See The Possiblilty Not The Disability

Photo by Zephyr Pavey

The UV Race are a pack of mutants. Skinny, fat, daggy, female and male mutants. They play songs that conjure up the corpses of Nikki Sudden and Epic Soundtracks to shit all over the floors of hundred capacity venues, spastic homes and Hungry Jacks. At the forefront of this reject-riot is Marcus, a charming character from a lonesome, isolated town in the bush of Victoria. Marcus spills his guts about heartbreak and rejection unlike most pansies that feel the need to bore the world with their problems while holding a microphone in their hand. I asked Marcus the questions. Here are his answers. Vice: So, Marcus, what did you do today? Marcus: I worked today. I work at Scope, a centre that provides services to people with disabilities, near Warragul. That’s where I live, out in the bush. Scope actually used to be called the Spastic Society Of Victoria but it was changed once spastic became a derogatory term. Our slogan is “Disability Means Possibility”. Spastic is a derogatory term? Yeah, it comes from the word ‘spasticity’ which is now used to describe Cerebral Palsy. I’ve heard people refer to your band as being spastic. Yeah, I’ll agree with that. We were also branded idiot savant punk. So, you guys have a new full length coming out. What’s up with that? It comes out in a month and we were gonna call it Racism. We’re also gonna call our EP that now. I’ve always wanted to call a record The UV Race Disgrace Space and have a bunch of pictures of us like shitting on the moon and kicking a star or, like, skating a half moon. You know, disgrace space. Then we can start off a gig and I can say “We’re UV Race and you’re a disgrace!” You sound like a rapper! I’ve always called myself the Ol’ Dirty Bastard of punk. A lot of my lyrics are like poetry. What are your songs about, Marcus? Well, it sounds pretty lame but most of the songs are about my trivial life in Warragul. Isolation and anger are feelings I would say get conjured up. Music isn’t encouraged, only sports and being a farmer are. Being in a band is for teenagers. It’s kinda scary. A lot of my songs are about rejection from chicks, too. Like the song Set Sail To Fail, that’s about a girl I know from Warragul that I really liked. We grew up together and she was one of the only people in Warragul who had any idea about punk or culture. She was with this blokey-bloke type guy who was a total dick and would pay-out on her for being vegetarian. They had a really strange foreplay relationship where they would get together at parties and just finger each other. They wouldn’t have sex? No, she didn’t want to and he was bragging all over that he was going to. So, one day I got up the courage to tell her I liked her and that I was much more suited for her as a person and she shouldn’t keep letting this dickhead finger her! Of course after that she got all weird and stopped talking to me and replying to my messages. But, from the start I knew it would end badly. Set sail to fail. Wow, Marcus, way to man-up. Do you have anything to tell the nation of Vice readers before I run away from you? Yeah. Go get a Ramones record, a Stooges record, buy a leather jacket and punch a hipster in the face! UNCLE SHARKEY
The UV Race have their self-titled full length coming out on Aarght! Records in April.