On paper, Skeletonwitch’s hyperactive thrash-revival metal might sound a bit familiar—rife with blast beats, nihilistically fierce guitar riffs, and gritty yelps. But live and on record (like their new Forever Abomination, released earlier this month on Prosthetic Records), their music is ferociously challenging, and they’ve been championed by no less than Pantera frontman Phil Anselmo and Glenn Danzig.
But the band isn’t all doom and gloom, evidenced by vocalist Chance Garnette’s fluffy-kitty-holding MySpace photos, the band’s merch table, and a fantastic Decibel Mag photo shoot entitled “The Cutest Kitties In Metal.” As Skeletonwitch plays Johnny Brenda’s Oct. 23, The A.V. Club asked guitarist (and feline enthusiast) Nate “Nate Feet Under” Garnette what’s with the cats.
The A.V. Club: What’s with the cats?
Nate Garnette: They’re so independent. You can go on tour for months at a time, come back, and they don’t give a shit that you've been gone. Dogs act all hurt. My brother [Chance] and I have had [cats] as long as I can remember. If you can get two kittens at the same time, it’s going to be the best year of your life, guaranteed.
Right now, I have three cats: Stanley, Eugene, and Tilly. Stanley’s a 17-pound orange longhaired. He’s very into getting petted, then biting you. He’s got a pretty good death-metal growl to him when you piss him off enough, and compounded by all that hair, he’s pretty mean. Eugene, we found in the driveway. He’s a little shy, but when he meows, it’s a short high-pitched wail, more like a raccoon than a cat. Very metal. Tilly’s extremely sweet, but will also just rear up and bite you, then lick you after. She’s metal because she’s angry, but she’s supposed to be.
AVC: What do you mean?
NG: Cats are as friendly and housebroken as they can be, but they’re still really primitive. They’ll kill for pleasure—because they think they’re supposed to. They don’t play by any rules, just like Metallica: “No rules but Metallica rules.”