PPR is from Atlanta. They have been playing long enough to know better.
PPR formed in the summer of 2002 at "the farm," a cabin in the woods owned by bassist Brian Weinberg's family. Not much was actually farmed there except insanity, which requires no watering and minimal upkeep. It was in these isolated surroundings that the band wrote much of the material for their self-titled debut EP, a raw and brash record not without a certain green charm.
Following the exodus from and subsequent burning/destruction of the farm, PPR wrote and recorded Diarrhea, a 34-song blast, which is awesome but a little hard for some people to take. The band did a tour of the East Coast to support the album, as well as countless shows closer to home. Trying to follow up Diarrhea proved difficult, with the band recording two unreleased albums—one acoustic and one electric. Original drummer Alex Picca left Atlanta around this time and the drum chair was filled by Chris Costello. At this point Chris was playing with local band Dented, and Spencer was occupied playing with the local band Sovus Radio. Following the demise of both of these bands PPR regained focus, and recorded material for their next two albums at the world famous Milestone Club in Charlotte, NC. The music from this marathon recording/drinking session was divided into two parts, Crab, an instrumental surf EP, and Breakfast, a heavy and somewhat experimental album.
PPR has shared the stage with the likes of Melt Banana, the Murder Junkies, Earlimart, Peelander-Z, and countless other less famous bands. They are currently in the process of recording their next full-length and Reason Y Records debut, The Robot Destroyer: Part I. The ambitious twenty-three minute song suite is being recorded at Bel Air Studios in Athens, GA, by Jason Nesmith of Casper and the Cookies fame. The Robot Destroyer: Part I is slated to be released early this summer.
The Emotron is a one-man musical group influenced by Atom and his Package and GG Allin. He performs original material in a karaoke-esque style, using a Yamaha QY700 sequencer among other instruments.
When was the last time you found something really, truly offensive? If your answer included the words "Lady Gaga," fuck off and go read some nice CCM blog. Girl-on-girl kissing and re-enacting Tarantino movies with Beyonce is so inoffensive in this day and age, they got a friggin' sandwich spread to sponsor the video. Okay, how about that M.I.A. video? Meh. Too obvious to be offensive. Plus that super-gorey ending was actually kinda cool in a Gears of War kinda way.
My point is, it takes a lot to offend us these days. As a culture, we've been pretty thoroughly desensitized. Which is why when someone recently turned us on to this guy who calls himself The Emotron, we were blown away. I mean, this guy works overtime to be in-your-face, hide-the-children offensive. It's like if GG Allin and that yams-up-the-ass lady who got an NEA grant had a love child, then raised it on Atom and His Package, Jackass reruns and Pabst Blue Ribbon.
Musically, The Emotron (real name: Jason Kyle Knight) is basically just a one-man punk band whose weapon of choice is a cheesy '80s synthesizer. But the music is kinda secondary to the whole Emotron experience, although several of his songs, especially "Michael Jackson's Dead", are undeniably awesome. No, where The Big E really brings it is at his live shows, which typically feature some or all of the following: tying rubber bands around his head to mash his face into various gruesome configurations; nudity; vomiting (real and/or simulated); lighting his dick on fire; and stuffing objects into a flesh-colored leotard to make himself look like a disfigured circus freak. He also usually cusses a lot, covers himself and the audience is various mysterious powders and fluids, and sometimes does all this shit dressed up like a Texas trucker. Oh, and he drinks a lot. Okay, we'll say it: we have a huge man-crush on this guy.
Emotron's live show has definitely been a work in progress, and a lot of the older clips on YouTube don't really do him justice. You'll see what we mean. - WEIRDESTBANDINTHEWORLD.COM