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The highway: you know, that striped concrete abomination between roadkill and chugged beer bottles, leading from the middle of nowhere to everywhere. Well, The Cooters are on it. They're on it more than other bands because they're from Mississippi, where rock and roll begins and ends. They're not from California, not New York City, not even Nashville, but from Mississippi, where you have to drive to make ends meet. These boys are used to drivin' long hours and workin real hard to get their music to the people.
The Cooters run the gamut of rock and roll styles; playing everything from punk to metal, making pit stops at all points in between.
They've got your standard rock trio format (Raw on guitars and vocals, Neuter on bass and vocals, and Judas on drums and vocals), but there's not a damn thing else standard about 'em.
The Cooters make music like it's meant to be heard: loud and proud with blood and sweat to burn.
They've been tearin' up the South, the Midwest, and the East Coast for over ten years now, letting the musical fads come and go, while stickin' to their metal guns and holdin' fast to their punk roots. They've got legions of fans to show for it and they're always up for makin' new ones. The Cooters will be comin' to see you real soon...
John Sinclair's Gospel on The Cooters
The Cooters have been a pain in the ass for the nervous authorities who rule the little college town of Oxford, Mississippi since the release of their first recording, a 7" disc on the Assault With Intent To Free label with "Crusty (The South Shall Burn Again!)" on one side and "I Don't Know!" on the flip, in 1994.
The single was sleeved with a striking photograph of a hooded youth apparently preparing to hurl a Molotov cocktail at the county courthouse on the town square, an image that struck fear in the hearts and bowels of the local establishment.
But the Cooters were already known to the forces of law and order from their weekly series of wild parties at the infamous Cooter Family Estate on Highway 334 in Lafayette County the previous year. By their final show on the last night of 1993, the cops had already been busting up every single party.
The Cooters moved their headquarters to a place near Abbeville, Mississippi known as "The Funny Farm" and began to formulate their ferocious songs of world domination from there. For the next ten years they have ravaged Mississippi and the South, touring with abandon and causing trouble nearly everywhere they go.
The Cooters first hooked up with their brother Bomber (Brad Boatright, who went on to form FROM ASHES RISE) in 1995-96 and cut the sides that were released on their first CD, Invasion of The Cooters, then teamed with a strange preacher called Reverend Eloy Alfaro who delivered fiery sermons on the virtues of chaos and psychotic anarchy until the day he was snatched up and shipped back to the schizophrenia clinic in Detroit from which he had apparently escaped.
Left to their own devious devices since 1997,The Cooters have kept hammering away at the hostile world around them, wreaking havoc on an endless string of audiences and leaving behind evidence like their exceptional 2002 compact disc for T-Bones Records, "The Moon Will Rise Again," recorded by Rick Clark at Ardent Studios in Memphis.
Now The Cooters are back on disc again with their new album "Punk Metal" on Profane Existence, produced with current co-conspirator Tom Queyja ( also of MARIA Y EL SOL, NEW MADRID CLICK, and WOBITTY,) and including music from sessions made with metal guitar madman Max Hipp (also of KILL THE EGO, MORPHIST, and KINCAIN). Except for Tait Graves' "Society Sets The Stereotype," sung by Raw Cooter, and Max Hipp's words for "Woo Lord!" (sung by Tomas Chaos), all the lyrics were composed by Newt Cooter and the music created in collaboration by Newt, Raw and Judas Cooter.
Newt gets most of the lead vocals, raging and clawing at his listeners and riding the pounding rhythms thrown up behind him by the band. Mercy is simply not in the picture, and from the first cut to the last it's just like the Cooters say: "We make music like it's meant to be heard.. there's no way to stop them now.
- John Sinclair
(former manager of the MC5)
Detroit, Michigan, August 3, 2004
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