Friday, November 30, 2007

Rise Above / American Waste

Black Flag and Henry Rollins pound out Rise Above and American Waste.



[ Lyrics: Rise Above by Black Flag ]

Jealous cowards try to control
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
They distort what we say
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Try and stop what we do
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
When they can't do it themselves
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

Society's arms of control
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Think they're smart, can't think for themselves
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
Laugh at us behind our backs
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
I find satisfaction in what they lack
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, but it's no use

We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

We're born with a chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
We are born with a chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
And I am gonna have my chance
Rise above, we're gonna rise above
We are tired of your abuse
Try to stop us, it's no use

Rise above
Rise above
Rise above
We're gonna rise above
We're gonna rise above
We're gonna rise above

[ Lyrics: American Waste by Black Flag ]

The worlds got some plans for me
Courthouse, jails and factories
Black and whites on the street
For me for me

I see my place in american waste
Faced with choices I cant take
American waste american waste
On my own I see my fate

On my own on the way out
Small enough its all spelled out
I know what I see what I want
The doors are closed in this maze

I see my place in American waste
Faced with choices I cant take
American waste american waste
On my own I see my fate

Boredom looks for its kicks
Going down on death
I see it coming
I cant do anything

Not for me not for me
I wont end up in the heap
I want out Im free
Burning burning

I see my place in American waste
Faced with choices I cant take
American waste american waste
On my own I see my fate

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Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Down Where We Belong

Wumpscut at its best.



{ Lyrics: Down Where We Belong by Wumpscut ]

There are two types of men on our mother earth
some have all the luck
some just live in dirt
here are several types of the colour of the skin
but what's crucial is to lose or win
you feel so alive where the eagles cry
and you feel so strong on a mountain high
but in fact you are at his bottom just
his unattainable top seems to be a must
we will stay down
down where we belong

And the rain keeps knocking on our mother earth
and the snow keeps falling is it really worth
to live through this ache and to die at last
when you're predestined and the die is cast
our thoughts are fading in a time that melts
our flesh is fading as we've always felt
but we kid ourselves to meet heaven's feast
to rise up to god and to be released
we will stay down
down where we belong

You belong to us
to the human scrap
which will never win and succumbs in traps
that are set by others with deceitfulness
and you stumble into with thankfulness
no one knows if we are to survive the storm
but i tell you man you are just a worm
just a little error on a hopeless crust
you are sleazy man and
your limbs will rust
we will stay down
down where we belong

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Friday, November 23, 2007

Worker's Song

Dropkick Murphy's charge into Amsterdam show with their Worker's Song.



[ Lyrics: Worker's Song by the Dropkick Murphys ]

Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead

In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed

CHORUS:
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about


And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth?

CHORUS (x3)

All of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plough since time first began
And always expected to carry the can

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The Good Rats & Amazing Grace

The Dropkick Murphy's manifest their best with the Good Rats and Amazing Grace

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Wake Up And Lose

The Humpers perform with mischievious energy, their track—Wake Up And Lose.

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

Lust For Life

Iggy Pop in a live performance of Lust For Life sometime in the early 1980s.



[ Lyrics: Lust For Life by Iggy Pop ]

Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And a flesh machine
He's gonna do another strip tease

Hey man, where'd you get that lotion?
I've been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, that's like hypnotising chickens

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life

I'm worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a G.T.O.
Wear a uniform
All on government loan

I'm worth a million in prizes
Yeah, I'm through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With the liquor and drugs
With the liquor and drugs

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
'Cause, of a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause of a lust for life (lust for life, oooo)
I've got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
Oh, a lust for life (oooh)
A lust for life (oooh)
I got a lust for life (oooh)
Got a lust for life

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in my ear before
'Cause I've a lust for life
'Cause I've a lust for life.

Well, here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And a flesh machine
I know he's gonna do another strip tease

Hey man, where'd ya get that lotion?
Your skin starts itching once you buy the gimmick
About something called love
Oh Love, love, love
Well, that's like hypnotising chickens.

Well, I'm just a modern guy
Of course, I've had it in the ear before
And I've a lust for life (lust for life)
'Cause I've a lust for life (lust for life)
Got a lust for life
Yeah, a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Oh, a lust for life
Got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Lust for life [repeat and fade]

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Nimrod's Son

Live version of Nimrod's Son by the Pixies in 1986.


[ Lyrics: Nimrod's Son by The Pixies ]

One night upon my motorcycle through the desert spead
And smashed my body so that all my friends thought I was dead
My sister held me close and whispered to my bleeding head
"You are the son of a mother fucker"

One two three four

I shook all night and held her hand
Chocolate people well I'll be damned
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-haaa
The joke has come upon me

In my motorcycle mirror I think about the life I've led
And how my soul's been aking all the holes where I have bled
My image spoke to me, yes to me and often said
"You are the son of incestuous union"

One two three

Now my head is clear
My luke hands washed
My daughter's pure
My son is tall
Land of plenty, land of fun
To find out I'm Nimrod's son

Oh bury me
Far away please
Bury me

Ha-ha Ha-ha
The joke has come upon me

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Is It You

Wumpscut's dark sound and dark knowledge in Is It You off the 1997 Embryodead CD.

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[ Lyrics: Is It You by Wumpscut ]
Here in the dark
is no light at all
no orientation
no shadows fall
here in the dark
i reach out for you
sensing fear
have i lost you
is it you

I see no way out
i just hear your voice
it seems so dead
too cold for you
too cold for you to be alive
i hesitate
to trust your voice
sounding so unreal
it sounds like if somebody forces you
is it you

My hand stretches out
now i feel your hand
it is motionless
oh my god it is dead
the light is on now
the devil jeers at me
he drags your corpse across barbed hooks
and takes away my souls with laughter
is it you

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Angel

Wumpscut's dark but soft whisper of a song Angel off the 1997 Embryodead CD.



[ Lyrics: Angel by Wumpscut ]

Angel come to me
To me come to me
Angel belong to me
To me belong to me
Angel you have wings
To fly fly to me
Angel do you doubt
No need to have doubt
Angel feel my love
My love for you
Feel my love for you
Angel carry me
To you to your home to paradise
Angel I would lie for you
For you just for you with my yearning heart
And angel I would die for you
For you just for you with my burning heart
Angel don't feel liable
For me and my pain don't feel liable
Cause angels must be free
High up from this world in eternity
Angel I could clip your wings
To catch all your love to calm your pain
But angel this would be so wrong
You would bleed to death immediately
So angel come to me
Heal my glaring pain voluntarily
I love you

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Youth Of America

Oh say can you see...

The American trio—The Melvins—take a decent swipe at an old anthemic classic by earlier punk sensations The Wipers. This ain't Memorex, Toto, but of course, we are talking about the 1981 guitar-driven purity of Youth of America.


