G.G. Allin was a musician and performance artist who was the human embodiment of everything dangerous, threatening, and unwholesome about punk rock, with absolutely none of its redeeming qualities. Allin's music was a fuzzy, incoherent blare that made the Ramones sound baroque by comparison, featuring lyrics that openly celebrated degradation, rape, and murder, and his performances (which rarely lasted more than ten or 15 minutes) usually found him far gone on drugs and alcohol, naked and rolling about in his own feces when not attempting to physically attack the audience. In short, Allin was not a musician so much as a one-man freak show, and he won a small but loyal audience as perhaps the most singularly perverse sociological phenomenon of his day before dying of a drug overdose on July 28, 1993 (failing to make good on his pledge to take his own life on stage). Filmmaker Todd Phillips spent several weeks in 1993 following Allin as he and his band the Murder Junkies (which briefly featured Dee Dee Ramone on guitar) attempted to tour, and Hated: G.G. Allin and the Murder Junkies is the result. The film features footage of several chaotic live performances, interviews with Allin and his bandmates, clips from television appearances (including an interview with Geraldo Rivera in which Allin tells the reporter, "My flesh, blood and body fluids are a communion to the people -- whether they like it or not"), Allin having some typically repugnant "fun" at a party, and a phone call from G.G. after he ran afoul of the law (a frequent occurrence in his short life). The home video release of Hated also features bonus footage of Allin's funeral and his final "concert." Director Phillips later went on to cover the opposite end of the rock spectrum with Bittersweet Motel, his feature on the improvisational "jam band" Phish.