Flesheaters – A Minute To Pray A Second To Die (Slash) 1982. One of my all-time favorite bands, The Flesh Eaters have never gotten the respect they deserve. Part of the problem is that they are unclassifiable. They’ve been referred to as goth…they are not. They can’t be considered strictly a punk band because they are too experimental. People don’t know what box to put them in…so it’s easier for many to just disregard them.
To even refer to The Flesh Eaters as a group is a bit misleading. They are instead a loose collective of musicians backing the twisted poetry and vocals of Chris (D.) Desjardins. In essence, The Flesh Eaters are Chris D’s vision.
Named after an amazingly cool B-Movie from the 1960′s that was edited by then-unknown pornographer Radley Metzger involving a Flesh Eating monster that preys on a shipwrecked yacht, The Flesh Eaters have been churning out music since 1978. To many people, including myself, A Minute To Pray A Second To Die represents thier creative peak. It is a nasty, hairy fuckin’ beast of an album.
A Minute To Pray is a combination of Beefheartian conventions (xylophone, sax, weird time signatures), combined with Beat Noir Horror poetry and punk swagger and drive. The band Chris D. assembled on this is nothing short of amazing….Dave Alvin (Blasters), John Doe (X), Steve Berlin (Los Lobos, Blasters), DJ Bonebrake (X), and Bill Bateman (Blasters). This is roots-rock in the truest sense. Not some watered down, nostalgic-for-something-that-never-existed bullshit. Like Chris D says….
“Cock the gun, pull the trigger, what you get is one dead singer….”