[ Lyrics: Youth of America by The Wipers ]

Youth of America
Is living in the jungle
Fighting for survival
But there's no place to go

Youth of America
There's pressure all around
The walls are crumbling down
The walls are coming down on you

It is time we rectify this now
We got to see it now
Got to see it now, now, now

They attack you from the right side
Down the left side
Down the middle till you don't know who you are
Stay around, think it don't really matters
There trying to put you 6 feet under the ground

It is time we rectify this now
We got to feel this now
Got to feel now, now, now

It is time we rectify this now
We got to heal it now
Got to heal it now, now, now

Youth of America
Is living in the jungle
Fighting for survival
But there's no place to go
No place to go
No place to go

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer
Now there's no place left to go
Got to get off of this rot
Do you want to be born here again?
I don't want to be born here again
This just ain't no existence
Beware of those guys in disguese
We're living in the jungle fighting for survival
Can't wait much longer
Hurry
They'll attack you from the right side
Down the left side
Down the middle till you don't know who you are
Stay around, think it don't really matters
There trying to put you 6 feet under the ground

It is time we rectify this now
We got to hear it now
Got to hear it now, now, now

Youth of America
Youth of America
Youth, youth, youth, youth, youth

Youth of America
Youth of America
You, you, you, you, you

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I Know What Boys Like

One of the most defining, buy hardly trifling songs of the early 1980s new wave generation, here are the campy set known as The Waitresses singing their classic I Know What Boys Like. Their lead singer Patty Donahue died of lung cancer at age of 40 in 1996.



[Lyrics: I Know What Boys Like by The Waitresses ]

I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys like

I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I see them looking

I make them want me
I like to tease them
They want to touch me
I never let them

I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like, boys
like, boys like me

But you, you're special
I might let you
You're so much different
I might let you
Mmmmm would you like that
I might let you

I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I liow what boys like
I know what's on their minds

I what what boya like
I know what guys want
They talk about me

I got my cat moves
That so upset them
Zippers and buttons
Fun to frustrate them
They get so angry
Like pouty children
Denied their candy
I laugh right at them

I know what buys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like,
boys like, boys like me
Na, na, nya, nya, nya, nya..............

I feel sad now
I will let you
Sorry I teased you
I will let you
This time I mean it
I wil1 let you
Anything you want
You can trust me
I really want to
You can trust me
How would you like it
You can trust me

Sucker. Hmmmmm....

I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like, boys
like, boys like me

Gny, nya, gna nyah nya...........

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Not Now, Not Here

The Fair Sex in a live performance video with their definitive electronic goth hit Not Now, Not Here dubbed in.



[ Lyrics: Not Now, Not Here by The Fair Sex ]

Until some terrible things happen
we do not care
But when it is us who are caught
we shout and blare:
Not now! Not here! Not me!
hardship, keep out off here!
until some serious things happen
we just go on
we think we remain unscathed
we just go on
until too shocking a thing happens
we just can't fail
"Don't take me, take anyone but me"!
we're going to wail then
Not now! Not here! Not me!
hardship, keep out off here!
on thin ice we dare a careless dance
we don't know when the thin walls break
we don't know what behind them waits
we don't know how to stay unscathed
but we do know that we'd better be a

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Blues From A Gun

Rough footage of the controversial The Jesus & Mary Chain Scottish sibling group performing Blues From A Gun off the 1989 "Automatic" LP, their third release.



[ Lyrics: Blues From A Gun by The Jesus and the Mary Chain ]

I don't care about the state of my hair
I got something out of nothing
That just wasn't there
And your kiss kiss kiss
Is never gonna blow me away
Dreams of escape keep me awake
I'm never gonna get out and make it away
I'm a stone dead tripper
Dying in a fantasy
Like a cracked open sky it helps you to die
Don't split it scrape it
You're screaming automatic pain
Too young kid you're gonna get hit
Looks like your never gonna make it
Off the government list
I don't mind about the state of my mind
But you know it's good for nothing
And I left you behind
It's a sick sick city
But it's never gonna make me insane
If you're talking for real
Then go cut a deal
You're facing up to living out
The way that you feel
And you shake shake shake
'Cause you know you'll never make it away
Well I guess that's why I've always
Got the blues

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Her Way Of Praying

Rough footage of the controversial The Jesus & Mary Chain Scottish sibling group performing Her Way Of Praying off the 1989 "Automatic" LP, their third release.



[ Lyrics: Her Way Of Praying by The Jesus And Mary Chain ]

Fall to her call on a Saturday night
She's got the hip dippin' trick of all time done right
She's got her lips sticking tight to her find tonight
She's keeping time keeping time with the mystery rhyme

And she's crazy to want me to taunt me

Deep on the scene she is waiting for me
Like a sin scraping skin she is screaming for me
Hope in hope in the sky she is talking to me
She's keeping time keeping time with the image of me

And she's crazy to want me to taunt me

It's her way of saying a prayer for me
It's her way of saying a prayer for me
It's her way of talking to God for me
It's her way of talking to God for me
It's her way of talking to jesus christ
It's her way of talking to jesus hey

Talking to you now
And I just can't take it anyhow
Talking about your prayer
And I just can't take it anyway
Anyhow I see it
Any kind of way she tells me
All the things I'm trying
Honey ???

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Scapegoat Revolution

Video performance by the Heirderoosjes. Hit song Scapegoat Revolution.



[ Lyrics: Scapegoat Revolution by Heideroosjes ]

This is a scapegoat revolution
This is a scapegoat revolution

Sixteen, I hated to be
Sixteen, low self-esteem and
Sixteen, I wanted to be
Eighteen, things went better
Eighteen, I will remember all my life

Sixteen, always picked on
Sixteen, insecure and
Sixteen, but tiny man turned
Eighteen, I learned to enjoy
Eighteen, I will remember all my life

This is a scapegoat revolution
This is a scapegoat revolution

Sixty, I hope I will turn
Sixty, gray not deaf but
Sixty, slowly walk to
Eighty, in good condition
Eighty, smiling back at my passed life

Sixty, one day I’ll be
Sixty, bald and fat and
Sixty, easy going
Eighty, satisfied and
Eighty, smiling back at my passed life

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Sinema

Live! Heideroosjes perform their kinetic best with Sinema.



[ Lyrics: Sinema by Heiderosjes ]

Pride, Porn ‘n Prejudice

Come on folks the show begins
A movie full of whores ‘n pimps
Turn out the lights ‘n start the reel
Check out who’s the imbecile

Come on folks just come right in
To the weirdest place you’ve ever been
Get your tickets at the door
You’ve never seen such filth before

Welcome!
Welcome to the SINema
Welcome!

Hey you kids, just dig around
Show the host what you just found
Don’t you fear, just bring it in
There’s room enough in the house of sin

I don’t like the movie in this SINema
I don’t like the movie in this SINema
I don’t like the movie
I don’t like the movie
I don’t like the movie in this SINema

Where’s Stallone or Spiderman
I didn’t see this scene in Cannes
Where is Chan or Superman
Save us all…

Welcome, welcome to the SINema
Sit back, relax, enjoy the show!
Welcome!

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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Burning Season

Burning Season by Faith and the Muse, an underground band composed of two musicians, Monica Richards and William Faith. They are well-regarded in the gothic music scene as innovators and icons.



[ Lyrics: Burning Season by Faith and the Muse ]

I'm having a weak moment A moment that may not end
Lonely in my own skin
Everything is changing Everything seems changed
As if quietly replaced by something souless
Burn It Down
What happened to the spirit - with all its endless strength
Did they swallow her up and put me in her place
Did I grow within my shadow or simply melt around myself -
The human put back on the shelf.
Burn It Down
(I have seen through the eyes of the opposition.
The one who defines my failure
At touching that place in the heart
Where emotions bow their heads in wonder.
(Effortless Oracle - Keeper of Mysteries.)
You have encountered me, familiar with my immediacy:
In a wisp of melody, a neglected phrase unexpectedly heartfelt...
In this world I may tap you on the shoulder.

