SOTD – My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult “Waiting for Mommie”

March 27th, 2009

Today’s SOTD is pure flashback. See, I realized the other day that I didn’t have nearly enough TKK on my computer. Every time I am riding around with MyTodd™ listening to his iPod I get all in a TKK mood, and then get home and have nothing to listen to. This is because I bought most of my TKK stuff when I was in full-on WaxTrax! mode, and living in Chicago — so it’s pretty much all vinyl. Which means I have their albums and their 12″s out the fuck, but none of them are digitized. (Yeah, that project is still pending, whatever.)

Anyway, I went over to Todd’s the other night and copied borrowed a bunch of his stuff. I am therefore in full-on retro mood at the moment, and Waiting for Mommie is my song of the day. It’s somewhat subversive-feeling to blast TKK as one gets ready to come to the most horrifically boring and conservative job in the universe, full of rednecks in camouflage caps and guys who think Larry the Cable Guy is the height of wit… and that’s OK, because I don’t think I’ve been feeling subversive enough lately. Must up the subversion factor in my life.

Anyway, I love me some of this song. Although I think I have some remixes somewhere that I love better than the straight-up original version. I guess it’s a sign of my heinous old age that this song still sounds fresh and new to me, though it’s almost 20 years old. (Confessions of a Knife was originally released 1990 when I was one year fresh out of high school. le sigh.)

What’s interesting is that I have been listening to a lot of Combichrist lately, and their just-released song “Spit” reminds me of this. Much harder, but the same vibe, the same feeling. Although what counts as over-the-top enough to be offensive 20 years after we all became inured to TKK makes me laugh. Riding around in my car listening to some girl scream “I hate whore moms! Stupid cunt!” makes me think my mom didn’t know how lucky she had it back in the day when she was aggravated with this demonic imagery stuff.

My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult —Waiting for Mommie (listen here)

(“Okay…we’re gonna have a good time with this dear!”)

well everyone is tellin me that you have been real naughty
running round, starting troubles, playing with somebody
now mommy thinks it time for you to learn a little lesson
and check out who you’re dealin with, and who you be a messin

slam it, jam it, who cares what you do
take it, and make it, i’m comin for you
slam it, jam it, ride it, don’t stop
move it, groove it, when mommy’s on top

Get your hard ass over here
Don’t even try and run
Get your hard ass over here
Time for lesson number one
slam it, jam it, who cares what you do
take it, and make it, i’m comin for you

slam it, jam it, ride it, don’t stop
move it, groove it, when mommy’s on top

(“That’s enough tantrum for one day, lie
down, mother thinks you ought to
sleep it off!”)

(“Okay…we’re gonna have a good time with this dear!”
“Okay…we’re gonna have a good time with this dear!”)

well everybody’s is tellin me that you have been real naughty
running round, starting troubles, playing with somebody
now mommy thinks it time for you to learn a little lesson
and check out who you’re dealin with, and who you be a messin

Get your hard ass over here
Don’t even try and run
Get your hard ass over here
Time for lesson number one

slam it, jam it, who cares what you do
take it, and make it, i’m comin for you
slam it, jam it, ride it, don’t stop
move it, groove it, when mommy’s on top