Sokaris’ Top 10 Hilariously Awful Metal Bands

Sokaris’ Top 10 Hilariously Awful Metal Bands

24/09/12  ||  Sokaris

The Esquire Theatre in Cincinnati, Ohio has presented special showings of the cult musical The Rocky Horror Picture Show for
years. Every Saturday they would host a midnight screening and
devotees would show up in droves, dressed to the nines, ready to quote
the film, insert dialogue and do whatever the hell else those people do
when they group together and salivate at an overrated film. Recently,
however, Rocky Horror was placed in rotation with another movie.
Obviously the management at The Esquire expected a similar steady
turnout to risk potentially upsetting the reliable crowd that would turn
up to watch Tim Curry at his scenery-chewing finest. What movie was
this? Tommy Wiseau’s confounding contribution to cinema entitled
The Room. If you’re unfamiliar with this movie just go ahead and click that link, I’ll wait here.

Back? Okay, I promise this is going somewhere…

This movie is inarguably bad and falls on its face in its every
endeavor. However, its failures somehow manage to collapse in on
itself, inverting its ineptitude into some kind of entertainment black
hole. This flailing, dying wreckage of film instead becomes an
incomprehensibly enjoyable exhibition dedicated to Mr Wiseau’s finely
honed craft of fucking up. Why do we find entertainment in such places?
The Room should
do nothing more than offend and we should flush it like the turd it is.
But we don’t. We can’t. I’ll never even begin to understand how
fucked up this statement is, but if I were to value a movie solely based
on how much its entertained me, than this trainwreck is actually a
pretty significant work to me as a film fan.

This happens in music but it’s a little tougher to dig these
sorts of spectacular miseries up. There are a million shitty bands.
Soulless, mainstream trend-hoppers. Amateurish, naive wannabes. But
every once in awhile a diamond-shaped dookie in the rough shows up. A
crusty, glittery dropping of the Hilariously Awful.
Like a noble historian, I’ve carefully examined these artifacts trying
to understand them. I’ve cataloged them, gathered them together and
present my findings to you, unfortunate reader.

And because misery loves company I’ve gathered fellow staffers
Averatu and Pr0nogo to help me evaluate these beautiful wretches. The
following represent ten of the most simultaneously amusing and
abominable bands I could scrape from the worst parts of Youtube. They
are listed in no particular order, because, let’s face it, no one wins

No one fucking wins.


Sexy time begins now

Band: Damien Storm

Genre: Heavy/King Diamond with Cerebral Palsy Metal

Website: Damien Storm MySpace

Selected Suffering: Raven in the courtyard

I was prompted to look into the issue after hearing Damien
Storm, and it looks like the jury is still out, but I feel like this is
definitive evidence that inhaling helium really does cause permanent
damage to the brain. Damian Storm features a lot of the elements that
make King Diamond amazing (falsetto vocals, horror themes and frequent
soloing) in the same way that a dump I took features elements of a
wonderful dinner from the night before.

Sokaris: I’ll be honest, this might very well be a
legitimate joke. I keep thinking “this is too funny to be real… but
maybe it’s too funny to be faked…” Damian Storm is like the Tourette’s Guy of metal, except with more abrasive outbursts.

Pr0nogo: I have never had to listen to anything
this bad. Ever. I’m going to have to ask K for money if I have to do
this ever again. I want to put in earbuds to spare the other people in
the household, but I can’t bear listening to this as it is. I’ve stubbed
and reviewed some bad shit, but this is just… killing me. There’s not a
lot to write about, just as there’s not a lot to listen to. I might as
well shit in my hand, smear it all over my face, smear my face all over
my keyboard, and press post.

Averatu: This is classic balls in a vice vocals, as performed by red phallus face. This is by far the most coherent and structured project of the bunch.

Is he Quickeninging? “I know… I know jack shit! I am some asshole in a trenchcoat!”

Band: KeyDragon

Genre: Epic/Goth/Renaissance Fair/New Age White Trash Wiccan Metal


Selected Suffering: The dragon calls me (and asks me to stop)

Keydragon has been around since 1998 and have released 11 full
length albums thus far. And now I’m kind of sad. Anyway, in that
amount of time you’d think ANY band could
figure out what the fuck they were doing but you’d be wrong. These guys
haven’t even figured out how to use a keyboard stand. Keydragon wishes
they were cliche and trite but they can’t even pull off being generic.