Ignite
Burning Down your Effigies
Ignite
Burning Down the Seems of Change
I inhabit that one region where the mind enthralls and lulls the image
Where my youth and life and bloom are forever fervent,
Where my eyes ignite with existence,
We are all of us a moment
Our lives a simple sum

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Rock And Roll Music

Not to be outdone by the young pups of history, hee we have Etta James and Chuck Berry, and you can find others such as Keith Richards, chiming in on stage to kick out this old Berry standard—Rock And Roll Music.

James was born in Waltham Chase, Southampton to an unmarried 16-year-old black mother, Dorothy Hawkins. She claimed that her mother told her that her father was the white Rudolph "Minnesota Fats" Wanderone, and that they received financial support from him on the condition that they keep his paternity a secret.



[ Lyrics: Rock And Roll Music by Chuck Berry ]

Just let me hear some of that
Rock and roll music,
Any old way you choose it;
Its got a back beat, you cant lose it,
Any old time you use it.
Its gotta be rock and roll music,
If you want to dance with me,
If you want to dance with me.

Ive got no kick againt modern jazz,
Unless they try to play it too darn fast;
And change the beauty of the melody,
Until they sounded like a symphony,
Thats why I go for that
Rock and roll music ...

I took my loved one over cross the tracks
So she can hear my man await a sax,
I must admit the have a rockin band,
Man they were going like a hurricane
Thats why I go for that
Rock and roll music .....

Way down south they gave a jubilee,
The jockey folks they had a jamboree,
Theyre drinkin homebrew from a water cup,
The folks dancin they all got shook up
And started playin that
Rock and roll music ....

Dont care to hear em play a tango,
Im in the mood to dig a mambo;
Its way to early for a congo,
So keep a rockin that piano
So I can hear some of that
Rock and roll music ...

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i'd Rather Go Blind

Live with Dr. John, this version of I'd Rather Go Blind by Etta James, who first recorded the tune back in 1967, and has subsequently become regarded as a blues and soul classic. According to Etta James in her autobiography Rage To Survive, she heard the song outlined by her friend Ellington "Fugi" Jordan when she visited him in prison.

She then wrote the rest of the song with Jordan, but for tax reasons gave her songwriting credit to her partner at the time, Billy Foster.



[ Lyrics: I'd Rather Go Blind by Ellington Jordan ]

Something told me it was over
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'
When I saw you and that girl walkin' around

Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy
Then to see you walk away from me, child, no

Whoo, so you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, no

Whoo, whoo, I was just, I was just, I was just
Sittin here thinkin', of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah
When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now, baby
Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy
Then to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah
Whoo, baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind...

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Burn

Burn by Dope from the definitive 2005 American Apathy CD. Like all of Dope's releases, there is a definitive cheese-factor here. The overuse of the "F" word is just one prime example. But, once you can get past that, there is an album here that is instantly enjoyable. A bit brainless, yes, but it works. Opening with a passage from the bible of Dubya, "I'm Back" aims to prove that Dope are far from dead.



[ Lyrics: Burn by Dope ]

We don't know what to believe
We only go by the t.v.
I don't know but I will fight
I won't let my brothers die

Stand up
Stand tall
All for one and one for all

Kill the fucking enemy
Kill the fucking enemy
Burn burn burn the mother fuckers down
Kill the fucking enemy
Kill the fucking enemy
Burn burn burn the mother fuckers to the ground

I cannot hide from your disease
The more you die the more I breathe
I won't go blind for your lies
I will not die, you will die

Stand up
Stand tall

Hit em now and we watch em fall

Burn burn burn mother fucker

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Steelrose

Steelrose by Project Pitchfork was issued as a maxi-single. Good techno beats mixed with a goth sound. Nothing new or groundbreaking, but this is definitely a great single.

[ Lyrics: Steelrose by Project Pitchfork ]

steelrose
without sense
glowing in red
scorching my hands
steelrose
restricted rights
scorched soul
my heart ignites
too much pain
too much utilize
too much time
too much sacrifice
Steelrose - vanity overdose
steelrose
thorns like razorblades
cut me deep
my blood shall be the water
which annihilates the flame
steelrose
blood smeared hands
red becomes black
I will be the Ice
which crushes your might
don't you understand
I gave my heart in your hand

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Monday, November 19, 2007

Love Never Dies, Part 1

Apoptygma Berzerk beats out another anthem that just won't quit once it gets in the head. Love Never Dies, Part 1 was originally recorded for the 1996 CD entitled 7.


[ Lyrics: Love Never Dies, Part 1, Apoptygma Berzerk ]

Forever in your arms, you said, forever in my heart My love for you will make us both climb higher Driven by the power that is burning in our hearts You know my faith in you will keep us together

Forever in your arms you said, forever in my heart My love for you will make us both climb higher I sense your presence in this room, I feel that you are near You hold me close and whisper, "Love is forever"

Love is forever...
Love never dies...

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Mourn

Apoptygma Berzerk turns in another killer track. Mourn was originally recorded for the 1996 CD entitled 7.


[ Lyrics: Mourn by Apoptygma Berzerk ]

Lost in the depths, the depths of your eyes
I couldn't resist, why should I?
I want to relax, I want to feel free
I want to be you, you want to be me

I look at you, I look at your face
Reach for my hand, just in case
Forever with you, you mourn i can see
Now I am you, do you want to be me?

Why are you always hiding?
Why are you always mourning?

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Unicorn

Unicorn is another amzingly tricked out but very clean melody by Norway's Apoptygma Berzerk off the 2002 Harmonizer CD.

[ Lyrics: Unicorn by Apoptygma Berzerk ]

You hold the candle I once lit
You shine your light
When you forgive I cry
You run your fingers through my hair
And tell me it's worthwhile, it's all worthwhile

Even when I hate myself
Even when I feel your pain
when you cry
Even when my heart is cold
You assure me it's worthwhile, it´s all worthwhile

You see what can't be seen
You repair the damage done to me..

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Until The End of The World

A delightfully upbeat electronic steamer from Apoptygma Berzerk off the equally bottomless Harmonizer CD released in 2002. Thee are few if any weak notes on this eleven song production. If you have any sensitivity to the electronica genre (and thus are not a cynical and jaded metal head), I predict you and nearly anyone you lends an ear will find the sublimely uplifting sounds from this Norwegian group a very pleasant experience.

[ Lyrics: Until The End of the World ]

I'll wait for you until the end of the world

All the weights that keep me down
Seem heavier than before
They hit me in my face
Though you feel nothing

Only time will heal you say
Your word's not therapy
That half of me is gone
My dearest treasure torn away

I'll stick with you until the end of the world
I cry out loud but you hear nothing
I'll wait for you until the end of the world
My dearest treasure torn away

All the weights that keep me down
Seem heavier than before
They hit me in my face
Though you feel nothing

Only time will heal you say
Your word's not therapy
That half of me is gone
My dearest treasure torn away

I'll stick with you until the end of the world
I cry out loud but you hear nothing
I'll wait for you until the end of the world
That half of me is gone, my dearest treasure torn away

I'll stick with you until the end of the world
I cry out loud but you hear nothing
I'll wait for you until the end of the world
My dearest treasure torn away

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Sunday, November 18, 2007

Plastic Surgeon Hall of Fame

Schoolyard Heroessuits up to take us into the reality of fear with this version of Plastic Surgeon Hall of Fame



[ Lyrics: The Plastic Surgery Hall Of Fame by Schoolyard Heroes ]

(FIRST VERSE)
15 minutes is much too generous for a girl with a cripled smile.
She walks, suffering with none of the benefits.
She will be your plague tonight.
30 seconds is all we're giving her. Any more and the time has passed.
____ shatters like broken glass, with lips like murder and a mouth like trash.

