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Rating: What’s the point of repeating oneself? None. 'Screw whoever repeats themselves. Maximum respect for Greg Ginn and his band of merrymakers who, once they had canonized Hardcore with "Damaged", making it as fast and fierce as possible, let their hair grow and put Grateful Dead back on the table, proudly turning up the volume.
STOP: the spliff is removed from behind the ear, it's lit up; we slow everything down, riff after riff, more flamboyant as we have fun. FORWARD!
After instructing the Melvins and the three thousand sub-genres—from metal to Tibetan folk music—that the latter baptized with "My War" in their hearts, after creating a career for Fu Manchu with "Slip It In", obsessed with the post-Ozzy Sabbath tapes which they blasted in the van while traversing up and down America, they unleash their delinquency.
Those who know them describe them as industrious ants who slept under the desks of SST offices and who divided their time between high-quality weed and a Dan Armstrong in a sort of neuron-mashing ritual aimed at finding the lost riff. In 1985 alone, they wrote, recorded, pressed, and distributed two albums and an EP. "Loose Nut" is the first to come into the world. The older brother, the black sheep, and bad example for the rest of the offspring.
The explosive start of “Loose Nut” with those guitars spreading from the speakers at the speed of light; “Bastard in Love”—half stolen from the Pistols and half from some cheesy Hair Metal band—that even the folks from MTV would have liked and that gets stuck in your synapses when Henry Rollins starts shouting “my love is real, my love is reeeeal”; ultra-tracked panzer—making even Tony Iommi of the good old days drool—before unleashing chaos under the stage for “Modern Man”; “I’m the One” to be listened to only after ten o'clock at night and with a few liters down, with that verse riff you end up whistling for a week; slow procession like a black mass, Sabbath spinning around again, before exploding in the refrain: “Now She’s Black”. Vocal cords that nearly snap.
BOOM: everyone laid out on the ground. The record is over. Go in peace or play it again and get busy.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Loose Nut (04:36)
Loose nut in my head
Loose nut rattling my skull
Crying for a human touch
Or anything that'll reach my soul
*(x2) Loose nut in my head
A bolt of lightning between my legs
I can't think straight my mind's a mess
I only see straight when I'm being led
Loose nut, I want head
The loneliness I dread
Loose nut you can help
Be with me so I don't hurt myself
*(x2)
Loose nut, no bolt fits
My head is giving me fits
Loose nut looking for diversion
Just anything that'll let me stick it in
*(x2)
Don't mind my crazy smile
Hand me the phone so I can dial
I'll be back in a little while
But first I gotta get some vertical smile
*(x2)
03 Annihilate This Week (04:45)
You annihilated this week
Now it's Sunday and you weep
A future of fun
Or a guilt loaded run
Your carnal desires fanning the fires
You're really burnin' 'em up
Partying n' such
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
You never think that hard
Til the devil's in your backyard
But she can't quite forget
that night in my corvette
Annihilating the week
Sledge hammers to the street
But then on Sunday
You're looking mighty weak
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
I'm a smokin' and drinkin' thing
(you're a regular social machine)
I'm a smokin' and drinkin' thing
(you're a radical partyin' machine)
Annihilating this week
Screwing everything that you meet
She thinks she's feeling better
But her conscience won't let her
Your thoughts temporarily deceived
But your virginity can't be retreived
You never had it before
And now you can't close the door
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
All week long.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
Annihilate.
08 Sinking (04:36)
Sinking
Wanting
Thinking
Sinking all the while
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
When it's cold outside
When it's cold inside
When it hurts to be alone
It hurts to be alone
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
When I'm feeling it
When I'm down and out
When I'm feeling it
When I'm down and out
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
All torn up
All torn down
Yeah
I'm thinking that I'm sinking
and I'm sinking all the while
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Falling down
Falling down
I stand up
To fall back down
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Caving in
Caving in
I think my heart
Is caving in
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Dead air
Dead phone
Dead quiet
Sinking all the while
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Writhing my hands
Grinding my teeth
Staring at the floor
Sinking all the while
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Cutting my teeth on the blues
soul sinking to the bottom of my shoes
Thinking my life's a waiting Game
Staring at my grave and feeling the same
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
When I want what I want
When I want what I want
When I need it
I need it
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
When all I need
Is all I need
When I need it
I need it
It hurts to be alone
When it hurts to be alone
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
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