[UlvhedinGrom]

Bought a pirate tape of "October Rust" in '96, and it sounded as weird back then as it still does today to my ears... Never got into any other of their works.

[Humus]

Shameless self-promotion. I'm selling the Repulsion (pre type o negative) demotape on ebay:
http://www.ebay.com/itm/Repulsion-None-more-negative-1990-demo-tape-pre-type-o-negative-Peter-steele-/170981554627

[passetiermes]

Bloody Kisses here, although many great moments on later albums as well.
His Infernal Majesty (HIM's early mutation) played a halloween gig consisting solely of Type O Negative (and Danzig) covers in 95-ish(?). Shame that I can't remember much from it.
Ville Valo & friends also played a tribute gig to Mercyful Fate/King Diamond performing under the name The Pedersens. Heard about that one only much later though.
Here's that turd from that bioband trying to interview them;

[throneofmight]

[Superterrorizer]

Bloody Kisses!!!!! Kill all the white people, then we'll be freeeeeeeee!!

[Ragingwinter]

World Coming Down dosn't get enough love from fans.

Easily some of Type O's best, depraved, depressing tunes yet.

[Under Command]

Bloody Kisses, both versions, perfect album. Then Slow, Deep and Hard. Then probably Dead Again.

BTW, (didn't read the 4 pages), did you know that they used a drum machine from October Rust til Life is Killing Me ?

[euroboy]

Gareth (Victims) wrote about how he met Peter Rataichik


Now, mine and Pete's worlds are two very different places indeed. But for a few weeks in December 2007, our worlds came together. Speedhorn supported Pete and his band Carnivore on a European tour. Who didn't we play with really? Anyway...

We didn't exactly fit the bill musically on those shows, but from the very first moment we met Peter Steele, we knew it was going to be a fun tour.

We had driven to the first show in Essen, Germany in our trusty van Betty. We were stood around the venue in the car park, early on the day of the show, wondering when we'd get our first glimpse of the legendary Peter Steele. Jay was obsessed with the Playgirl spread he'd done and wanted to know if his dong really was that big. We'd only been standing there a couple of minutes when Pete comes slumbering out of their tour bus with another couple of people. They come walking towards us and we're thinking, “right, here we go, let's see what this is all about...”

Pete kinda comes charging at us with the other people hanging behind him. Fuck me, he was a big bastard! He stoops over a very small feeling Raging Speedhorn and asks us, “Who's the bass player?”. Our bass player, Little Dave, steps forward.

Pete then pulls out a bottle of Vodka from his big army jacket and thrusts it at Dave, “You want some breakfast?”. It's 10.30 am. We all crack up laughing. Dave takes the bottle from him and nervously takes a swig. Whilst he has his lips around the bottle Pete then says in the most matter of fact way, “I just had an AIDS test yesterday....positive.” By now we're all pissing ourselves laughing.

Another five minutes of banter ensues, about us being Limey bastards etc., and then just before he heads into the venue he tells Dave in a more serious manner, that if his equipment ever goes down whilst we're on stage playing, then just plug straight into his gear. He then tells the rest of us that we're welcome to anything from their rider. From that moment on, I had nothing but respect for Pete Steele.

So reading the news today that Pete had passed away from heart failure at the age of forty-eight was indeed a sad blow, if not an all together unexpected one.

Without a shadow of a doubt, I have never, in my life, witnessed any other human being drink as much as that man! On his rider, every day, he had at least three bottles of fine red wine, a bottle of single malt, a bottle of vodka and as many beers as you could wish for. And most days, he got through the fucking lot of it. He would have his wine with him, up front on stage, on a box next to his bass equipment , and he would be drinking it mid song. He had a big rubbish bin somewhere hidden at the back of the stage, that he could use to puke up in. And he never missed a note. He was an awesome bass player!

He treated us like sons on that tour. Weirdly enough, it seemed to me he treated some of his own band and crew like shit, but to us he was a true gent. And he had made the time honoured mistake of inviting us to whatever we wanted from his rider. But even we, on this occasion, had met our match. There was no way we could keep up with Pete.

Joking aside though, it was sad to see the state he was in sometimes. I became good friends with Carnivore's tour manager, Lotje, and she told me that he barely ate on tour. She would put food out for him each day, so he'd have something to eat on the tour bus when he woke. But each day he would stir at some point in the afternoon, get out bed, puke up and then start drinking. This one time, he told one of our guys, completely serious, that he drank to escape his own thoughts. And you believed him. He was an incredibally intelligent man, underneath all the nonsense. It's was sad to see a man of his stature battling with inner demons like that.

So, although I'm saddened by the news, I'm not surprised.

It's weird looking back now, that our paths crossed for a short space of time. And although the shows for our part, were rarely more than luke warm, we still had a really fun time on tour.

I have one memory of Pete Steele that will last with me forever. And it is this.

During the entirety of the tour, he would have this small, steel tool box with him. He carried it everywhere. One time in Copenhagen, we were sat in their dressing room partying with Pete and his booze, cracking up, when Pete stands and says he's going to have a shower. He picks up his tool box and takes it into the shower room with him, as if it's completely normal. The Speedhorn guys all stare at each other, and then burst out laughing. What the fuck has he got in that tool box. The mystery goes on for the entire tour. Pete's tool kit...we imagined no end of wild stories.

And then on a day right towards the end of the tour, we're sat around in a communal band room chatting away, Pete sitting silently on his own with his thoughts, off to the side, as he did so often, with his tool kit on his lap. He gets up and walks out for a moment, leaving his tool kit behind. “Right, this is our chance!”, we think. We shoot over to the tool box, open it up and look inside. It's contents...a neatly, plastic wrapped sandwich. And that was it. He's most likely been fucking with us the whole tour...

Pete, you were a gent and a scholar. Although your music never meant much to me, that tour will live with me forever.

R.I.P. Big Man.
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[Carlzilla]

Slow, Deep, and Hard and Origin of the Feces.

I just clicked one of those two since they're exactly the same to me.
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If you are a false don't marry! Girlfriend is ok but only destructing anus from behind!!! - Fat Dagon

And now we have fags complaining about other fags. A "fagoboros" if you will.

[Leichenbergen]

Bloody Kisses.

Jesus Christ looks like me...
JESUS CHRIST!
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[nekromaniak]

Has anyone picked up the Cargo reissues of "Bloody.." & "October.."? Shitty or good to go?

[N.]

I prefer CARNIVORE, but I do appreciate October Rust too! Even Pete Steele admitted in an interview that TON was about expressing his softer, more sensitive sides....uh so maybe that's why chicks like it? I'm drunk, what do I know...
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- E. M. Cioran

[wizzi]

Type O was the band that led me to "extreme" metal. when i first heard Bloody Kisses it was, at the time, the most haunting, dark music i'd ever heard. i had to find more with the same feeling and atmosphere so i began digging deeper and deeper.

luckily i managed to see them on the World Coming Down tour in a small alleyway in Shreveport, Louisiana. still to this day they are the loudest band i've ever seen. i was completely devastated the day Pete died. up until then i'd never been really affected by the death of an artist, but there was just something about Pete and TON's music that i always connected with. however cliche it might be, Pete's death was what finally motivated me to get the TON tattoo i'd always wanted.

[Brooklyn Bastard 666]

My personal order:

1. Slow, Deep and Hard
2. Bloody Kisses
3. World Coming Down
4. October Rust
5. Dead Again
6. Life Is Killing Me
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[Brooklyn Bastard 666]