(PRE-CHORUS)
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
YOU'RE SO PRETTY AND YOU'RE SO...

(CHORUS)
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Look at what they've done to us.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Inside out, they've drawn their blood.

(2ND VERSE)
15 minutes is much too generous. Pretty faces sewn into a mess.
Blink and you miss like you had to attend
The judge got blisters burning in your hand.
Soft-spoken and built for deception. ____ smiles make a __________.
_____ religion, give it over to the scientists.
Now your face is pressing modern age.

(PRE-CHORUS)
(All the boys are singing)
Cut, cut, cut.
(And all the girls are screaming)
Sew me up
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
YOU'RE SO PRETTY AND YOU'RE SO DEAD.

(CHROUS)
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Look at what they've done to us.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Inside out, they've drawn their blood.

(PRE-CHORUS)
(All the boys are singing)
Cut, cut, cut.
(And all the girls are screaming)
Sew me up
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
YOU'RE SO PRETTY AND YOU'RE SO...

(CHORUS)
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Look at what they've done to us.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
You're so pretty and you're so dead.
Inside out, they've drawn their blood.

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Make Me Believe

Slick Idiot turns in another raunchy performance with Make Me Believe.



A Scream In The Air, So Powerful And Brave,
Neither Beautiful Nor Sexy, It Is Far Too Real.
I Don't Remember Sinking The Eight Ball,
I Don't Remember Winning Or Losing It All.
Want To Seduce Me, Stop Enlarging The Hype,
(Long) Felt That I Ought To Be Pissed But I Let It Slide.
You Will Find Out What It All Means,
Whether It's Worth It To Dodge Constantly.
Make Me, Make Me, Make Me Believe !!
We Are Experimental, Unpredictable And Not Very Talented Indeed.
Just So Off Target, You Need Much To Much
Instant Connection And Sensual Touch.
Have You Surrendered And Are You Feeling Raw ?
Demise Is Imminent, It's Your Time To Withdraw.
You Will Find Out What It All Means,
Whether It's Worth It To Dodge Constantly.
Make Me, Make Me, Make Me Believe !! Make Me, Make Me !!

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Blast

Slick Idiot and a live version of Blast. Not as powerful as the studio track, but worth a watch.



{ Lyrics: Blast by Slick Idiot ]

Nobody Gives A Damn And Neither Do I,
That's The Way It Goes And That's The Way We Die !!

Feel The Sparks In The Night My Baby,
Slip Into The Heat I Will Be There.

I'm Your Candyman, Come On And Take My Hand,
I 'll Lead You Out Of The Dark, Back Into Light Again.

Feel The Need To Cry Out Baby,
Tears Will Fall, But They Don't Really Count.

It's Now Or Never, Round And Round Here We Go,
Come Softly To Me, Stick With Me, Let Me Know.

I've Got A Big, Fat Blast
Beyond Your Imagination.
I've Got A Big, Fat Blast
Life Will Never Be The Same.
I Love The Sweetest Things,
Against Your Regulation.
I've Got A Big, Fat Blast
I'm Enjoying All The Way !!
All The Way !!

I'm Your Darkest Trance, And It Will Make You Dance,
I Have You In My Grasp, You Want To Make It Last.

Come And Run Away My Baby,
Today Will Be The Day It All Begins.

It's Now Or Never, Round And Round Here We Go,
Come Softly To Me, Stick With Me, Let Me Know.

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Two Cat Stevens Songs

Cat Stevens in concert performs first Miles From Nowhere, then the pensive "Father and Son" both from the Tea For The Tillerman LP released in 1970.



[ Lyrics: Cat Stevens, Miles From Nowhere ]

Miles from nowhere
I guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there

Look up at the mountain
I have to climb
Oh yeah, to reach there.

Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end

Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there

I creep through the valleys
And I grope through the woods
'cause I know when I find it my honey
It's gonna make me feel good

I love everything
So don't it make you feel sad
'cause I'll drink to you, my baby
I'll think to that, I'll think to that.

Miles from nowhere
Not a soul in sight
Oh yeah, but it's alright

I have my freedom
I can make my own rules
Oh yeah, the ones that I choose

Lord my body has been a good friend
But I won't need it when I reach the end

Miles from nowhere
Guess I'll take my time
Oh yeah, to reach there.

... | ...

[ Lyrics: Cat Stevens, Father and Son ]

FATHER:
It's not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.

I was once like you are now, and I know that it's not easy,
To be calm when you've found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything you've got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

SON:
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
It's always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

FATHER:
It's not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
You're still young, that's your fault,
There's so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy.

SON:
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
It's hard, but it's harder to ignore it.
If they were right, I'd agree, but it's them you know not me.
Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

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Sad Lisa

British singer and songwriter Cat Stevens before he became Yusuf Islam. Sad Lisa is off the phenomenal double platininum 1970 Tea For The Tillerman LP.



[ Lyrics by Cat Stevens, Sad Lisa ]

She hangs her head and, cries on my shiiirt. .
She must be hurt very baaadly.
Tell me what!'s making you saadly?..
Open your door, don't hide in the dark...
You're lost in the dark, you can truust me.
'Cause you know that!'s how it must beee..

Lisa Lisaa, sad Lisa Lisaa..

Her eyes like windows, tricklin' raain...
Upon her pain getting deeper..
Though my love wants to relieve heer..
She walks alone from wall to waall..
Lost in a hall, she can't hear me!
Though I know she likes to be near meee...

Lisa Lisaa, sad Lisa Lisaaa...

(music.......violin)

She sits in a corner, byy the dooor. ..
There must be more I can teell her...
If she reeeeally wants me to help her...
I'll do what I can to show her the way...
And maybe one day I will free! her.
Though I know no one can see her...

Lisa Lisaa, sad Lisa Lisaa..

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Friday, November 16, 2007

World War III

KMFDM has been around the circuit for longer those most, founded in Paris, France on February 29, 1984 as a joint effort between Sasha Konietzko and German painter/multi-media performer Udo Sturm to perform for the opening of an exhibition of young European artists at the Grand Palaisbut with this record reinvents itself as one of the ultimate slamming industrial dance brigades ever to release a full length CD. Here we have the "take no prisoners" 2003 smash—World War III—off its megablast CD of the same name.

Current band membership includes Sascha Konietzko, his wife Lucia Cifarelli, Jules Hodgson, Steve White, and Andy Selway.



