Roll Call: War (a.k.a. Sam Cuadra) of Apocalyptic Visions
Friday, November 21st, 2008
For today’s Roll Call we call out Sam Cuadra a.k.a War, the ghastly ogre who fronts “the angriest band in America,” Apocalyptic Visions.
Who are you?
I am one of the four unspeakable names from the angriest band in America: Apocalyptic Visions. We are known by the deaths we bring. I am War. My brothers are Famine, Pestilence, and Plague.
Describe yourself in three words.
Bad Mamma Jamma.
Who — dead or alive — would most you like to meet?
Bender Bending Rodriguez. When I first heard him say “Kill All Humans” I thought gee, this guy really gets me.
Who would you most like to slap in the face?
The Tar Baby. Not Joel Chandler Harris’s character, there is someone in my life I call the Tar Baby.
What song do you wish you had written?
The “Theme From Hatari” by Henry Mancini.
Elvis Costello or Elvis Presley?
Oh fuck, Elvis Presley for sure. At least the dead cannot continue to torment with their insufferable noise.
LP, CD or MP3?
You really can’t beat the authentic sound of funeral mourners in person. No recording can capture the experience of getting down to the cemetery yourself. For added fidelity I like to poke the bereaved with a stick.
If you could start one trend, what would it be?
The enslavement of mankind.
If you could end one trend, what would it be?
Reality telivision.
With whom would you most like to play a game of spin the bottle?
Tiffany Pollard, a.k.a. New York. While she was busy staring at that bottle I’d konk her on the head. A few weeks chained to the drain under my sink ought to soften her up enough to make a good wife. A Wife For War.
Apocalyptic Visions plays a CD release party at the East Atlanta Icehouse tonight, Fri., Nov. 21. w/ Chopper, Burden of Vision and Son of Tonatiuh. 8:30 p.m. $6.
(Photo courtesy of Apocalyptic Visions)