Sokaris: Really I have no idea where to start with
these guys. The absolute dedication to failure is just staggering.
The band pictures are disarmingly goofy, the songs are hilariously
amateur in every aspect, their website is like some kind of archived
90s-tastic Angelfire-hosted digital dumpster, the album covers are just
abysmal in every way… KeyDragon is a failed sonic abortion and we’re all
a bunch of sick fucks for laughing at the pieces that fell out of the
scaly dragongina that birthed them.


I apologize for not being able to deliver an intelligent piece of criticism.

Averatu: The idea they pitched for this video went
something like this: Let’s stand in the blazing sun in our leather
jackets and look bored for 4 mins and 30 secs, there’s a storm water
drain near my place that looks like a forest if you squint your eyes.
That guy on the keyboard looks especially uncomfortable, as you say, he
doesn’t believe in no dang keyboard stands, he’s also the only one with
any concept of how bad it is. Someone get that chick an appointment with
a vocal coach, or at least someone who will convince her to shut the
fuck up, or to stop throwing the mic around like she’s strangling a
chicken. This is my favourite band of the bunch.

Key Dragon plays ‘The dragon calls me solar’. Averatu plays Demonlord of Ashmouth, sap all your manna, destroy your land and your will to live. Kablam, eat that!! (Nods to my ladylove for that one).


Band: Skull and Bones

Genre: Talk Radio/Green Screen Metal


Selected Suffering: Fake moon landing

“The band was formed in 2005, passed trough a solo time but now
it’s a band again.” Copied and pasted from one of the descriptions of
the 63 uploads to Skull and Bones’ Youtube channel. What else is there
to say?

Sokaris: Lord K gets credit for this. This is the band that prompted a review composed almost entirely of giggling.

Pr0nogo: Taking conspiracies to new heights, this
band is pretty sure that Daddy Longlegs are alien creatures and Ron Paul
is the best secret president of the United States of Israel. Ugh. The
sad thing is that they’re not kidding, and I think that’s true for all
of these bands. They’re all so serious about the horrible stuff they
make. It’s an eye-opener, really – because if these guys can’t even play
in tune, imagine what their personal hygiene is like. Hippies.

Averatu: Why am I reminded of Gary Numan? These guys are perfect for your bar mitzvah along with the kosher clown
and your unkle who drank too much whipsky hogging the microphone. As
long as they remember to tune their guitars before the gig that is. But
hurry, you have to book months in advance, because according to their
web-shite, the main man is a bit of a jet setter. At least this one has a
melody, pity the whole band plays the same melody, and the vocalist
sings the melody, repeatedly, without tuning guitars before hitting

Xerox ist krieg

Band: Black Pentecost

Genre: hiccup, errmm, huhh, ahhahahahohwow, ohhhh, agghh, UGH! UGH! EEEEWOO! EEEEHHH! AWWWHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!! cough, cough, ehh….

Website: Black Pentecost

Selected Suffering: A random part of the never-ending boredom that is their sole release

My old roommate used to like to live dangerously. He was one of
those “grab whatever looked interesting” folks and whenever we’d browse
the local metal Mecca that was Phil’s Music, he wasn’t shy about buying
blind. Occasionally it paid off; it’s actually how I discovered
Mirrorthrone and got more into Angel Dust. And on a very special
occasion he ended up with this. He popped the CD in and the sound that
flowed through the speakers was basically nothing but subtle noises,
random percussive parts and one-take grunts and screams. We just kept
waiting for this intro to end and the band to start playing. We waited
for a fucking hour.

Sokaris: “Wait, did the engineer just hit record? Fuck, we never wrote any songs or learned how to play any instruments!”

Pr0nogo: I can’t really say anything that isn’t
already said by the genre. It seems like a bad attempt at ambient
dark/black metal, or dilated suffering or some bullshit. A really,
really bad attempt. Eurgh.

Averatu: This sounds like a bad “Filth” era Swans ripoff. 90’s goth compilations usually had a few tracks resembling this.

The last thing fried roadkill sees.

Band: Complete

Genre: Creepy Uncle Rock

Website: Complete Webshop

Selected Suffering: Beautiful sunrises (evrywhaaahha!)

Complete are easily the most notorious band on this list. Their
incompetence appeals to all rock sadists and not just us metalheads that
like to laugh at other people’s misfortunes. Somehow a local TV crew
was convinced to shoot a multi-angle performance of Complete as well as
conduct an interview with the band. There’s a lesson in this, kids. Public access television will do anything to fill airtime.