{ Lyrics: World War III by KMFDM }

I declare war on the world
War in outer space
I declare war in a nutshell
War all over the place

I declare war on every government
War against all odds
I declare war on your inner sanctum
On your bloodthirsty gods

War on the axis of morons
All out war on complacent consent
I declare war on the war against drugs
Rape and slaughter of the innocent

War on Big Brother
Warmongers and profiteers
War on your Dogma Dubya
Armageddon's engineers

War in a heartbeat
I declare war on so-called civilization
World trade globalization
Organized desinformation

War on ambassadors of pretense
War on MTV and CCN
Macdonald's Walt Disney and Bethlehem
On Christina Britney and Eminem

I declare war on the world of anti-choice
On violent unilaterality
On the amassment of
murderous high-tech toys
And all crimes against humanity

War on the moral majority
On corporate.com imperialism
On mindlessly bumbling stupidity
And police-state terrorism

World War Three - be all that you can be

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Thursday, November 15, 2007

Nights In White Satin

Who cannot watch when the banshee-like band called The Dickies plunge head first into this Moody Blues classic. A punk rock group formed in 1977, they were amongst the first punk rock bands to emerge from Los Angeles, the first California punk band to appear on network television and the first California punk band to be signed to a major record label (instead of an independent label.)

The Dickies' style was campy and humorous with obvious influences from the Ramones (for whom they sometimes opened).



[Lyrics: Nights in White Satin }

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

'Cos I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.

Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.

And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
'Cos I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent

Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young

Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion

And now, how about a look at the original track by the majestic Moody Blues.

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Hey Hey My My

Neil Young with Crazy Horse kicking live with a traditional version of Hey Hey, My My from the 1979 LP Rust Never Sleeps. This controlled scorch of an anthem is a gutteral reaction to the cold nihilism of the fledgling punk movement then sweeping the land, thanks to seminal bands then storming out of the UK, bands like the Sex Pistols with their frontman Johnny Rotten, memorialized here in the lyrics by Young.


{ Lyrics: Hey Hey My My by Neil Young ]

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.

Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you’re gone, you can’t come back
When you’re out of the blue and into the black.

The king is gone but he’s not forgotten
Is this the story of johnny rotten?
It’s better to burn out ’cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone but he’s not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There’s more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

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Like A Hurricane

Neil Young blew me away the first time I heard Like A Hurricane. Working there for months surveying the land for water and sewer trunk lines, I had recently met a young woman from Dublin, GA, and had fallen madly in love with her. But I lived some 160 miles away in Marietta, a NW suburb of Atlanta. She was a bodacious girl who at 22 was finishing up the first of three marriages she would race through by the time she was twenty-five, climbing the ladder of small-town society. I never had a real shot. While she never knew it, this was "our" song, and I rarely ever hear it without thinking of that girl from Laurens County...

A tearjerker in every way.

  • The Official Neil Young website.



    [ Lyris: Like A Hurricane by Neil Young ]

    Once I thought I saw you
    in a crowded hazy bar,
    Dancing on the light
    from star to star.
    Far across the moonbeam
    I know that's who you are,
    I saw your brown eyes
    turning once to fire.

    You are like a hurricane
    There's calm in your eye.
    And I'm gettin' blown away
    To somewhere safer
    where the feeling stays.
    I want to love you but
    I'm getting blown away.

    I am just a dreamer,
    but you are just a dream,
    You could have been
    anyone to me.
    Before that moment
    you touched my lips
    That perfect feeling
    when time just slips
    Away between us
    on our foggy trip.

    You are like a hurricane
    There's calm in your eye.
    And I'm gettin' blown away
    To somewhere safer
    where the feeling stays.
    I want to love you but
    I'm getting blown away.

    You are just a dreamer,
    and I am just a dream.
    You could have been
    anyone to me.
    Before that moment
    you touched my lips
    That perfect feeling
    when time just slips
    Away between us
    on our foggy trip.

    You are like a hurricane
    There's calm in your eye.
    And I'm gettin' blown away
    To somewhere safer
    where the feeling stays.
    I want to love you but
    I'm getting blown away.

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  • Blowing In The Wind (Neil Young)

    Blowing In The Wind by the phenominal Neil Young and Crazy Horse

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    Blowing In The Wind

    Needs no introduction, requires no commentary. Bob Dylan and Joan Baez.



    This is Dylan in 1971, obviously a bit freer in his delivery.

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    A Change Is Gonna Come

    Sam Cooke, with his crystalizing A Change Is Gonna Come accompanies this Black History Tribute.



    I was born by the river in a little tent
    Oh and just like the river I've been running ever since
    It's been a long, a long time coming
    But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

    It's been too hard living but I'm afraid to die
    Cause I don't know what's up there beyond the sky
    It's been a long, a long time coming
    But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

    I go to the movie and I go downtown
    somebody keep telling me don't hang around
    It's been a long, a long time coming
    [A Change Is Gonna Come lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]

    But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

    Then I go to my brother
    And I say brother help me please
    But he winds up knocking me
    Back down on my knees

    Ohhhhhhhhh.....

    There been times that I thought I couldn't last for long
    But now I think I'm able to carry on
    It's been a long, a long time coming
    But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

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    Body Burn

    Body Burn is the breakout track for Cubanate.



    So little time to tell you
    So little time to tell you how I feel
    I wanna live I wanna live to see your body beat
    I wanna live I wanna live to see your body burn body burn
    It's now or never I'm on the edge of my nerves
    It's now or never I'm on the edge of my nerves
    I wanna live I wanna live to see your body beat
    I wanna live I wanna live to see your body burn body burn
    I'm burning up I'm burning up
    Body burn body burn
    No pain no gain no pain no gain
    Feel the heat heat feel the heat
    Burning I'm burning I'm burning I'm burning I'm
    Body burn body burn
    I'm burning up I'm bleeding I'm bleeding I'm burning up
    Feel the heat I'm burning up
    I'm gonna burn you up

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    Oxyacetylene

    Cubanate blows past us with Oxyacetylene.



    You move into my line of fire
    Move into my line of fire
    I need to know
    I need to see you
    Move into my line of fire

    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make you pay
    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make your beauty
    On my skin like oxyacetylene
    Steel yourself for me

    The weathers cold the news is grim
    I'm under pressure
    I won't give in
    There's blood on the windows
    And ice on the sheets
    You better steel yourself give in

    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make you pay
    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make your beauty
    On my skin like oxyacetylene
    Steel yourself for me

    Your little hands reaching high
    Your little hands reach for the sky

    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make you pay
    I'm gonna break you
    I'm gonna make your beauty
    On my skin like oxyacetylene
    Give in

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    Decanonized

    Decanonized by Kill Swich Klick. Much weaker than the CD version, but a requisite pounding if you are a devotee of industrial sound. Actually, KSK, in the tradition of the genre has released several versions of this track on different compilations, so this live arrangement is just another blast to outlast.

    But if you are itching for a terrific version of this song set within a terrific, unquestionably equipped CD, check out BEAT IT TO FIT, PAINT IT TO MATCH, released in 1995. Believers will not be disappointed.



    [ Lyrics: Decanonized by Kill Switch Klick ]

    One for the money two for the show
    Down on your knees for the evangelistic gigolo
    I've got the power to set you free
    If you give all your money and your soul to me

    Decanonized

    Well I sold you Christ as advertised

    Decanonized

    Between the sheets between the lies

    Decanonized

    Well my second coming is now televised

    Decanonized

    When I say what I say what I say
    Now can't you feel my God is real
    Can't you understand don't you crave my sex appeal
    You can afford hypocrisy
    You'll pay the price as I do what I please

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    Der Sheriff

    DAF in theirDer Mussolini.



    geh in die knie. wackle mit den hueften. klatsch
    in die haende. und tanz den mussolini. tanz den
    adolf hitler. beweg deinen hintern. und tanz den
    jesus christus.

    get up. shake your hips. clap your hands. and dance
    the mussolini. dance the adolf hitler. move your
    ass. and dance the jesus christ.)

