Necro Enema Amalgamated
Necro Enema Amalgamated (1992-1998) was a partnership founded by Supervert and Swensonia to produce BLAM!, the notorious series of art CD-ROMs.
"In manipulating the user to a parodic extreme, BLAM! muffles the liberation song with the moans of sadistic programmers and the groans of frustrated users. NEA doesn't just endeavor to show us how we are controlled by allegedly interactive programs — it revels in the spectacle of our enslavement." — Lingua Franca, Summer 1998
The three BLAM! disks — released in 1993, 1995, and 1997 — achieved a jarring mixture of praise and opprobrium. On one hand, the damn things were impactful, gorgeous, fast. They looked like nothing that had ever been seen on a computer before. They pushed at the limits of interactive design and tumbled over into some weird realm that was almost video art. But it wasn't video.
On the other hand, the design awards received by BLAM! did not blind anyone to its scabrous content. The disks had a punk sensibility. They were aggressive, stroboscopic, manipulative. They dealt in taboo subjects such as sexual perversion (hi, Supervert!) and race baiting. One reviewer dubbed BLAM! "Punk Rock Porn for Kids." The label stuck. It was cool.
BLAM! was smart enough to be written up in scholarly tomes and it was grungy enough to be reviewed in porn mags. BLAM! was beautiful enough to be displayed at museums and it was sick enough to be banned in Japan. BLAM! was innovative enough to be reviewed in regular old newspapers and it was, uh, morally ambivalent enough to make those same papers feel queasy about praising it.
Unfortunately, BLAM! is practically marooned on the CD-ROM. The entire disks cannot yet be put online, mostly for technological reasons. Supervert has prepared Shockwave samples of a few parts, such as Diary of a Self-Slasher and Rita Ackermann's collaboration Fever. A video highlight reel is in the works. But these really fail to translate the impact of the disks as a whole. It sucks. BLAM! was built to convey an interactive experience that the web cannot yet deliver.
BLAM!, wrote the Alternative Press, is "the Marquis de Sade of CD-ROM magazines, assaults, mocks, and parodies the holy values of Western civilization... Shocking, hilarious, stupid, reactionary and revolutionary."
The first BLAM! disk premiered at MacWorld in 1993. "BLAM! attaches itself to you in the guise of a CD-ROM magazine," noted Wired, "but once purchased devolves into an assault on the consumer."
Contributors to the disk included underground legend Lydia Lunch, Sonic Youth founder Kim Gordon, philosopher Georges Bataille, ANSWER Me! creator Jim Goad, artist Rita Ackermann, and a bunch of others.
The second BLAM! CD-ROM was released in 1995. Whereas the first CD had pretensions to being a magazine, the second abandoned that premise and became what it truly was: art. Wired reviewed this disk too: "BLAM!2 a CD-ROM that's a cross between a guerrilla art project and an online zine is so seductive, colorful, and goddamned loud it all but obliterates the original BLAM! disc."
A few favorite contributors (namely Rita Ackermann and Richard Kern) remained, but mostly BLAM! 2 veered toward the expressionist. It was like a German woodcut on CD-ROM. Highlights included Do-It-Yourself Gynecology (illustrated, of course), I Love My Pets But I Hate You, and W.A.R.: A Wook At Wacism, a "graphical exploration of the grassroots propaganda of America's most feared rhetorician, Tom Metzger, leader of the White Aryan Resistance."
Subtitled "An Autobiographical Index to Social Evils," the third BLAM! disk was released in 1997. The pièce de résistance, the culmination, the masterpiece, the "final fucking one," BLAM! 3 won a prestigious Silver Award from ID Magazine and took top prize at the Berlin Videonale.
Contents? There were no more outside contributors. BLAM! 3 was pure Necro Enema Amalgamated — aggressive, obscene, fucked up, and yet sometimes sweet and pretty too. The interface mutated as you progressed through the disk. The creators sometimes expressed their boredom with interactive design — "Click this pink piece of shit to proceed" — but then overcame that boredom by plunging into further extremes of perversion and hatred. Nigger Trigger, Tape Raper, Tit Man, Megiluguhguh, and the entire manuscript of Supervert's first book, Kreepy — it was a nightmare, a carnival, a bacchanale, a mindfuck, a death trip...
Note: BLAM! disks are no longer for sale to the public. If you are a collector anxious to have one, please contact Supervert for information.