Sokaris: This is why your mom tries to steer your
dad away from hanging out with his old jam buddies back from when he was
on so many drugs that they sounded like the next Zeppelin.

Pr0nogo: Jesus. When this guy was a little boy, he
lived in a fucking tree. Is he still alive? I really, really want to
find out if he’s won his Darwin award yet. Let’s face it, people;
Complete doesn’t have singing, or screaming, or even vocals at all. They
just have an inbred redneck devout Christian feller, yellin’ at his
telly because fewtbawl’s awn an’ his team dun wun da soopah bowell,
thanks to that byoo-tee-fell suhnrize.

Averatu: He he, creepy uncle rock. Ooogie loogie
band from loogie boogie land. I’m surprised nothing was thrown at the
stage, it was allowed to carry on for 4 minutes and 50 seconds. What about the children? Thems some good weed growing under that there porch, and some mighty fine hooch brewing in the bathtub.

The young and hip ’80’s-themed Golden Girls reboot wasn’t as successful as NBC had hoped.

Band: Thrash Queen

Genre: Thrash (minus the first “h”) Metal

Website: Thrash Queen biography

Selected Suffering: Vox of thrash

This one has a bit of a weird backstory. Basically Thrash Queen
was a horribly shitty band in the mid 80s that crapped out one album
and then had the decency to stop, subsequently packing it in. However
their label, Metal Enterprises Records, had other plans for Thrash Queen
For some reason it was decided to record another album without the
participation of the band and release it under their name. That’s about
the most exploitative and bastardly thing a record label could do but
no one gives a shit because it’s not exactly like a great legacy was

Sokaris: It sounds like she keeps saying “box of trash” and that would actually fit this song a lot better.

Screaming randomly is what I do best; I know talentless idiots when I
hear them.

Averatu: I’ve got nothing, this is so bad I can’t
think of a greater insult than actually producing this crap and
expecting people to like it. What deaf retard signed this band?

This is a good idea. A really good idea. We’re drunk.

Band: Overdeth

Genre: Mistaking Monty Python and the Holy Grail For a Historical Documentary Metal

Website: Live Overdeth Events

Selected Suffering: The hymns of King Arthur

Though you’d guess some kind of retro-thrash was at hand with a
name like Overdeth, what we are actually given is some dishwater
half-assed riffing to vocals that sound like someone doing an offensive
impression of a Swedish person.

Sokaris: I think Megakill would be a better band
name. Sometimes when Scandinavians take inspiration from something
British they make it awesome. Like black metal. This… not so much.

Pr0nogo: “Oh my god.” “I see a man!” “Outside
Camelot…” “Wow!” “Don’t despair!” “No more lies in Camelot!” “Enter
members!” “Did I say woman?”

The production on the instrumentation is too poor for me to pay
attention to them, especially with the bumbling Viking (think that fat
kid from How to Train Your Dragon) monologuing.

Averatu: Is that kermit the frog on vocals, I heard
he did metal in the 80’s. I like how the music stops almost completely
so we all can respectfully pay full attention to what kermit is saying.
Was that, a shrubbery? Of course he’s French, can’t you tell by his
ludicrous accent?


Band: Satanic Corpse

Genre: Blackened Scary Ex-Girlfriend Metal

Website: Satanic Corpse

Selected Suffering: Sanctum

You’ll have to go to the Satanic Corpse website to witness this as
it’s been “banned from the internet”. Think about that for a minute.

Belita Adair, the sole member of Satanic Corpse explains how the
project came to be and everything you need to know about the band:

Sokaris: Satan, nudity and metal. How do you mess
that up? On paper this is awesome, but in practice it’s pasty, mentally
unstable, grotesquely uneven and grating. Oh and I’m not going to
clarify whether “grotesquely uneven” refers to the nudity or the metal

Pr0nogo: Nudity, definitely. The metal is just
boring. The keyboardist looks like she’d be good at hair-flipping and
pretending to be skilled at sex. Other than that, this band has no
talent. Next.

Averatu: Thanx man, that possesion video is
actually a great Satanic Yoga routine first thing in the morning before
you get out of bed, some deep irregular breathing, hack some loogies,
great for joint mobility, I know of a few black-metal cows who would
benefit, besides for cutting down on the cheese cake.
What actually happened is they mistook a past-life regression as a
possession, and obviously she was a tortoise that died while stuck on
her back in her previous life.

