Gore-spatteres GWAR now have a frontwoman among their new lead singers – and the band was able to promote from within their ranks, as Vulvatron has been a performer in the band for a while now. Her new role as a lead singer means a dual promotion – she’s going up in the ranks from monster to high priestess, too.
GWAR’s founder and longtime frontman Dave Brockie led the band as the vile “Oderus Urungus, until he died at age 50 earlier this year.
The music blog Wondering Sound broke the story about the new lineup:
Meet Vulvatron, a spiky purple Amazon whose massive (prosthetic) breasts occasionally shoot geysers of blood out onto her hapless audience. Vulvatron is not dancing, or breathing fire, or keeping the slaves in line (though one assumes she’ll be adept at all three). For the first time since the departure of dancer and backing singer Slymenstra Hymen (Danielle Stampe) in 2000, GWAR has a female member, and she’s out in front.
She’s one of GWAR’s new vocalists, joining vocalist Blothar (Mike Bishop) whose Beefcake the Mighty character was introduced in 1988. But Vulvatron, who made her debut at the band’s recent Riot Fest gig in Chicago, marks a shift in the way GWAR female personnel have been presented onstage. Before, GWAR women like Amazina, Temptress, and to an extent Slymenstra were relegated to bit parts. Vulvatron commanded a central role, stepping away from her mic only long enough to battle her monstrous bandmates or spray the audience with goo. She’s played by Kim Dylla, an accomplished clothing designer and musician in her own right, and her appointment as the new high priestess of GWAR is going to make some waves.
Jezebel points out what this means in a larger social context:
And gross and offensive as you likely find the group’s lyrics, shows and entire schtick (it’s certainly not my thing!), the move is noteworthy for the way it reflects bigger shifts in metal:
Representation matters, and now, all of a sudden, there’s a big, brash, bold new female personality on stage with a legendary band. Moreover, she’s just as gross and goofy as her male bandmates, whether she’s slaying dinosaurs or disemboweling Nazi skinheads onstage or drenching her minions with the aforementioned boob-blood (a move which, as a bit of trivia, references Slymenstra’s past crotch-spewing exploits).