Ray Cappo, Porcell & GG Allin
I’ve been looking around for that picture for years. Yeah the show was a the Kat Klub, which was a pretty upscale rock club back then, I couldn’t believe GG Allin played there. Mykel Board who wrote for MRR got me and Ray in, we were kindasorta friends with him since he was a big time record collector too. We had never heard of GG before this and the only thing Mykel told us was “You have to check this guy out, he’s like the east coast Darby Crash!”
We got there and were hanging out backstage when what I thought was a homeless person wanders in (GG of course). First thing I noticed was his horrible jailhouse tattoos, like the one that said “Fuck You” with the makeshift middle finger, I couldn’t freakin’ believe it. He was swigging a bottle of Jack Daniels and asked us if we wanted any (like I really would’ve drank outta the same bottle as a guy with a “Life Sucks Scum Fuck” tattoo anyway). I said no thanks and he goes “What are you guys fuckin’ straight edge or something?” If he only knew.
His “manager” (I think it was his brother) kept feeding him Ex Lax, I was so naive that I actually thought he had constipation or something. GG kept telling him “I gotta shit so bad!” The manager guy kept replying “hold it in, you’re almost on!” I was thoroughly confused.
It was a weird crowd, not really punk, more of like a mix of new wave-types and east village artists. I don’t think any of them, including me, knew what was going to happen next. GG hits the stage in nothing but a jockstrap and the first thing he does is turn his butt to the crowd and take a very liquid crap. The smell was unbearable.
Then the music kicks in. Then GG picks up the crap with his hands and starts throwing it on the crowd. People are diving under tables in utter shock! Then GG breaks a bottle onstage and starts rolling around in the broken glass, covering himself in blood and his own feces. A photographer rushes up front to get pictures and GG kicks the guy’s camera into his face, blood flying everywhere.
Unbelievably so, GG managed to play about 3 more songs before they pulled the plug on him. Highlights included GG smashing the mic into his face about 100 times as hard as he could, totally pulverizing himself. GG carving into himself with a broken bottle. More blood, more poop and piss, the crowd starts fighting back and GG fending them off with his own bodily wastes. Then there’s a really floppy-minded girl in the crowd flashing her boobs at him and GG jumps off the stage and starts trying to rape her. Finally the power goes off and GG makes a run for it before security can catch him.
Amidst the chaos, me and Ray met up with Mykel Board backstage, who had this huge grin on his face. “Awesome, huh?” he says. I was like “Dude, that was the sickest, most wrong thing I’ve ever seen, fuck GG Allin!” which sent Mykel into fits of laughter. Suddenly, GG bursts out of a closet where he was hiding and starts running towards us screaming “Mykel, you have to help me, the cops are after me!” Mind you, the guy is covered in blood and his own shit. All 3 of us made a run for it out the back door as fast as we could, leaving GG screaming “Mykel, I thought you were my friend!”
There actually is another picture of me, Ray and GG floating around where GG has his pecker out. For some reason it was hanging on the wall backstage at Gilman St. I tried to rip it down once and take it but Tim Yohannon yelled at me and called me a “Nazi Jock”. Classic.
And yes that is the first Cro-Mags shirt design ever and the only sweatshirt that existed. I got it from Harley when I first moved to the city.