Its not so much music as a soundtrack for some vain exhibitionist life drama gone wrong.

KISS + Alleyway sex offenders + gymnasts = Killer Fox

Band: Killer Fox

Genre: Super Cyber Samurai Snake Slaying Metal

Website: Killer Fox Live in Action

Selected Suffering: Running Blade

Remember Thrash Queen? Their label scraping together garbage
session performances and slapping a dissolved band’s moniker on the
front? I don’t care how much you try to forget, I fucken know you do.
Anyway, same case here. Metal Enterprises must have been distressed
that another one of their old bands wasn’t active anymore so they
allowed some drugged-out vagrants looking for a warm place to stay
access to instruments and a recording device. Oh but in this case, said
band wasn’t active anymore because two of the members died in a tragic
car accident. Classy, Metal Enterprises, real classy.

Sokaris: This sounds like the theme song to
simultaneously the best and worst 90’s era Saturday morning cartoon.
Like something for people that thought Samurai Pizza Cats was just too subtle and cryptic in its execution.

Pr0nogo: My mind after clicking the link: “album
called orgasm of death. album art is hilarious. oompa loompas as
vocalists. next.” Not much came after that, either. So much for being an
orgasm. I’m not really sure if this band is horrid or just… really,
really stupid. Both, I guess.

Averatu: WTF. it’s just random crap coming at you. For some reason I’m thinking of people sucking at hitting a target.

Fuhrer the love of god I just can Nazi what’s so great about this band.

Band: Aryan Terrorism

Genre: National Socialist/Angry/Confused/Bored/Inbred Black Metal

Website: Booking Information

Selected Suffering: Crush the lies (huh!)

Let’s be realistic, musically these guys are indeed lame as fuck
but they’re probably the closest thing to listenable on this list. The
hilarity comes in how serious they take themselves and their
regurgitated nonsense, attempting to express their Jewhate with
side-splitting Borat style broken English. Go build your white power
kingdom in Chernobyl you fucks. The band is somewhat known for having
the funniest lyrics in any song, the knee-slapping “Crush the lies”, a
song that’s kind enough to give you numerous suggestions for bands to
listen to besides Aryan Terrorism. Let’s read a few choice excerpts,
shall we?

Dimmu Borgir are fucking clowns, gays, venal bitches.

They all sell their asses for a gram of heroin.

Explode the bomb on their gig?

Clowns of cradle of shit are perverts

trading in their defects,

singing with castrated voices of their teenager’s problems.

This is a pornographic clownade burn them fucking alive?

The mother fucking Kovenant is beyond any hatred.

That homosexual bastard Nagash,

We should cut through his ass with a chainsaw.

What a painted mug?

these are the businessmen from Marduk.

panzer division Marduk?

Huh! Motherfuckers division Marduk!

Ihsahn – bald-headed freak from “mystic” Emperor.

Where were all your mystics sold out?

or has it been exchanged for Israel’s citizenship,

were the money all you want?

After them all goes Nergal from Behemoth with a big fucking
penis-horn on his forehead,so…he may put it into his asshole, it’s right

Sokaris: Ooh, ooh, ooh these look like fun!
They’re like haikus but they’re borderline incoherent and full of
bigotry and… hatred for clowns? Everybody, pick a band and give it a

I’ll start:

Suffocation, living Jew York City

Sellout for History Channel, money clowns

Move fingers on fast guitar, practice for being gay?

Large black drum man gives insecurities to my pants

Pr0nogo: Cattle Decapitation can’t decapitate me,

For I am Adolph Hitlers favorite grandson!

Having no balls is a disagreement to some

But for Me I accept it as I was once transgendered

Nipples on dogs better than nipples on humans

Especially when humans make Cattle Decap lattes

Finally they don’t even deathcore

Best genre other than us, by far!!!

Averatu: We hate Cannibal Corpse,

Because they glorify the mutilation and torture of woman

In order to make money

Every album has the theme

It’s like they’re pimping corpses

They can suck dead donkey boner

Sokaris: Too many letters at end of name, The Project Hate MCMXCIX

Hoo-ahh! More like Motherfucker Project Runway!

Use drum computer having and girl sing

Two bald men like testicles

Bleed new clownocalypse!

I’d like to thank Averatu and Pr0nogo for experiencing this pain
with me. They say that shared trauma brings people together. If
that’s the case, we’re all gay for each other now. And with that I’ll
leave you. You’re all welcome.

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