Black Ovarian Death March
Brought into this wasteland world, in a shanty-shit town known as San Angelo, from the womb of an amazing woman...Proctor, the Wasteland Warrior, emerges as friend to noise, and nemesis to ear drum. With sharp, callous and heinous drones along with prostate throbbing soundscapes, the world is Proctor's oyster. A rotting, smelly cyst of an oyster. Macabre and debauchery is what Proctor was born for. Orgasmic fumes surround the warrior, and an ectasy of tape manipulation break down the soul, BLACK OVARIAN DEATH MARCH! is the one true organic spiritual element that the human savage inside all of us is waiting to ravage. Capturing the zeitgeist of the darkest corner of the human soul, Proctor will sodomize you and your ailing broken heart, and mend it with his excrutiatingly exciting, vaginal pourage....
Tell me about your history? How did you get where you are now?
Evolved from a single-cellular organism...then mutated into a fetal ectoplasm. Cultivated in the incubator and habitat of the womb. Mechanically ejected from the abyss, while being strangled with the umbilical cord. Now, tiny child, tiny organism. Transformed from a moppet to a mutilated flesh consuming combatant that is Proctor.
I have released a few cd-r's, which are impossible to get. These consist of 2003's "The Atomic Bomb and the Word of God" (OUT OF PRINT). The year 2004 saw a creative calamity that resulted in a myriad of obscure releases. "DUNGEON KEEPER INFESTATION" and "THE YEARS OF YORE!" resulted from hybrid jam sessions involving S&M sex shows and anal beads. Also, in the year two-thousand and four, Proctor released "CONQUEROR!"(OUT OF PRINT) ...his post-apocalyptic sci-fi soundtrack opus, focused on the story of a wasteland warrior named NEXUS. After a brief hiatus from producing music, Proctor returned in 2005 with his twinge of brutal, insane noise, with the album A PACK OF WOLVES RIPPING FLESH (available on BLACK PROPAGANDA BARRAGE)...this album was completely different then anything he had produced in the past...prostate scalping drones...anal hemorrhage bass beats, and terrifying kibitzers of ear drum destruction. In June 2005, Proctor returns with the ultimate brutal noise release, DENNIS HOPPER, a projected 2xLP with a projected 40+ songs. This brutal cacophony is dedicated to the legendary artist/painter/filmmaker/actor Dennis Hopper, and is inspired completely by some of his previous works, films, and art. The dichotomy of the DENNIS HOPPER album can be simplified into two different arteries...one that is completely influental from Dennis Hooper himself...and two, the pathos that result from Dennis Hopper's works, as interpreted by Proctor himself. I have no made up my mind whether or not DENNIS HOPPER will be a 2xLP, but it will most certaintely be a horrid, ghastly, and heinous crime to deny your precious little eardrums the experience of DENNIS HOPPER.
Have you performed live in front of an audience? Any special memories?
Very rarely. I have played only one show to date, as programmer/vocalist for a band called RICHARD NIXON. I look forward to tour extensively when I have an operation on my legs.
Your musical influences
Dennis Hopper, Vincent Gallo, Wolf Eyes, Sissy Spacek, Dylan Nyoukis, Dead Machines, Cotton Museum, Double Leopards...Morgues, Hospitals, Sanitariums, and Children crossing crosswalks
What equipment do you use?
ECM-MS907 mic, 2-way cassette player, pirated internet software.
