Almost exactly four
years ago, on November 25, 2010, Peter Christopherson (aka Sleazy) passed away
in his sleep. I
was distraught enough to write this memorial, which primarily explained
Sleazy’s greatness – he was a key member of Coil and Throbbing Gristle, as well
as an accomplished artist, designer, and director – and Coil’s enormous impact
on my life. When Sleazy died, he survived his partner in music, life, and love,
Geoffrey Burton aka John Balance, by six years. Today is the tenth anniversary
of John’s death and – though I never had the opportunity to meet either of them
personally – I’m just as affected as the first time I heard the news.
John was a few
years younger than Sleazy, and the two met when he was just 18 thanks to his
love for Throbbing Gristle. They began an affair that would last until the late
‘90s and they officially brought Coil to life in 1982. Coil was one of the
first openly gay bands in Britain (if not the world) and one of the first to
cover gay themes. Through their close friendships with other musicians, John
was also a member of or collaborator with Current 93, Death in June, Nurse with
Wound, Psychic TV, and others. He brought so much to Coil and other musical
projects, primarily his fascination of ritual and chaos magic (he had an
impressive occult library, including a number of original Aleister Crowley
volumes), his experiments in expanding consciousness, and his beautiful, rich,
and moving vocals.
Diagnosed with
schizophrenia as a child, drug and alcohol abuse plagued much of his later life.
He went to rehab around 1998 and was clean for a few years, presumably until
Coil began touring in 2000 (they were a studio-only band before this). John’s death, just four years after they began
touring and one of their most productive recording periods, he fell to his
death in an alcohol related accident.
I’ve heard a lot of
things about John from friends, other admirers, and distant acquaintances. By
all accounts, he was contradictory: loving, but shy and distant, incredibly
creative, intelligent, and well-read, but also crushingly self-destructive.
Whatever he was lives on through his interviews and through Coil. In my teenage
years, I was a little bit in love with him, or maybe I just idolized him. I
always had trouble introducing friends to his and Peter’s music; you either
already liked Coil, or you didn’t. The best I can offer, ten years later and in
tribute, is a potential introduction.
Here
is the playlist, which was nearly impossible to put together. I tried to
keep it to around two hours with a mix of singles and more obscure songs. I
hope this is your gateway drug and that when you fall, you fall hard.
Coil Playlist:
1. Ubu Noir (Scatology)
2. Tenderness of
the Wolves (Scatology)
3. Tainted Love (Scatology)
4. The Anal
Staircase (Horse Rotorvator)
5. Slur (Horse
Rotorvator)
6. Circles of Mania
(Horse Rotorvator)
7. Blood from the
Air (Horse Rotorvator)
8. Windowpane (Love’s Secret Domain)
8. Windowpane (Love’s Secret Domain)
9. Titan Arch (Love’s
Secret Domain)
10. Chaostrophy (Love’s
Secret Domain)
11. Love’s Secret
Domain (Love’s Secret Domain)
12. Bee Stings (Solstice
and Equinox Singles)
13. Rosa Decidua (Solstice
and Equinox Singles)
14. Are You
Shivering? (Musick to Play in the Dark Vol. 1)
15. The Dreamer is
Still Asleep (Musick to Play in the Dark Vol. 1)
16. Ether (Musick
to Play in the Dark Vol. 2)
17. Sex with Sun Ra
(Part One – Saturnalia) (Black Antlers)
18. Fire of the
Mind (The Ape of Naples)
19. Tattooed Man (The
Ape of Naples)
20. Going Up (from
their final live performance in Dublin, 2004)
On I final note, I
didn’t upload any of these songs, I just arranged them in a playlist, but I’m eternally
grateful to those people who have – the entire official Coil discography is
available on Youtube, as well as much more. There were a few individual tracks
I couldn’t find but wanted to include, such as “Home to Sewage,” “Here to Here (Double
Headed Secret),” or the “The Hellbound Heart”, which you can find on Unnatural History I or
Unnatural History II.
And if I didn’t include some albums, it’s because many of the later works, such
as the excellent The
Remote Viewer or …And
the Ambulance Died in His Arms, function better as a single, unified
work.
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