Love for Lubricated Goat

Between my boyfriend's current obsession with collecting all of the harder-to-find Sub Pop Singles Club singles, my lust for Killed By Death compilations, and my habitual dork-out sessions with master archivist and Tigertail owner Tim Hayes, I've been spending a lot of time with long-forgotten punk records.

My current fixation is on Lubricated Goat, a noisy Australian 4-piece most active in the late '80s to early '90s. Frontman Stu Spasm was married to formidable Babes in Toyland leader Kat Bjelland for a spell, a union which resulted in a short-lived love child of a band called Krunt. LG also snagged a great deal of attention for appearing on an Australia television show, a stunt that resulted in the documentary In the Raw. Here's a little video clip (relatively safe for work, I promise, thanks to an abundance of "censored" banners):

More important than those bits of trivia is the way their approach to experimental, caustic punk had a mischievous, sick-minded bent that would appeal to that sect of rockers who still adore Pussy Galore, Jesus Lizard, Rapeman or Cop Shoot Cop (Trouser Press blithely described it as something that "could serve as a striptease for strangling hyenas," though I think it was a complimentary appraisal). If you dig that sort of stuff, I highly recommend tracking down a copy of Paddock of Love (though it will cost you a purty penny).

In an ideal world, these guys would be opening for the Liars at the Showbox next week, but Mr. Spasm now spends much of his time teaching guitar lessons in NYC, though he still plays out under the LG moniker and proudly claims to have retained his status as a "cock in the ass of decency." How sweet!