This morning started like any other Monday morning. I sipped the last of my coffee before leaving for work, and quickly checked my Facebook feed. That’s when I saw a news article on the death of Gwar frontman, Dave Brockie, a.k.a. Oderus Urungus.
I, like so many others, went into shock.
I’m not going to lie and say that Gwar is my favorite band, but they are a part of my life.
Living up in Richmond, Virginia in the mid 1980’s, Gwar was a thing. An incredibly crazy, creative, and at times shocking, thing. I never saw them live in the early days, but there was a definite buzz going on about them and their show. Everybody knew who they were, even those of us that hadn’t seen them perform.
Years later, when living in California, I remember seeing them on MTV and being blown away. I saw what the hype was all about and it was pretty damn cool. It was also icing on the cake that they were from a city that I considered my “second home." I was thrilled that they and Richmond were on the map. It would still be many years until I saw them live.
Fast forward a couple dozen years to the Fall of 2013. I was about to have a milestone birthday and wanted to do something different. Something that I would remember. When I saw that Gwar was coming to The Norva on my birthday eve, November 2, I knew exactly what I wanted to do.
It was then that I got in touch with a local publication to see if they were interested in my shooting the show. They said yes. I went, shot, and had an incredible time. I left The Norva thinking that Dave and everyone involved with the show had given me an amazing birthday present, one that I would never forget.
It’s with a heavy heart that I give my sincerest condolences to Dave’s family, friends, bandmates and their fans.