Deep Fried Eagle

Since the late 80’s, I have always been a big Bongwater fan. They mainly consisted of the duo of Kramer (A talented musicianf Butthole Surfers, Shockabilly, and B.A.L.L. fame.) and Ann Magnuson (A mediocre actress, and the star of “Making Mr. Right” with John Malkovich, Anything But Love, etc). Their sometimes-drummer Dave Licht recently did the music for the show “Dexter”, which is pretty cool.

Anyway, their album “Double Bummer” is an unforgiving piece of psychedelic weirdness that I absolutely loved back in my acid-soaked days. It was heavy with weird samples that to this day, I am still discovering. One of the batches of samples that were very prominent were these ones with this little kid saying all these twisted and dark things. At the time I thought it sounded like Howie Mandel doing his baby voice (hey, that was fresh in the 80’s), but the things he was saying had weird ominous Christian overtones.

Their cover of Roky Erickson’s “You Don’t Love Me Yet” began with the sample “If you don’t get saved, you’re gonna go to hell! Aww, I shouldn’t have said that. Daddy got up and began chasing me around the room!” as this really beautiful song gained momentum. Another had this sample:
“Aww, I hurt so bad!”
Markie? Are you ready to see Jesus?”
That just freaked me right out.

Anyway, I never knew what those were from until about 3 years ago. I completely forgot about it until I broke out my old Bongwater CD’s this week and was reminded to dive in and look for some samples of the dude that did this voice. The voice is “Li’l Markie”.



Lil’ Markie is a character created by evangelical Christian Mark Fox. He sings the good word in a high-pitched voice that supposed to sound like what I assume to be a duck-child, but it’s just creepy. I gotta say, this is this most extreme thing I’ve ever heard as far as weirdo over-the-top Christian music goes. It’s essentially a full grown man with a munchkin voice, singing terrifying songs about drug use, abortion and being a fat kid that fill the listener with a profound sense of dread, horror, and disgust. The worst/best song is probably “Diary of an Unborn Fetus”, in which Markie sings from the point of view of an pre-aborted fetus. Listening to one of these songs is kind of like watching a train wreck, you want to look away but you just can’t. Listen at your own risk. Words can’t even begin to describe the freak show you will witness if you click that link.

The other one is an uplifting story of him being killed by his alcoholic father rightly entitled
“Story Of An Alcoholic Father… Something’s Happened To Daddy”

Now…if that wasn’t creepy enough. You should SEE the guy! He doesn’t even use a puppet, he just changes his voice into this THING! Hearing that terrifying voice coming from this yellow sweater, Wal-Mart pants and douche-mullet combo is the stuff of nightmares. I guess if I hadn’t been so haunted by the samples for the last 20 years, it would be funnier.



This guy actually exists, and it’s not a joke or tongue in cheek! This is the aural equivalent of a Jack Chick tract.

I love this world sometimes. It so interesting. Oh, by the way. I have the whole the album now. Whenever I want to feel completely uncomfortable, I’ll just pop on my copy of “Music To Serve The Lord By”