed worthy of throwing cash at. They signed with Capitol for 1993’s Unbiased Worm Saloon, with John Paul Jones of Led Zeppelin as producer. They’d successful with the considerably MTV-friendly monitor Pepper in 1996, the accompanying album Electriclarryland reached the US High 40, and so they discovered themselves on the multimillion-selling soundtrack to Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet. However the the rest of the last decade, as alt-rock waned in reputation and the band reached their 40s, was full of administration bust-ups, lawsuits with their outdated label, and an aborted album. The underwhelming Bizarre Revolution, from 2001, stays their last launch. They performed reside in sporadic bursts within the ensuing years however haven’t performed now for the perfect a part of a decade.

After all the Butthole Surfers have been by no means going to have a neat, cohesive trajectory and age gracefully into being a legacy act. Whereas bands such because the Flaming Lips fell in love with them, and knocked up a extra polished, palatable and festival-friendly model of their nightmare carnival reveals, the Butthole Surfers contained too many uncontainable elements to drag such a factor off. “We’re not so good as we may very well be as we speak, and that’s as a result of I misplaced my shit,” displays Haynes. “I did too many medication. I completely screwed up the deal. It’s my dangerous. It’s on me.” Leary provides: “We have been some genuinely fucked up individuals. We’re good individuals, however we’re fucked up – we’re broken.”

‘It’s means higher to be underrated than overrated’ … Butthole Surfers in July 1984. {Photograph}: Pat Blashill

It appears the band are OK with how issues turned out nevertheless. “It’s means higher to be underrated than overrated,” Haynes says. “And I can let you know this: the Butthole Surfers will not be overrated.” Coffey additionally appears content material with this state of affairs. “I hope to be misunderstood,” he says. “When it’s a must to justify your artwork, you’re lowering it. So I hope individuals get their very own impressions about what we have been or weren’t doing. Anyone as soon as stated our music was a entrance for us to fabricate and distribute LSD throughout the nation. It’s like [adopts sarcastic voice]: ‘Positive, yeah, it was all a convoluted means to try this.’ However I’d quite encourage that than attempt to clarify the affect of Yves Klein in our music.”

So will this group of sexagenarians ever reload the shotguns, stoke up the fires and hit the street once more? “We’ve been getting six-figure presents to play reside,” says Leary. “However I simply don’t need to do it. We’re actually fortunate to not be in jail and I don’t need to push that any extra. I don’t need to be sending a bandmate house in a physique bag or for a venue to burn down.” And for Haynes? “I’ve a 13-year-old son, who’s the fucking mild of my life,” he says, with a sudden burst of lucidity and with real sentiment. “I’ve bought an precise household and it’s superior. Little league baseball and center college basketball? Dude, it’s the shit.”

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