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    Iron Man

    Die Krupps, heavy, fast-paced industrialized rock at its finest, give us their crushing version of Iron Man.



    Go shed the old skin -
    for the new skin
    transgression
    let the old flesh -
    rotten to trash
    resurrection
    seize the old laws
    riddled by flaws
    perfection
    open your mind
    don't stay behind
    progression
    weakness - these days are over
    old flesh - replaced by shiny armour
    new thoughts - the mind expanding
    real tasks - that are demanding

    this body is invincible
    perfection is the principle

    feel the clockwork
    of the new heart
    precision
    feed the engine
    of your bloodstream
    recondition
    move your muscles
    like a machine
    direction
    give your life
    a new dimension
    extension

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    To The Hilt

    Die Krupps bang out To The Hilt.



    Woke up - still in a dream
    nothing's the same
    can't pronounce my name
    I open my mouth
    words come out
    that make no sense
    for a stranger's ear
    in a foreign language
    in a foreign land
    now I'm an alien
    on a different planet
    it makes it clear - I understand
    we are all strangers - in a foreign land

    burn the bridges
    forge ahead
    to the hilt

    back home I feel insane
    nothing's the same
    except for my name
    I open my mouth
    words come out
    that make no sense
    for my lover's ear
    in my native language
    in my native land
    I'm still the alien
    on a different planet
    it makes it clear - I understand
    I am a stranger - in my own land

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    Real Wild Child

    Joan Jett & the Blackhearts doing Real Wild Child.



    (okeefe/greenan/owens)

    Well Im just outa school
    Like Im real real cool
    Gotta dance like a fool
    Got the message that I gotta be
    A wild one
    Ooh yeah Im a wild one

    Gotta break it loose
    Gonna keep em movin wild
    Gonna keep a swingin baby
    Im a real wild child

    Well, Im a real wild one
    An I like a wild fun
    In a world gone crazy
    Everything seems hazy
    Im a wild one
    Ooh yeah Im a wild one

    Gotta break it loose
    Gonna keep em movin wild
    Gonna keep a swingin baby
    Im a real wild child

    Well Im just outa school
    Like Im real real cool
    Gotta dance like a fool
    Got the message that I gotta be
    A wild one
    Ooh yeah Im a wild one

    Gotta break it loose
    Gonna keep em movin wild
    Gonna keep a swingin baby
    Im a real wild child

    Im a wild one
    Ooh yeah
    Im a wild one
    Oh yeah
    Im a wild one
    Oh baby
    Im a wild one

    Gotta break it loose
    Gonna keep em movin wild
    Gonna keep a swingin baby
    Im a real wild child

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    Fake Friends

    Joan Jett & the Blackhearts wing it with Fake Friends.



    Lyrics (Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna)

    When you were down they were never there
    When you're all alone you really get to learn
    If you get back up they gonna come around
    All the sycophants they love to make romance
    To the ugly sound of 'em tellin' you what you
    Wanna hear an' you pretend

    Cuz they all agree you're supposed to have a better life
    But you're feelin' worse
    An' they build you up till you fool yourself that you're
    Something else an' it's like a curse cause
    You can't live up to what they made of you
    An' they tell you that you're losin' friends

    Losin' friends, losin' friends
    Ya got nothin to lose
    Ya don't lose when you lose fake friends

    Ya go an tell 'em you were king of the hill
    When ya need a hand - that was yesterday
    Ya see 'em laugh while you're on your knees
    An' it breaks your heart cuz ya gave so much
    An' ya can't believe that ya hit the gound an'
    Ya notice ya been losin' friends

    Losin' friends, losin' friends
    Ya got nothin to lose
    Ya don't lose when you lose fake friends

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    Oh Bondage, Up Yours

    X-Ray Spex deliver on this live shoot of Oh Bondage, Up Yours.



    Bind me tie me
    Chain me to the wall
    I wanna be a slave
    To you all

    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more
    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more

    Chain-store chain-smoke
    I consume you all
    Chain-gang chain-mail
    I don't think at all

    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more
    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more

    Thrash me crash me
    Beat me till I fall
    I wanna be a victim
    For you all

    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more
    Oh bondage up yours
    Oh bondage no more

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    Poly Styrene and X-Ray Spex

    Short documentary on Poly and the Spex.

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    I Am A Poseur

    Punk rock pioneers X-Ray Spex with Poly Strene do it again,, this time getting at the heart of matters, with I Am A Poseur.



    I am a poseur and I don't care
    I like to make people stare
    I am a poseur and I don't care
    I like to make people stare

    Exhibition is the name
    Voyeurism is the game
    Stereoscopic is the show
    Viewing time makes it grow

    My facade is just a fake
    Shock horror no escape
    Sensationalism for the feed
    Caricatures are what you breed

    Anti-art was the start
    Establishments like a laugh
    Yes we're very entertaining
    Overtones can be betraying

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    Identity

    X-Ray Spex and Poly Styrene in 1977, punk forebears, singing Identity.



    Identity is the crisis can't you see
    Identity identity

    When you look in the mirror
    Do you see yourself
    Do you see yourself
    On the t.v. Screen
    Do you see yourself in the magazine
    When you see yourself
    Does it make you scream

    When you look in the mirror
    Do you smash it quick
    Do you take the glass
    And slash your wrists
    Did you do it for fame
    Did you do it in a fit
    Did you do it before
    You read about it

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    Day the World Turned Day-Glo

    Pimping this slide show homage to the Women of 1970s punk rock is the X-Ray Spex and Poly Styrene belting out their smash—Day the World Turned Day-Glo (1978).



    I clambered over mounds and mounds
    Of polystyrene foam
    Then fell into a swimming pool
    Filled with fairy snow

    And watched the world turn
    Day-glo you know you know
    The world turned day-glo you know

    I wrenched the nylon curtains back
    As far as they would go
    Then peered through perspex window panes
    At the acrylic road

    I drove my polypropolene car
    On wheels of sponge
    Then pulled into a wimpy bar
    To have a rubber bun

    The x-rays were penetrating
    Through the latex breeze
    Synthetic fibre see-thru leaves
    Fell from the rayon trees

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    Wendy O. Williams

    The Plasmatics were the most outrageous in an an of outrageous punk rock bands. I saw one of two of these Tom Snyder shows where WEndy and her band blasted out the Masterplan. Unfortunately for vegetarian, soft-spoken Wendy, she later suffered deep bouts of depression and eventually took her own life.

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    Punk Rock Girls

    By the Queers.



    Leather jackets, stupid boyfriends,
    poor report cards, life is just a ball
    Hi- top Chucks and bubblegum and oh my gosh I'd
    love to love them all
    They're so cool their style is never cramped
    Too much of everything and everyone is amped
    Well, don't get hot and bothered
    listen, I know I got problems
    I also know just what this goofy world needs

    Yummy yummy punk rock girls
    I wish they all were punk rock girls

    The smartest of the smartest and the sweetest of
    the sweetest, they're the most
    Me and Dr. Frank have both decided that we love
    them more than toast
    I wish they'd let me share their bubblegum
    And let me hang with them and life would be so fun
    I should be sedated cuz my heart is all inflated
    I guess I gotta get me one or two

    [Chorus]

    I don't know where I'm going, but I know just
    where I'd like to be
    With my punk rock girlfriend kissing me
    Let's go

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    Franco Un-American

    More from the Fat Wreck crew of NoFX.



