Turbonegro "The Reserection" (Bitzcore)
By Tim Den
Thursday. Jun 16, 1:54 AM
I GOT ERECTION, MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

Everybody pretty much knows the legend by now: Turbonegro, possibly the last dangerous rock band on earth, breaks up in ’98 due to vocalist Hank von Helvete’s (real name Hans Erik Husby) escalating heroine addiction. Over the next four years, as the Beast of Oslo sleeps, its followers grow by leaps and bounds. A tribute album is made, a post-mortem live album is released, and the demand for the return of Turbonegro grows deafening. As the band contemplated a reunification, one question was on everybody’s minds: was Hank going to be able to pull it together? Or would the train derail again, uglier than ever?

The Reserection is a flawless documentation of that road back, shot over the course of Hank’s reintroduction into normal society, the band’s first reunion rehearsals, and eventually its first three reunion shows at some of Europe’s biggest festivals. In non-dramatic, “these are ordinary lives” style of narration, the film chronicles the lives of Turbongero in such relatable, down-to-earth terms, that you forget that these are supposed to be men out of their minds. On record, Turbonegro are depraved, psychotic, perverse: a perspiring gland of filth and sin. But as people, they are as normal as you and me, and possibly more well-adjusted than your neighbors. They speak articulately, express their thoughts like mature adults, and are capable of reflection and introspection as if they’re philosophers. As you listen to the members dissect, discuss, and ultimately resolve their personal feelings and those of the band, you can’t help but think that these men are far too smart and “together” to be playing this kind of music. But I guess that’s another reason why Turbonegro are geniuses: just when you expect destructive lunatics, you find out they’re borderline professionals (keyboardist / guitarist / backup vocalist Pålpot Pamparius [real name Pål Bøttger Kjaernes] is even seen surrounded by Apple Power Books and high tech gadgets in one interview).

But don’t think that any of this prevents them from rocking harder than they used to. As the band obliterates three festival dates upon their reunion, sparks fly and genitals are smashed as literally thousands of people writhe in ecstasy to the likes of “The Midnight NAMBLA” and “Rendezvous With Anus.” The outpouring of genuine worship stuns even the band, as Hank at one point says – as he’s about to face 40,000 chanting fans – “I almost pissed my pants in sheer terror.” But if the band were truly suffering from stage fright, as exhibited on film before all three reunion shows, it doesn’t show onstage. They are fevered and blisteringly intense, talking nonsensical bullshit as usual between songs, and just overall cremating the audience. Fucking unreal. Not much matches up to the intro of “The Age of Pamparius” in a live setting, I’ll tell ya that right now. It gets the blood pumping and the mind a’ losin’.

The Reserection is one of the best rock doc flicks I’ve ever seen, not just for the badass tunes but for the level of vulnerability and intelligence on display. You will learn to love Turbonegro in a whole different way after this. Plus, you finally get to see that not ALL things Scandinavian (music, women, progressive government) are great: they make possibly the worst pizza in existence!
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