Track Of The Day: Gods Of Kansas
Our very own Sleazegrinder weighs in with today’s Track of the Day from Gods of Kansas!
Rocklahoma, the curiously successful cock-rock mega-festival that takes place in a giant, blazing hot field in Oklahoma every summer, has not only revived the careers of many presumed-dead 80’s rockers over the past several years, but it has also been responsible for setting a whole new wave of retro-fitted flash metal bands on their various paths to glory. Bands like Vains of Jenna, Gypsy Pistoleros, and today’s TOTD subjects, the Gods of Kansas. These brave souls play the festival’s smaller, sweatier stages at ungodly hours, usually in the baking sunshine, usually to largely indifferent crowds. But for every snoozing drunkard, there’s a kid with a wild gleam in his eye, and so the legend grows, one rocked face at a time. GOK slayed ‘em at the Fest last year, and now? Now the whole country, and perhaps soon the world, is feeling the wrath of their mighty steel.
So who are these Gods? Well, they’re not Kansans. GOK is from Kalamazoo, Michigan, hone of awesome 80’s alt-metal champs Medieval, indie-rock buzz-band The Verve Pipe, and…well, these fuckers. GOK’s been around since the mid 00’s. They released their first self-titled full-length in 2006, and built a fearsome reputation as crowd-destroyers opening up for many of their 80’s rock star heroes: WASP, Bang Tango, LA Guns, you name it. Their second album, Ride the Dragon, was released on Blastzone records in the summer of 2008. They celebrated by hitting the road, culminating with a Rocklahoma appearance amidst disastrously wild weather. And so, the mission continues.
I caught up with GOK guitarist Chris Youngs, who filled me in on what was and what shall be.
So, who’d you have to kill in Kansas to get that name?
Dude, we had to kill ‘em all. They just grew back, though. And now they’re fans.
Please, your top 5 memories of Rocklahoma. Or your Bottom 5, whichever works better.
Top five: Meeting so many new fans. Southern women. Playing a rockin’ festival with so many great bands. Debauchery for five days straight. Oh, and southern women.
Bottom five: Having our stage and the entire festival hit and almost ended by a very bad storm. The heat coming out of the ground. Having heat exhaustion two hours before we had to hit the stage. The drive. And not playing this year. We were supposed to be touring in LA, but it got cancelled. So that sucked.
In getting laid terms, will Gods of Kansas help or hinder the cause?
Dude, we are the Red Cross of getting laid.
What’s the worst thing any of you guys have either ate or drank, accidentally or on purpose?
Burgers are big as our hears after a show in Shreveport, Louisiana. We all felt like hell the next day.
Have you ever broken anything on stage? Equipment, bones, whatever.
Other than bumps or bruises, there’s been no major physical injuries, although our front-man, my brother REO, accidentally did a flip in Chicago and landed on his feet off the stage. Equipment? We’ve pretty much broken it all.
Do you have any stalkers?
Definitely. Usually good ol’ rocker girls who can’t leave a good thing alone.
Got any obscure faves you want to mention?
Sweet FA, Circus of Power, Master of Reality.
So, what’s next for you guys? Major label? Winger tour? What?
We actually avoided major labels for awhile, but the way the economy is, you have to be Motley Crue to get a decent guarantee from venues now. A major label, if done right, is definitely an option. A Winger tour would be cool, too. We met those guys when we played with them last year. They’re great guys, and Reb Beach shreds. As far as plans go, we may be going to Japan and Europe, as well. The sky’s the limit. Or maybe money is. Whichever stops us first.
Ok, so now you get the general picture. On to the rock. Here, courtesy of the band, is the awesomely title Rat City Hooker from Ride the Dragon.
I encourage you to download, enjoy, and then saunter over to their Myspace page, where you can buy their albums, watch some videos, and, you know, rock out.