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Perhaps someone will remember the ancient times when the internet was a vast and new expanse. Times when these cyber territories were explored aboard rickety 56k modems on shaky and unstable connections. Times when WinMx was the cutting edge, and the frontier advanced every day thanks to heroes who will never be spoken of enough. These heroes, these seemingly invulnerable beings, these shady characters, these cowards, were the procurers of "CDscaricatiEmasterizzati", which they peddled around at a high price.
Given my reactionary nature, but especially because the famous "CDscaricatiEmasterizzati" had a horrible quality, but especially because I've disliked trappers since the days of David Crockett, I always avoided purchasing anything from these characters (since free is one thing, but if I also have to pay...). However, the goods circulated through other means, and one of these was the art of bartering:
"Did you buy the latest Ciddi of so-and-so?"
"Will you lend it to me?"
"Come on, lend it to me?"
"Come on?"
When it didn't end with a slap, perhaps you could even bring home something nice.
One day, the resident metalhead at my school said to me: "Check these out, they sound like the Iron Maiden", looking at me with that knowing look. Well, I sure wasn't saying no to a free Ciddi. I got home and gave the Ciddi a listen; two things were immediately clear to me:
1) the guy may have been a metalhead, but I'm pretty sure he didn't know shit about metal
2) ah, thrash (or trahsh? or trashh? or htrash?) medal, what a vast territory: more than the internet!
In short, the album in question was "Under The Influence" by New Yorkers Overkill, and no: they have nothing to do with Iron Maiden.
I won't dwell much on the album: it sounds like a mix between Megadeth and Anthrax (more for the rowdy attitude than anything else), with the bass generally in the foreground, a shrill and angry singer, songs not entirely linear and sometimes spot-on melodies.
If asked about the coolest thrash metal bands, aside from the usual four, I'd mention in order Testament, Dark Angel, and these Overkill. Of this Overkill, I would definitely recommend listening to "Under The Influence". Need anything else? But then, who the hell am I to recommend anything to anyone?!
For the record: I have always really appreciated light green on a black background.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Shred (04:05)
Last time you saw me,
I was walking, out the door.
Got a nasty habit,
Comin'..., back for more.
Ain't just a threat no!
It's a promise, well kept.
So when all is said and done,
I came to shred...
Shred! Simply stated,
Shred! In a word.
Shred! Simply stated,
Shred!
Dirty little rumor, circulating round...
Spreadin' like the plague. in every little town.
Capturing the spirit! and goin' to the head.
Comin' from a blindspot,
Comin' out to shred! shred!
You know me...
Go!
Next time you see me!
I'll be walking, through that door.
And all those nasty habits,
Risin' up once more.
Here comes the promise,
In actions not said.
So make no bones about it...
I'm back to shred....!
You or me.
Shred! Simply.
Shred! Shred!
Shred! In a word...
Shred! Shred! Shred!
Shred!!! Shred!
03 Hello From the Gutter (04:13)
All those dreams and broken glass.
Swept down the sewer with the rest of the trash.
Never to be seen again.
Now you're makin' a home in a garbage can!!!
But here's a little story that I lived to tell.
Hello from the gutter!
Hello from our little hell...!
Wasted days, watsed nights.
Hypnotized by the city lights!
Another king, another queen.
Livin' in the shadows so they can't be seen!
Remember all the world lies at your feet.
And the big apple's rotten,
Rotten in the heat.
Hello! Hello!
Hello from the gutter.
Hello! Hello!
Hello from the gutter!!!
Hello! Hello!
Hello from the gutter.
Hello! Hello!
Hello from the gutter...!!!
Gutter child, sweet sixteen.
Broadway stars that have never been!!!
All those dreams and broken glass,
Swept down the sewer with the rest of the trash.
Well here's a little story that we lived to tell.
Hello from the gutter!
Hello from our little hell...!
Hello from the gutter.
Hello from the gutter. Hey!
Welcome the the gutter!
We've been expecting you!
05 Brainfade (04:09)
Spit it out, suck it in.
Let that genius flow.
All the answers to all the questions,
There's nothing you don't know.
Experience is an asset,
When you've done most anything.
Just call it intuition.
Just call it anything!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Backed against the wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
To contradict it all!
I know you like a book.
I know all the lies.
I know, that you know,
Your mouth is catchin' flies.
Blank expression, a burnt out bulb,
A thimble full of wit.
Endless stories never follow,
In short you're full of shit.
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trade.
Backed against that wall...
To an all but captive audience,
Watch out!
Here it comes!
Brainfade!
Take a minute to think,
Brainfade!
Stop flappin' your gums
Brainfade!
You're gettin' in deep.
Brainfade!
And I'm fallin' asleep.
When you're talkin' to me,
Brainfade!
It's easy to see,
Brainfade!
That what comes outta your mouth,
Brainfade!
I can't beleive!
"Hey you know, you ain't gonna beleive,
this is what really happened last night.
Vegas, I went out there, I went, I lost a hundred bucks.
I go all the way back to the RV, right?
I get back, I don't even drink any times.
I got another hundred bucks, I didn't wanna be screwed up.
I finally won all my money back. Unbeleivable... by the way,
what the hell did you guys do with all the towels?
I'm gonna have to explain this to the desk clerk."
Brain! fade!
Spit it out, suck it in.
Let that genius flow.
All the answers to all the questions,
There's nothing you don't know.
Blank expression, a burnt out bulb,
A thimble full of wit.
Endless stories never follow,
In short you're full of shit!!!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Backed against the wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
He'll contradict it all!
Watch him fade,
The jack of all trades.
Up against that wall...!
Watch him fade,
He's quite afraid,
He'll contradict it all!
06 Drunken Wisdom (06:17)
Stop cryin'.
Ain't feeling sorry for you.
Why don't you fade away?
Got no time.
No time for what I gotta do.
And get a message through.
Kiss my ass.
Your bitchin's a bore.
Don't wanna hear it no... more.
So stop cryin'.
Ain't feelin' nothing for you.
Don't like it there's the door.
Sorry if I'm not as nice as you could be!
Why don't you take the time to see?
That the world! does not revolve around only you.
And we got better things to do.
You're starvin'.
Just startin' to talk.
I think you know it all...
I'm sick.
I eat this shit everyday,
Why don't we give you a call.
Authoritative.
And a reason to live.
You answer questions for me..!
Opinionated.
With a brain like a sieve,
Why don't you let it be?
Come back here, drink our beer,
Bend my ear with no idea!
Wrong or right,
A true philosopher.
Defining our performance.
Why don't you get yourself a life?
Just get the fuck out.
We don't care, what they say,
We'll be there tommorrow! like we're here today.
And all the criticism in the world,
Won't change a note we play!!!
Mix it up, throw it down,
We came to play, not to mess around.
We don't care, what they say,
We'll be there tommorrow like we're here today.
Don't do it for the money.
Do it for the thrill.
True to life is what you get,
We're, livin' for the kill.
Drunken
Wisdom
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