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"You know, I think drugs have done some good for us. I really do. And if you don't believe that drugs have done any good for us, do me a favor: go home, take all your CDs and burn them. Because you know what? The musicians who made all that great music and changed your lives, well... they were seriously high, damn it!"
Hicks was right. Was he also referring to the Flipper? Maybe not, but the aphorism could easily apply to them as well.
Four stragglers (lacking grace) who partly take the reins of what was invented by the Velvet Underground and partly the (sonic) wild aspect of the Stooges, transforming everything into an experimental, noisy, and decadently hardcore mix that both internalized and, at the same time, emphasized their discomfort, their existential pain.
Violent. Disturbed. Hallucinatory. Claustrophobic. Noisy.
In "Album - Generic" (1982), the debut album of the four Californians, they screamed their malaise with disarming naturalness, setting the rules for "modern" noise rock from which Sonic Youth to Nirvana, and not just them, would draw. Not only, because the influence of this seminal album is noticeable, from the eighties onwards, on various occasions of rock production in a broad sense.
And two years after "Album", before the death of Will Shatter (vocals and bass), they return with this "Gone Fishin'", which in itself does not add anything that hasn't already been said in the debut album, but which deserves to be recognized at least for having continued, albeit less incisively, on the destructive path of an epochal album.
Tracklist and Lyrics
05 Sacrifice (04:26)
Can't you hear the war cry?
It's time to enlist
The people speak as one
The cattle, the crowd
Those too afraid to live
Demand a sacrifice
A sacrifice
Cant you smell their stinking breath
Listen to them
Wheezing and gasping and
Chanting their slogans
The grave diggers song
Demand a sacrifice
A sacrifice
Can't you smeel the fresh blood
Steaming into the soil
As our patriots
Fathers and mothers and lovers
Admire the military style
Praising God and the state
Crying tears of pride
For the sons and lovers
For all the fools slaughteres
For the maimed, the dying
And the dead
So the nation will live
So the people will remain as cattle
Demand a sacrifice
A sacrifice
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