    I never thought about the universe, it made me feel small
    Never thought about the problems of this planet at all
    Global warming, radio-active sites
    Imperialistic wrongs and animal rights! No!

    Why think of all the bad things when life is so good?
    Why help with an 'am' when there's always a 'could'?
    Let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea
    Outside of California, it's foreign policy

    I don't want changes, I have no reactions
    Your dilemmas are my distractions

    That's no way to go, Franco Un-American
    No way to go, Franco Un-American
    No way to go, Franco Un-American
    No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American

    I never looked around, never second-guessed
    Then I read some Howard Zinn now I'm always depressed
    And now I can't sleep from years of apathy
    All because I read a little Noam Chomsky

    I'm eating vegetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation
    I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes 'cause of globalization
    I'm watching Michael Moore expose the awful truth
    I'm listening to Public Enemy and Reagan Youth

    I see no world peace 'cause of zealous armed forces
    I eat no breath-mints 'cause they're from de-hoofed horses
    Now I can't believe; what an absolute failure
    The president's laughing 'cause we voted for Nader

    That's no way to go, Franco Un-American
    No way to go, Franco Un-American
    No way to go, Franco Un-American
    Where can we go, Franco Un-American

    I want to move north and be a Canadian
    Or hang down low with the nice Australians
    I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican
    What are we gonna do Franco, Franco Un-American

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    The Separation Of Church And Skate

    NoFX gives good video. Here's one truncated version where the heels meet the pavement of good ole punk rock. Off the 2003 CD War on Errorism.



    [Father:] Hey Kids!
    [Kids:] Hey Dad!
    [Father:] What'da want to do today?
    [Kids:] We don't know.
    [Father:] Wanna go to the matinee?
    [Kids:] NO!
    [Father:] Wanna go to the Amusement Park?
    [Kids:] NO!
    [Father:] Wanna go to the punk rock show?
    [Kids:] Yeah! Let's go to the punk rock show!

    Lost in a sea of combat boots,
    flush the bouncers with wasted youth
    When did punk rock become so safe?
    When did the scene become a joke?
    The kids who used to live for beer and speed
    now want their fries and coke
    Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed,
    in fact let's keep noise levels down

    Must separate the church and skate!

    Why don't we put pads on the kids?
    Helmets, head gear and mouth pieces!
    Then we could pad the floor and walls,
    Put cameras inside bathroom stalls
    We make sure only nice bands play,
    Make every show a matinee
    Teach kids to be all they can be,
    and we could sing my country tis of thee
    sweet land of liberty

    When did punk rock become so safe?
    I know it wasn't Duane or Fletcher,
    Who put up the barricades
    Like a stake in the heart,
    Somehow we got driven apart

    [solo]

    I want conflict! I want dissent!
    I want the scene to represent...
    Our hatred of authority,
    Our fight against complacency
    Stop singing songs about girls and love!
    You killed the owl! You freed the dove!
    Confrontation and politics...
    Replaced with harmonies and shticks
    When did punk rock become so tame?
    These fucking bands all sound the same
    We want our fights we want our thugs!
    We want our burns we want our drugs!
    where is the violent apathy?!
    These fucking records are rated G!

    When did punk rock become so safe?!

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    The Brews

    Here's a live version of NoFX doing The Brews



    Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manishevitz
    Goin' out to terrorize Goyem
    Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas
    As long as we're home by Saturday mornin
    Cause hey, we're the Brews
    Sportin' anti-swastika tattoos
    Oi Oi we're the boys
    Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois

    Orthopedic, Dr. Martins good for
    Waffle making, kickin' through the shin
    Reputation, gained through intimidation
    Pacifism no longer tradition

    Cause hey we're the Brews
    Sportin' anti-swastika tattoos
    Oi Oi we're the Brews
    The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead Hebrews

    We got the might, psycho mashuganas
    We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones
    Chutspah, we battle then we feast
    We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat

    We're the Brews
    Sportin' anti-swastika tattoos
    Oi Oi we're the boys
    Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois

    [This is what some of the Jewish terms mean:]
    [Manashevitz = Cheap wine Jews stereotypically drink; Goyem = Non-Jewish people; Shagitz = Preppies; Mashuganas = Yiddish for "Crazy"; Chutspah = Untranslatable Yiddish term meaning a cross between balls and rudeness; "Sporting anti-swastika tattoos" - It's against the Jewish law to get a tattoo; "As long as we're home by Saturday morning" - Jews gotta be home in time for Synagogue; Fairfax = A part of LA where the Orthodox Jews live; "Dai Dayenu" = Part of Jewish Hymn;]

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    King Of Insects

    Assemblage 23 is from Seattle. Sole member of this industrial dance band is Tom Shear. With his strong voice and ample lyrics, the soul-dripping music is sure to charm even the more jaded among the scenesters. King Of insects finishes off the masterful 2001 release of "Failure".



    Words come easy
    Behind a screen
    When there's no interface-to-face
    To be seen

    King of Insects
    You eat your own
    Atop an anthill
    You call your throne

    Kingdom of one
    So unaware
    As one-by-one your subjects
    Vanish into air

    Chatter to the wind
    Make your decree
    And save your venom
    For the ones who disagree

    Your castle walls are falling
    Your body's frail
    Your window on the world
    Is minuscule in scale

    Burrow deep now
    Escape the light
    Heaven forbid you have to face
    The ones you slight

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    Disappoint

    Assemblage 23 is from Seattle. Sole member of this industrial dance band is Tom Shear. Disappoint is off the 2001 release of "Failure".

    Word has it that Disappoint was inspired by the death of Shear's own father. The lyrics have always haunted me as a commune with my own recently deceased mother, having only discovered the CD a year after her death in 2003.



    Do you believe in the nobility of suicide?
    No

    Just one more time
    For the sake of sanity
    Tell me why
    Explain the gravity
    That drove you to this
    That brought you to this place
    That pushed you down
    Into the soil's embrace

    Give me the chance
    I was denied
    To sit and talk with you
    For one last time

    Did I disappoint you?
    Did I let you down?
    Did I stand on the shore
    And watch you as you drowned?
    Can you forgive me?
    I never knew
    The pain you carried
    Deep inside of you.

    I can't forget
    Having to see
    The words that knocked the wind
    Right out of me
    It's not enough
    I've come undone
    Trying to find sense
    Where there is none

    Just give me peace
    You owe me that
    To help ward off the fears
    I must combat

    Did I disappoint you?
    Did I let you down?
    Did I stand on the shore
    And watch you as you drowned?
    Can you forgive me?
    I never knew
    The pain you carried
    Deep inside of you.

    And so I ask
    For one more chance
    To understand
    This senseless circumstance
    Help me to see
    This through your eyes
    The reasons I've been trying
    To surmise

    Though you are gone
    I am still your son
    And Though your pain is over
    Mine has just begun

    Did I disappoint you?
    Did I let you down?
    Did I stand on the shore
    And watch you as you drowned?
    Can you forgive me?
    I never knew
    The pain you carried
    Deep inside of you.

