Concert Review: Die Warzau and DJ? Acucrack, Metro, January 7
Holey and Stinky are back. Die Warzau duo Van
Christie and Jim Marcus aren't widely known by that appellation, but
that's what my editors and I dubbed them after smelling the former when
he was setting up for their opening slot for Nine Inch Nails and
learning about the latter's fondness for body piercing from their
publicist. Big Electric Metal Bass
Face was a tasty slice of industrial funk and "Strike to the
Body" sounded like a Nitzer Ebb track, which isn't a bad thing. 1995's Engine was well-regarded, but I
never heard about it at the time, perhaps because I had not yet moved
to their home of Chicago.
So Die Warzau's first activity in a decade was worth investigating.
Based on the facts and slogans projected on the screen before they
started and on Marcus's exhortations for equal rights for gays and
lesbians, their reunion may have been inspired more by recent political
activities than by artistry. There are worse reasons to resurrect a
band, like money, and the Metro was only moderately full, so we can
rule out the cash incentive.
Their performance was likewise moderately successful: not outright bad,
but nothing really clicked. Maybe it was the lack of a strong funk
groove that drove me to see them several times in '91. Frontman Marcus
is quite passionate in his political beliefs. He might be better served
seeking another communications medium for his activism.
DJ? Acucrack: Thrashing at my PowerBook. The pair made a lot of sound,
but none of it was a distinctive. They had some other equipment, but
the most notable thing was that they really enjoyed cranking at their