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name of the band and your last name, as chance would have it, is Skold?
- Actually
the Swedish spelling has two dots over the o.
Oh, an umlaut. How cool.
- That's why we got rid of it. Too Motörhead.
A bit too heavy metal?
- I get into a bit of metal, but it gets a little tired. I think it's about
time someone did a Saxon tribute album.
Speaking of which, what is your musical background?
- Well, I spent a lot of time in a band called Shotgun Messiah...
No shit. What did you play?
- At first I was the bassist, then I was the singer...
Wait, the blonde guy. Tim Tim, with all the puffy blond hair and bracelets
and shit?
- Well, yeah.
Rock. I've got two CD's.
- Really? Which two?
The first one, with "Shout It Out" and the second one with,
um, the second one.
- So you didn't see the end?
No. What happened?
- See, I'd gotten my first keyboard sampler when I first came to America,
so I've been making an electronic racket for a long time. I was listening
to Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Zodiac Mindwarp, and obnoxious shit like that.
I never really had a chance to incorporate that in the band.
Shotgun Messiah had a bit by the end, didn't it?
- We had a few distorted vocals and odd sound bites every now and then,
but nothing to the extreme that I really wanted to take it. That didn't
happen 'til the final album.
What was the name, label, and year of the final album?
- It was the same label, Relativity, and that was the dilemma. The bassist
and the drummer were gone, it was just me and the guitar player (Harry
Cody) by 1993. We had the option to either taking a nice chunk of money
we were entitled to, and obligated to for producing another Shotgun Messiah
album, or... But we had to do it under the name Shotgun Messiah. That
name had been so twisted and distorted, we wanted nothing to do with it.
We told the label it was going to be a completely different-sounding album,
and they couldn't have cared less. So we took the money, an insane amount
of money actually, and made this really cool album 'Violent New Breed'.
The response we got was, "You guys only made this album to get dropped".
That album was a pretty far stretch from the early stuff?
- Not really. We were marketed under strict control of the label. They
were creating an image for us whether it was truthful or not. They wanted
to sell albums and marketed us accordingly. We were heavily into song
structure and rock melody, but I never felt an affiliation with Warrant,
Poison or the rest of those bands.
By 1993, Ministry and Nine Inch Nails were household names.
- Yeah, well, shit, don't ask me. I just make the albums. I don't try to
sell them. I don't even understand the concept.
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What have you been doing since 1993?
- After Shotgun Messiah came to a halt, the guitarist and I parted company
to see what else was out there. I wanted to see what I could do without
band and label pressure. I'd actually been doing it for a while, but I'd
never played it for anyone or shopped it around. I just did a bunch of
songs and put them on tape. I've always been interested in manipulating
electricity and sound.
The bio said you've also done some remixing for Prong, Drown, and Nature.
- I'm not really a big-name guy. I don't make a lot of money, but I'll
take the track and see what I can do with it. I listen to a really wide
variety of music, because if you break it down into components of sound,
there are some really great production talents doing some amazing things
in places where you might not expect. I like to combine some of the high-level,
extremely fine-tuned experimental sounds with the straight-out guitar-into-amp,
amp-into-mic, mic-onto-tape organic approach. I occasionally venture toward
early Skinny Puppy, and try to suppress my ambient tendencies as much
as possible; I'm a closet techno fan actually. But I'm primarily song-oriented.
I think it was 'Never Mind The Bollocks' that did it to me. I think ABBA
writes great songs. And now, technology being as cheap and accessible
as it is, you can pretty much record it in your bathroom.
It still comes down to the same thing it'll always come down to: can
you write a good song?
- Exactly. Now that everyone has the same presets, the same packaged loop
CD_ROMSs, whammo!, you too can play White Zombie songs. But you
don't have Rob's writing and voice. You still only have a fraction of
what you need. Production has no relevance by itself. You'll always need
songs.
Did your time in Shotgun Messiah help you write these songs, or did
it stunt your growth in any way?
- First of all, I wouldn't have been stateside. I also wouldn't have been
down and out for several years on the streets of Hollywood. I would have
had a nice little house with a nice picket fence and a happy wife somewhere
in the Swedish countryside. So no, I wouldn't have been able to write
those songs.
So what were your choices? Goat herding? Paper mill?
- Goats? You've been watching too many movies. I almost got stuck at the
Volvo production plant. Oh yeah, you've got some nice Volvos driving around
here with my initials carved into the cylinder. I used to split them too,
but that was more of a symbolic gesture than anything else. I still have
one muscle in my back, my Volvo muscle, that hurts really bad every time
I bend to pick something up. Yeah, it was hell basically.
You're in a situation with RCA where you can create the music and packaging
to your ideals?
- It's RCA, Elvis's label, for godssake! There are some people that are
pretty cool and all, but it's a record label - they all sold their souls
long ago. Evil, evil corporate shit, the same as any industry. I talk
to as many people with the broad backgrounds within music as possible,
and it's all the same fucking thing. I go backstage to a rave hoping to
find peace, love, drugs and happiness and I find the same backstabbing
industry crap. It's probably the same at a promotional event for Diet
Pepsi; it's the greed industry.
You just lost any potentional Pepsi Generation sponsorship, huh?
- There are only a few endorsements I'd do; guns, alcohol and chainsaws.That's
where I draw the line. No hot dogs, no soft drinks, no bullshit. Oops,
I'd do cigarettes too. I only forgot to mention them. Only the real, important
things in life.
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