Don’t Like It? You Got Nothing To Say!

Harrigan05Thanksgiving is a time when we pause and count our blessings among family and friends. Sadly, Thanksgiving is also the anniversary of the death of Billy Harrigan, the charismatic singer for Schenectady punk gods The Dronez.

Here’s an excerpt from what Greg said in his Times Union remembrance, eight years ago:

Harrigan was a true visionary. He knew that image was important in the world of rock ‘n’ roll, and he was the Capital Region’s King of Shock Rock. In his day, Harrigan out-Marilyn-Mansoned Marilyn Manson and out-Reznored Trent Reznor…The Dronez live shows are still the stuff of legend — both in the band’s original early-’80s incarnation and in their later ’92-’93 reunion shows. But more importantly, the Dronez always had the music and talent to back up their outrageous attitude.

And here’s a bit of what I wrote about my work with him in The New Shiny Things, two recordings from 1981 that were re-released a few years ago on Germany’s Anna Logue Records:

Although he was a local legend more for his stage antics, Billy was, hands down, the most talented vocalist and songwriter I’ve ever worked with. During improvisational jam sessions, he would open his mouth and lyrics would pour out, fully formed. This year, I listened to about 40 hours of Billy’s rehearsal tapes trying to find a third song for our Anna Logue Records reissue. What struck me most was Billy’s voice – his pitch, his range, his brilliant phrasing; even during marathon, beer-soaked rehearsals he never faltered.

I used to have a rather worn cassette tape of unreleased Dronez demos that I would use as an antidote to too much family time (I really do love my family, but three hours of biting my tongue and smiling sweetly can be a little….trying.) I vividly remember blasting those songs on the way home from more than one Thanksgiving dinner.

BillyHarrigan06So for you, today, an ample shot of punky metal to follow your Thanksgiving feast: We Are The Dronez.mp3 (snarf it up while you can, it won’t be here long.)

Come on, sing it with me:

“Billy got a job, decided to leave it.
Ernie got crazy, and he almost lost it.
Richard got sick, and puked all over it.
Russ got mad, and he almost destroyed it.
We are the Dronez, not puppets nor clones.
We are the Dronez. Don’t like it?
You got nothing to say!”

We miss you, Billy.

UPDATE: There are videos on Youtube.

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5 Responses to “Don’t Like It? You Got Nothing To Say!”

  1. martyn says:

    Billy was one talented motherfucker. I was more of an operation Pluto fan, but pretty much everything he touched was brilliant. The very idea of Sarah listening to 40 hours of tapes sets me drooling.

  2. martyn says:

    Did I say Operation Pluto? I meant Outpatients. That was a great band.

  3. Personally, right now I’d take the Outpatients or Operation Pluto. And let’s not forget the Spikey and Creep Show, either.

  4. Norman says:

    I really enjoyed the Spikey and Creep Show shows – they were something else. That band was not stingy with the rock, but Billy also injected a subtext (or was it the text?) that left me not knowing whether to laugh or laugh hard, at or with them or me.

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