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    I AM THE RAIN

    Assemblage 23 is the reckoning voice of Seattle-based Tom Shear. This serious yet frisky track—I Am The Rain —off the highly recommended "Failure" CD released in November, 2001, pounces past the wet cliches of old school electronica without missing a single beat. Of course, I read this song as an Islamic awareness warning.

    Opening and key phrase too eager to appease places blame on the reticent position that politically-correct multiculturalist Europe is sinning against itself, and this "sin" will suddenly degrade into the cure is the disease. This disease, of course, rqeuires a "need for sacrifice" in what will no doubt become a war for survival against the jihadist-inspired Islamic invasion of the whole kaffir world, not only Europe. The remaining stanza emphasize in current anti-jihadist vocabulary the depth of this threat...

    These amenities are nice
    But there is need for sacrifice
    You must lose so you may gain

    It's too easy to malign
    The implements that steal our time
    But it's we who are to blame

    By interpolation, these two stanzas seem to indicate that materialism has its place, but we should never grow too pre-occupied or complacent with creature comforts to wake up to what's important in order to be available to enjoy them another day, particularly in terms of a civilization's stand against a ruthless enemy on record in aiming to destroy the whole of the West in the name of its religion. Often the Left blames materialism for its powers of alienation, but by emphaszing that "it's we who are to blame" Shear plainly dismisses that silly notion.

    The forces that is the rain are not made entirely clear. Every songwriter loves a good mystery.



    Too eager to appease
    The cure is the disease
    And it's only growing worse

    Day by day it takes its hold
    Divides its cells a thousandfold
    And makes your blindness seem perverse

    Out of sight and out of mind
    Are deadly traits when they're combined
    But it's easier that way

    Sit and watch the world go by
    While all the problems multiply
    With nothing left to do but pray

    I am the rain
    Falling down to cover you
    Wish me away
    But I'm here for your own good
    I am the storm
    Sent to wake you from your dream
    Show me your scorn
    But you'll thank me in the end

    These amenities are nice
    But there is need for sacrifice
    You must lose so you may gain

    It's too easy to malign
    The implements that steal our time
    But it's we who are to blame

    Fill your pockets while you can
    And try to keep the upper hand
    The voice of reason sounds so shrill

    Surround yourself with all you own
    Work your fingers to the bone
    And happiness evades you still

    I am the rain
    Falling down to cover you
    Wish me away
    But I'm here for your own good
    I am the storm
    Sent to wake you from your dream
    Show me your scorn
    But you'll thank me in the end

    Too eager to appease
    You've lost the forest for the trees
    And it really is a shame

    It is such a sorry sight
    When you evaluate your life
    You've only got yourself to blame

    I am the rain
    Falling down to cover you
    Wish me away
    But I'm here for your own good
    I am the storm
    Sent to wake you from your dream
    Show me your scorn
    But you'll thank me in the end

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    Wednesday, November 14, 2007

    Dark Angel

    Dark Angel from VNV Nation rips into the inner groove, capturing headline and eyeliner, fueling the urge to strengthen resolve, and buckle up for the rough sailing ahead. Featuring strong vocals and a pulsating anthemic beat. One of their best tracks, bar none. From the 2000 release called "Empires".


    In your dream you see me clear
    I have no restraint, no fear
    Powerless I watched from faces I'd assumed.
    My purpose set. My will defined.
    Caress the air.
    Embrace the skies.
    Escape the sorrow and restraint of mortal cities.

    Give me time I will be clear.
    Given time you'll understand
    What possesses me to right what you have suffered.
    I'm in this mood because of scorn.
    I'm in a mood for total war.
    To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

    So many years I stood among the thoughts
    and tears of those I served.
    Among my own I was alone through my own doing.
    All the years I walked unknown
    behind the faces I assumed.
    Powerless to clear your mind of what you'd suffered.

    They fall again.
    They fall again.

    Give me time I will be clear.
    Given time you'll understand
    What possesses me to right what you have suffered.
    I'm in this mood because of scorn.
    I'm in a mood for total war.
    To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.
    There is no faith in which to hide.
    Even truth is filled with lies.
    Doubting angels fall to walk among the living.
    I'm in this mood because of scorn.
    I'm in a mood for total war.
    To the darkened skies once more and ever onward.

    I'd only come here seeking peace.
    I'd only come here seeking me.

    It seems I came to leave.

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    Standing

    VNV Nation began with inspiration from the clash of modern and classical Europe cultures, where mythology and technology live in an uneasy fusion but this has since broadened to encompass a world view. The music ranges from electronic dance music to ballads and classical inspired music. Inspirations are taken from a wide range of styles including contemporary underground club culture, industrial and classical music. The lyrics draw on philosophy, literature, art, politics and different forms of symbolism. VNV Nation does not advocate any ideology, but is a metaphor for expression.

    This video is a live version of Standing, a soaring melodic track from the 2002 release—Pastperfect.


    Eyes betray the soul and bear it's thinking.
    Beyond words they say so many things to me.
    A stranger here reborn it seems
    awaking wonders deep in me.
    If nothing's ventured nothing's gained
    so I must seize the day.

    And fighting time so hard I pray
    that this moment lasts forever.
    And will the world stay standing still at least for me.
    Through my eyes stare into me.
    I bear my heart for all to see.
    With my face turned to the sun there ever standing still.

    It wasn't you it wasn't me it wasn't anyone.
    It was a day so long awaited and a chance to be as me.
    I let the wind run through my hands
    as I turned to walk away.
    In distant days I long to sense it all so clear.

    And fighting time so hard I pray
    that this moment lasts forever.
    And will the world stay standing still at least for me.
    Through my eyes stare into me.
    I bear my heart for all to see.
    With my face turned to the sun there ever standing still.
    And fighting time so much I ask.
    I will this morning last forever.
    Though seasons change and things come to pass
    remain inside of me.
    And fighting time so hard I pray
    that this moment lasts forever.
    and will the world stay standing still at least for me.

    I had no faith before that day in any vow or deed.
    Days followed days and years were meaningless.
    Despite the wisdom of defeat
    I bore my heart for all to see the wonders I'd seen.

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    Tuesday, November 13, 2007

    God's Gonna Cut You Down

    In his last days Johnny Cash didn't stop doing what he had done for most of his adult life, seeking redemption and self-analysis through a song. Here from "American V: A Hundred Highways" is God's Gonna Cut You Down. Word is Trent Reznor wrote the song. The acompanying music on this track is very weak, like Cash at the time, but the lyrics and this video surely sum up the man's philosophy during most and particularly at the end of his life.

    You can run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down

    Go tell that long tongue liar
    Go and tell that midnight rider
    Tell the rambler,
    The gambler,
    The back biter
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

    Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
    My head's been wet with the midnight dew
    I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
    He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
    I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
    He called my name and my heart stood still
    When he said, "John go do My will!"

    Go tell that long tongue liar
    Go and tell that midnight rider
    Tell the rambler,
    The gambler,
    The back biter
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

    You can run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down

    Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
    Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
    But as sure as God made black and white
    What's done in the dark will be brought to the light

    You can run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Run on for a long time
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down
    Sooner or later God'll cut you down

    Go tell that long tongue liar
    Go and tell that midnight rider
    Tell the rambler,
    The gambler,
    The back biter
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
    Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down

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