Pure Jello
by Carly Carioli
The latest from Lard -- former Dead Kennedys singer Jello Biafra's occasional
collaboration with Ministry's Al Jourgensen, Paul Barker, and William Rieflin
-- is a return to top form for all involved. Lately Ministry have sounded like
predictable thrash sludge, but on Pure Chewing Satisfaction (Alternative
Tentacles) they've rediscovered their crisp cybersmith edginess, hammering out
The Mind Is a Terrible Thing To Taste-era metal machine music for the
masses -- trashcan beats pacing stiff, programmed guitar riffs somewhere
between Kill 'em All-vintage Metallica and bit-mapped transcriptions of
the Stooges. Keyboard-generated swirls, samples, and echoes make a few cameos,
but the overall effect is stripped-down industro-metal.
Jello plays the human foil, the yippie/punk rascal whose nasal sneer and
cartoon vibrato still owe a debt to Johnny Rotten (he even appropriates the "We
mean it, man" line from "God Save the Queen" to self-effacing effect on
Pure's "Peeling Back the Foreskin of Liberty"). He's always been at his
best when, in surveying the carnival of absurdity that lurks in the shadow of
the American dream, he pinpoints the moment in which folly becomes outrage. "I
Wanna Be a Drug-Sniffing Dog" is a textbook example as raucously funny and
stinging as the old DKs material. "I wanna be a drug-sniffing dog/So I can
snort coke all night long/Bite my master when it suits me/Get off on diminished
capacity," he yammers. Next come customs agents masturbating to confiscated
panties, San Francisco cops purloining cars in trumped-up drug raids, and a
brilliantly brutal swipe at religious fundamentalists: "I wanna join the
Christian Coalition, so I can molest my children/None suspect me 'cause I've
been saved, 'til my stepdaughter drowns her kids in a lake."
Occasionally Biafra gets bogged down in (albeit clever) sloganeering -- "Faith
Hope and Treachery," "War Pimp Renaissance." But "Generation Execute" -- a
parable about hypocritical sex-and-violence attitudes in which capital
punishment becomes TV's new game-show ratings booster -- proves he's still the
pre-eminent countercultural voice in underground rock.
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