Review by JoshB
I was 13 years old in 1986. Like most 13 year olds, I was desperately searching for identity. I played with my star wars toys for much too long (according to my parents) and suddenly I was struck with the desire for less childish things.
For a period of time, skating defined me. That wooden board with wheels granted me a freedom I had not yet experienced. And with the skating I adopted the skate lifestyle. I read Thrasher magazine, and I bought Vans shoes. And of course, I started to listen to skate music.
At the time, Thrasher was my bible, so when Thrasher talked about bands like Dead Kennedys, Suicidal Tendencies, Circle Jerks and the Misfits, you know I went right down to RRRecords and bought the tapes. I’d spend my days skating through downtown Lowell Massachusetts, hanging out with other skaters who were much better than me. It was the first time I ever felt accepted by a group, while at the same time feeling like an individual. I discovered so many things during this period of my life that still resonate with me today.
It was during that time that I was introduced to the Dead Kennedys, a punk band from California. My first DK tape was “Bedtime for Democracy”, which I played to death. It was the perfect skate soundtrack; full of aggression and sarcasm. It also marked the beginning of my political awareness because half of the songs were about something called “Reganomics”. I remember that the tape cover had what seemed like a million pages with things to read – lyrics, fake news items and the like. Sadly, the Dead Kennedys broke up due to a lawsuit shortly after that album was released. Over the years I enjoyed discovering their back catalog, but I was always bummed that DK was no more.
While the band had broken up, the lead singer Jello Biafra began a career doing spoken word. His sarcastic wit echoed my growing cynicism, so I followed that career as well. I got into the band LARD, which was a collaboration between MINISTRY and Jello Biafra, and I even dug when Jello teamed up with DOA.
Suffice to say, I am a Jello Biafra fan.
With that background out of the way, I bring you this review of the Jello Biafra Throbblehead from Aggronautix. While I hate bobbleheads as a rule, I make an exception for this line. See the Mojo Nixon release for the reasons why.
The box is a sturdy thick cardboard with great graphics on all sides. Where many companies simply repeat the same image over and over, each side has unique, individual art.
Inside, the figure rests between two slabs of Styrofoam.
If you read the Mojo Nixon review, that you will know what to expect of the quality of this figure. Like the previous release, it’s rough. However, considering the subject matter, I think it’s appropriate.
The sculpt is a decent likeness of Jello Biafra in his younger days, but I’m not so sure about the expression. He seems too happy here. However when viewed at a certain angle he gives off a sinister glare.
Jello Biafra Throbblehead comes at you from Aggronautix.com, and is available through their web store or wherever punk records are sold.
|Posted 18 January, 2012 - 09:15 by JoshB|