Happy New Year! The very first thing I saw in 2003 was a sexy drag queen who out of drag looked a lot like Iggy Pop. And if you don’t think drag queens are sexy I would point you to the lead singer of the Toilet Boys as a backup argument. Despite a slight miscalculation by said drag queen on the countdown to midnight, the New Year went off at Masquerade in Atlanta with the normal balloon drop, paper hats, noisemakers, and various New Year’s Eve propaganda … EXCEPT … there were three cross dressers, not so sexy, playing ear crushing guitars. Throw in some bondage, latex, electrical taped nipples, gas masks, strap-ons, a flame blower on stilts, more cross dressers, frat boys getting spanked, and yeah, almost naked women dressed up like nurses, schoolgirls, nuns, and dominatrix … in fact so much sensory overload it would be nearly impossible for anyone to take in all the details. I can only compare it to what a fusion of Kiss and Wendy 0’ Williams might have looked like if they had called themselves the Impotent Sea Snakes.
But when it was over I was slightly disappointed. Not only had the rain kept me from wearing my new A. Neel shoes but as I was beginning to regret my decision to start my no alcohol, cigarettes, sugar, layingonmyass, expensiveshoes resolution early, I remembered I was toxic free the first time I saw ISS when they opened for Iggy Pop. That was such a great show with ISS as the opener and Iggy being the second best act I had ever seen only behind the Sex Pistols with a close breather going to Nashville Pussy. I guess a band would have to turn it up a notch or two when opening for Iggy Pop. I was just hoping for something to make me go “oooo” like they did the first time around. But it turned out to be the same act as before except at three quarter speed and no Pink Lipstick!
I think everyone on earth should go see ISS just once before they flame away. But I doubt I’ll ever see them again unless they happen to be the openers for Iggy, Nashville Pussy, or even my new local favorite, The Unsatisfied … then I’ll be there. A couple of other bands played but I’m happy to say I have already forgotten them. While waiting outside for a taxi we saw ISS loading their equipment and getting ready to leave. They seemed pretty normal actually. The two bondage girls got in their little Toyota, waved, and drove away in the rain after a good night’s work. Remember that the next time you are sitting at a red light next to a little Toyota with two innocent looking Goth girls in it. Check out The Impotent Seasnakes in a town near you soon.
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