Messer Chups lyrics
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Artist's albums
Night Stripper
2023 · EP
Night Stripper
2022 · single
Visiting the Skeleton in the Closet
2022 · album
Dracula Hates Killer Icicles
2021 · EP
New Wave or Surf Wave
2021 · EP
Aloha Swamp
2021 · EP
Spook-O-Rama - The Best Of Messer Chups
2020 · compilation
Lost Tracks
2020 · album
Don't Say Cheese
2020 · album
Mondo Harp
2020 · album
Twin Peaks Twist EP
2019 · EP
Taste the Blood of Guitaracula
2018 · album
Spooky Hook
2016 · album
The Voice of Zombierella
2016 · album
The Incredible Crocotiger
2015 · album
Church of Reverb
2013 · album
Surf Riders from the Swamp Lagoon
2012 · album
Bermuda 66
2011 · album
Heretic Channel
2010 · album
Black Black Magic
2009 · album
Miss Libido
2009 · album
Vamp Babes Upgrade
2007 · album
Crazy Price
2005 · album
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Biography
The brainchild of Oleg Gitarkin/Guitaracula of St. Petersburg, Russia, Messer Chups was conceived in 1998 as a side project to his prime output Ein Messer Für Frau Müller. A guitarist extraordinare, he took his love of 50's rockabilly and 60's surf, wrapped it up in the sounds of the all-night inner-city grind-house and added the trashiest ingredient to the mix – himself. The Chups got into full swing with arrival of Zombierella – a bass player with the looks of a vintage pin-up model. The duo became the core of a band that, through various incarnations, would welcome many other talented collaborators. The group's albums never fail to amuse, oozing musical cocktails that range from the electronic exotica of the band's early work, Miss Libido and Crazy Price ( Ipecac), to the exotic surf of Hyena Safari and Zombie Shopping. The fact that they are the hottest band around is beside the point. Live they are simply beautiful: guitars drenched in reverb, snippets of horror movies and burlesque acts on the screen, bass and drums pumping a steady backbeat to their nocturnal emission...MC and their fans had their heads shrunk by late-night b-movies. Take any good old Dracula, throw in some Orgy of the Dead and Dance of the Damned, blend it with the surf beats of The Ventures and the like and you are not even close, but you are on your way. This is the sort of music you would expect to hear coming from a car abandoned in a graveyard at midnight during a real-life Twighlight Zone.