My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult

My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult is the musical equivalent of stumbling side-by-side with Satan through a surreal horror movie on bad acid and rotten peyote. TKK's influential 1990 album, Confessions of a Knife, opens with a track called "A Daisy Chain 4 Satan," and the first thing the...

By Niki D'Andrea

February 9, 2006

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My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult is the musical equivalent of stumbling side-by-side with Satan through a surreal horror movie on bad acid and rotten peyote. TKK's influential 1990 album, Confessions of a Knife, opens with a track called "A Daisy Chain 4 Satan," and the first thing the listener hears is a woman saying "I live for drugs," followed by thumping bass and a man screaming in terror at what can only be horrible hallucinations. TKK's recipe for freak-out still includes creepy, repetitive incantations (remember "Christian zombie vampires" from "The Days of Swine & Roses"?) layered over techno spasms of synthesizers and cacophonous club beats. And just in case you thought TKK's Groovie Mann and Buzz McCoy were gettin' soft on that Windy City weather in their hometown of Chicago, the duo's latest industrial platter is titled Gay, Black, and Married. They could have just as easily titled it TKK Sings More Tunes That Will Make You Dance in Terror.

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Niki D'Andrea has covered subjects including drug culture, women's basketball, pirate radio stations, Scottsdale staycations, and fine wine. She has worked at both New Times and Phoenix Magazine, and is now a freelancer.

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