DEVIL'S ISLAND featuring Minneriket
Welcome to this weeks edition of Devil's Island! Every week we maroon a band or artist on the island and see what they get up to, how they cope with being all alone on a small island in the middle of the ocean. It's not your average desert island and we'll see just how each person copes with the extreme conditions.
This week when we arrived at Devil's Island we find Minneriket sat on the beach. The island is far from their home, so how did they end up here and how did they cope with life on Devil's Island?
Find out now...
Welcome to The Razors'e Edge and our somewhat lovely, warm desert island. Don't worry about it's name I'm sure it's not as bad as that would suggest.
You're marooned here on this island, but before you ended up shipwrecked you chose one album that you couldn't live without. Which album did you each chose and why?
Just one album? That’s a rough choice! Might depend on the scenery of this island. If it’s bleak, wooden, barren, a jungle, beach-y… Does it get dark at night? Is it cold or warm? All of this would have to factor in before deciding on a soundtrack. Since I’m completely blank, and would probably be in a mindset where I’d first enjoy the solitude and then later on go a little crazy, let’s go with “Monotheist”by Celtic Frost. It has a little of everything.
Just behind that palm tree is a shack for each of you to stay in, with enough space for you to put up a poster on the wall of one album cover. What album cover do you each chose?
Hm.. how long will I stay here? Do I want art, entertainment, something that reminds me of good memories, or just something that goes with the visual aesthetic of the shack? Let’s go a little unorthodox here and really set the mood: A poster of “X-Factor” by Iron Maiden. That’s cosy.
There's also a bar on this here island. But alas each of you only get to choose one drink for the entirety of your stay. What's your tipple of choice?
Water. Pure water. Preferably originally from a mountain stream.
Your suitcases were lost when your ship sank, but you each managed to salvage one item of band merch. What’s the merch and for what band?
Fuck that, I’m saving my own merch. If I’m to be stranded I’ll be wearing a Minneriket shirt until the day I die. Wrap my corpse in my own flag, so to speak.
You’re sat on the island thinking “I’m stuck here on this island with my bandmates for eternity”… who would you rather have been shipwrecked with?
Well, since Minneriket is a one-man band I’d be completely alone. Which would be fine for a while, I always take a few weeks in complete solitude in the mountains every year. But for eternity? Probably someone knowledgeable and entertaining. One that has survival skills, but also appreciates alone time. You never said it had to be a real person, right? I’ll have to say either Batman or Lara Croft. I’m sure either of those would be a good resource for the situation.
There's a walkman in your pocket, on the tape inside is the recording of the one live show that stands out for you. It could be any show, from any band, anywhere in the world. What show is on that walkman?
I think the live album I’ve listened to more than any is the “Rock in Rio” DVD by Iron Maiden. So probably that for nostalgic reasons. But if you’re thinking it should be a concert I attended myself, then… hm… Maybe the recent 40 year anniversary for Mayhem, that was a great gig, good setlist and a solid atmosphere.
You're getting desperate, you decide the only course of action is to put a message in a bottle and hope someone finds it. Your message could be to any member of any band, but should be the most suitable for a rescue attempt. Who is it?
What, admit that I need help and that someone should rescue me? Absolutely not. Let’s die with dignity. I’ll smash that bottle and use the glass to light fires.
You've been stuck here a while and food supplies are running low. There's only one thing for it... which fellow band member gets sacrificed to help the others survive?
I guess this is the problem of being a one-man band. There’s never anyone else to blame than yourself. Or, in this situation, there’s no one else to eat… Gotta start gnawing on my own skin, slow enough that it might heal..? Might not be a solid plan.
Finally, when the ship sank you each managed to save one person from the wreckage. That person is the one musician that has influenced your career the most, shaped your way of thinking and your outlook on life. Who did you save?
Oh, I saved someone? Did that person end up on the island with me? Damn, I should have known this, that might have changed all my answers! At least it won’t get boring, I believe I saved Greg Graffin of Bad Religion. Let’s nerd out in peace!
