Question Of The Week: Motorhead Is The Window To The Soul
To truly know a person, u must spend like a million hours closely observing, interacting, and mentally undressing him or her. But there are shortcuts; u can get a rough idea of someone’s spirit via a few simple questions. Y’know, like Which presidential candidate did u vote for? Or, What’s your dream job? What novel changed your life? How would u rate your experiences with buttsex? Can the amount of cocaine u have ever done fit in a wheelbarrow? That kinda simple inquiry reveals a lot!
But no litmus test is more telling than today’s MetalSucks Question Of The Week, a survey of our staff metalicians on today’s issues in metal.
Fearless. Controversial. Half-baked. We give it to you straight every Friday afternoon. Straight into a West Hollywood apartment crammed with gold records and Nazi stuff! Here’s this week’s question:
Inspired by a metal icon’s enduring awesomeness and our momentary fatigue for weighty topics, we asked our staff the following:
Say, what’s your favorite Motorhead jam?
Please don’t say “Don’t Let Daddy Kiss Me”! MS Staff’s expert answers below!
I enjoy the Motorhead that’s WWI-army-helmet heavy, but my favorite jam of theirs is lighter. In fact, I think “I’ll Be Your Sister” is the heaviest song the Beatles never wrote — like a lost b-side to “She Loves You” plus Marshall stacks and Hendrix’s pedals, or a cousin to their heavy late-era tracks “Helter Skelter” and “I Want You (She’s So Heavy),” natch. Like Ozzy Osbourne, Lemmy is not shy about his love of Livepool’s Finest. (I love ’em too, as duh I have a pulse and the standard number of ears.) And “I’ll Be Your Sister” rules because it brings together the awesomeness of The Beatles and Motorhead. If Immolation could do that with The Beach Boys, I’ll be just as sold.
“We Are The Road Crew” hands down. The more time I spend on tour, the harder this one hits, and that goes for almost every roadie, tech, merchandiser, driver, and band member out there busting asses and breaking backs for the love of the almighty riff — and if you’re lucky, rent money.
“…Another town I’ve left behind,
Another drink completely blind,
Another hotel I can’t find,
Another backstage pass for you,
Another tube of super glue,
Another border to get through,
I’m driving like a maniac,
Driving my way to hell and back,
Another room a case to pack,
We Are The Road Crew…”
The brothers — and sisters — of the road share the same load. See you somewhere along the highway.
“OVERKILL” It’s the most metal song in existence. Just listen to it! Even the rest of the album that shares its title can’t live up to that badassery. Elsewhere I call this condition “Overkill Syndrome,” because I’m a music writer and I can make up things like that. Oh and here’s a bit of advice: In the pit at a Motorhead gig, do not attempt to hand out flyers for your missing dog. I saw someone do this. I felt bad for him — losing your dog fucking sucks — but I could not stop rocking out to be any help. No one could!
“DOCTOR ROCK” Because it is an awesome song and anyone who doesn’t like it has no soul!
idk im not really into classic rock but i do know a lot of the guys at the construction site down the street across from the halfway house listen to this band a lot on the AM radios in there trucks i can ask them which song is good
lol It’s mindblowing to encounter a song that gives voice to a feeling in your ballz that u never discerned or acknowledged. So imagine the magnitude of my bonerquake upon my first encounter of the opening line in “I’m So Bad (Baby I Don’t Care)” from 1991’s 1916: “I make love to mountain lions!” It’s like my life snapped onto the rails right then and there, and soon across my walls it was spray-painted in hot pink splooge: “Overkill/Walk the line/Hit the lights/It’s lampshade time … I’m everything they say I am/I’m so bad, baby I don’t care!”
I don’t have a favorite Motorhead song. In fact I don’t really care about Motorhead much at all. They’ve always struck me as one of the least essential of the essential metal bands, more important for preserving an attitude than making great music. Perhaps that’s because I live in Los Angeles, where Lemmy’s omnipresence at the Rainbow Room and Jumbo’s Clown Room makes him easy to take for granted. It ain’t that I haven’t tried – I bought a ticket to see Motorhead play live at House of Blues, just to see if the live show would sway me. It didn’t.
So there u have it! Consider this an installment of Know Your MetalSucks Writer lol. Now let’s get to know u, dear MetalSucks reader! What Motorhead song is embedded in your DNA?