SLAYER S.A.
Don't worry, hellions. We'll get to the other Slayer momentarily. This, however, is Slayer from San Antonio, Texas' moment. I've never been entirely sure what's going on here. The only logical conclusion I can draw is that the classic EP cover pictured above is the band's photographic reproduction of "homage" to yet another Joseph Smith painting, this one also originally featured in Witches, first as the frontispiece inviting readers to push open that oaken door of mystery and again on page 65. One might wonder why Joe's work was so unabashedly stolen back then, but if you've ever had the pleasure of poring over his fantastic art it is almost more perplexing why even more bands haven't raided his creative legacy. He's just so damn good! Credit is finally given where credit is very clearly due:
DANZIG
This one is no secret but I'm still amazed and a bit bummed that this sacred icon of my youth came from such a profane source. Ok, most of my sacred icons came from profane sources but...CRYSTAR the Crystal Warrior???? I hope comic artist Michael Golden received some royalties. This grossly uncredited appropriation first appeared on Samhain's November Coming Fire but is most popularly remembered for its appearance on the debut Danzig gatefold LP. I can't believe I don't have this tattooed on my cock...
SLAYER
"Join us...Join Us...JOIN US!!!!" Say what you want about Slayer (or, better yet, please just stop saying, "SLAYER!") but Hell Awaits still rules. The chainsaw riffs shred your corpus callosum leaving you clapping like a one-handed conundrum, the brilliant poetry barely makes sense but somehow still pisses off your parents and Dave Lombardo sounds like he's hammering his way out of a coffin filled with wet skulls. The cover art is simply fucking awesome. So primitive and strange and absolutely at war with the rules of composition, negative space and God.
Where on Earth did cover artist Albert Cuellar come up with such an insane vision of hell? Do you really want to know? Can you accept the truth?
Whoa. It was lifted without much creative embellishment from the July 1977 issue of Heavy Metal magazine and the original artist was none other than French comix visionary Jean Giraud, otherwise known as Moebius. Let's take another look:
Damn.
What about that other demon that's tearing that dude's face up with his savage fucking claw?
Oh. Well, have you ever wondered what else those demons did to that hapless captor of sin?
Now you know.
SLAYER
(Part II)
Another great record from Slayer's best period. This vinyl picture disc still hangs on my wall, right above my drawing desk, and never fails to inspire and amuse. Somehow you felt like you already knew this precise scene from the moment you saw it staring back at you from the record store wall. Hmm. Perhaps that feeling of deja vu was not so mystical after all...
Artist Albert Cuellar very conservatively referenced the central image from this very early panel by the master of macabre himself, Berni Wrightson! This drawing originally appeared in an EC horror spoof called Ghastly Horror Comix in 1969 but it was reprinted and made more widely available in the 1980 Wrightson collection The Mutants. You can hardly blame Cuellar for ripping this off. It's a perfectly archetypal zombie and, in the spirit of fair play, Wrightson himself was aping the great comic artist Graham "Ghastly" Ingels when he drew this for an underground fanzine in the late 60's.
What about ol' Dave Lombardo back there shaking his drumsticks at the moon? Lifted from another Wrightson sketch circa 1970. This one was also reprinted in The Mutants, which is most likely where Cuellar discovered it since this drawing appears exactly opposite the above mentioned one-page strip. You can still score this book very cheap at decent used book stores and it's exciting to see Wrightson's evolution from an immensely talented young Frazetta disciple to a genuine icon in his own right just a few years later. While we're on the subject of Frazetta again...
MANILLA ROAD
My kids think this one is a bit of a stretch. Their argument- and they supported it with a pretty convincing google image search- is that this painting is just a by the numbers viking-at-the-helm-of-a-longship rendering. Generic but not strictly derivative. But I'm sticking to my guns. The palette and composition are just too close for coincidence. C'mon. Take a look at Frank Frazetta's gorgeous painting Cane on the Golden Sea and draw your own conclusion. Either way, my kids are still grounded.
AMEBIX
First of all, don't give me any snide commentary about how Amebix isn't "metal". Amebix is one of the few bands that masterfully transcends all narrow genres and limitations and if you can't accept that, fuck off and die! Now that we've cleared that up, I hope this image is no mystery to you, dear reader. It is not only one of the most instantly recognizable and bootlegged underground images of the past several decades but it is also the only image in our collection here that truly boasts occult genealogy. Amebix singer/bassist/blacksmith Rob Miller drew the early draft featured above back in the 80's and it soon became the unofficial mascot of the band. However, the original design was the creation of black magician and "automatic" art visionary Austin Osman Spare. My first encounter with this absolutely haunting painting was on the cover of Man, Myth & Magic- the illustrated encyclopedia of the supernatural- first released as slim pulp magazines and eventually assembled into a 24 volume hardbound set. A few years ago I had the opportunity to ask Rob Miller where he first discovered this image himself and what it meant to the band. He had this to say:
"We originally saw that in a fanzine in the late 70's and then came across it in the Witchcraft Museum at Bocastle. It is a powerful image that speaks to the unconscious. Austin Osman Spare had an interest in the Atavistic, which is very much where Amebix were coming from too."
The Power Remains.
ENGORGED
You didn't seriously think I was gonna let myself off the hook, did you? I drew this mess back in 1997 at the ripe age of 25 for my pals in Engorged. It turned out to be the lyric sheet art for their debut CD Death Metal Attack. I'm not ashamed of my roots, my references or my occasional blatant thievery. We've all gotta start somewhere...
These images are blurry because they were photographed through the glass frame but I still get a laugh out of this drawing. In case you were wondering- YES!- this clusterfuck of pop culture references is an intentional homage to
Sean Taggart's interior art for the debut
Carnivore LP. I spin
Carnivore almost every time I DJ and will go to my grave singing their barbaric praises. Pay close attention to the drum set. Apparently nothing is sacred:
Mocking black metal dudes in 1997 was the equivalent of beating up hippies back in 1985 (see Sean Taggart's drawing above). Hence this character who finds himself cursing God whilst caught in a mosh with his medieval weaponry. More importantly, pay attention to that fetishistically rendered Doc Marten boot. Total Taggart worship!