Anti-NATO Metal

[shaberon]

In my experience, there is a big difference between this music and the 60s American rock that came out in the Vietnam era. Most of that music was pacifying, and tended to take the fight out of the listener.


Further along, as, so to speak, restrictions were lifted, and it was a bit more feasible to play guitar around Europe, things changed. Most of this metal takes the guts of punk and elaborates it. And so it is more about getting you to think and fight on the right side.

Now there is much more like this in almost all the countries. But, relatively a long time ago, there was a big upsurge in for example, German bands, which most of these are, unless otherwise noted. And so what they are talking about is not very theoretical. They know things are twisted, and they are very reactive against the same "higher powers" that we are still dealing with.


So I am posting a few things from off the top of my head from the early days when there were only a few of these kinds of bands. Given the chronology, we will see that this is not a passing trend, it is a sub-culture of what we might call "never believers" in the western or NATO garbage that has been cast over us.


As the particular globe is making a very hellish rift at NATO's behest, combining the military with biological programs, Orwellian double speak politics, religious prejudice, and so on, I feel like gathering some stuff that attacks this very theme.


Running Wild (1976, still active)

Victim of State's Power


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Fight the Fire of Hate:

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Fight, fight, the fire of hate, fight the evil before it's too late
Fight, fight, that life killing flame, cause where the blood flows, no words can ease the pain



Accept (1969, still active)

TV War



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T.V. war is part of life
Entertaining and far, far away
What a story and how they fight
Let's gamble and guess who will win

Danger is nowhere
We still got the chance to switch off
Remote control and the guarantee
It's somewhere else

refrain:
T.V. war - T.V. war
Bloodless but deadly and cruel
T.V. war - T.V. war

We are eating, while we're watching
People die on the screen
Toasted and roasted and scrambled and fried
We are greedy and pay

Information - in between
Missiles are in the air
You can hear them and see
They're already here

refrain

Oh, yeah!

According to informed sources
Of the defence ministry:
There is now confirmation
That enemy missiles have penetrated our airspace
Impact is estimated in a matter of minutes
Good evening!

T.V. war - T.V. war
Bloodless but deadly and cruel
T.V. war - T.V. war
Bloodless but deadly and cruel
T.V. war - T.V. war



Krokus (Swiss, 1975, still active)

Out of Control


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Hellhammer (Swiss, 1982)


reborn as:

Tom Warrior's Triumph of Death (https://www.facebook.com/HellhammerTriumphOfDeath)

This one is incredibly symbolic.

Horus Aggressor

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Was it tomorrow
Or will it be yesterday
When abolished, rotten instincts
Will, for the last time, be awake
And malice, slander, and hate
Will rule the ignorant heart

Aggressor - Deceiver of Reality - Aggressor
Aggressor - Inverter of Protection - Aggressor

The final chapter is yet unwritten
But the trail leads toward greed
Who will be the traitor
How many, all of them?
Ruthless is the creation
Created through pale ages


Duplicated in confusion
Horizons of black fire
Thorns in the chosen's eye
Stench of false hails
Decline of all thrones
When only perception can survive


Was it still tomorrow
Or yet will it be yesterday
When abolished, rotten instincts
Were, for the last time, ruling minds
Then... eternal silence
And the future remains the past





Acid (Brugges, Belgium, 1980)

reborn as Kate's Acid (https://www.facebook.com/KatesACID)

Satan's Delivery



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He's an evil priest from the east
Who has settled down in the west
Is he a man or is he a beast
As long as he lives I won't find any rest
His home is one of the strangest bastions
Used by the cruel dark legions
He is Satan's delivery
He's the white - eyed omen, oh can't you see
He has most powerful weapons
Through his hands anything could happen
It is his blue ball of transition
Which is his door into the fifth dimension
He rules the disciples of Enam
Still he's mighty with or without them
He is Satan's delivery
He is the white - eyed omen, oh can't you see
You can bury him alive
Cut out his heart & burn it
It just won't help, you can't kill him
Whatever you try, he's bound to win
Born with a curse so that he would be
Raised by the demons on Satan's family
He is Satan's delivery
He's the white - eyed omen, oh can't you see
He ain't the kind of man you'd think
He makes heads roll & smashes brains
The moment his eyes start to blink
He houses in your brains & soul
He uses people for his plans
So they can kill for him in trance
He is Satan's delivery
He's the white - eyed omen, oh can't you see


Enam (https://www.abarim-publications.com/Meaning/Enam.html):


Two Fountains, Two Eyes

From the noun עין ('ayin), which means both eye and fountain.

The name Enam occurs only once in the Bible. It belongs to a location that came to be situated in the territory allotted to the tribe of Judah (Joshua 15:34). Most scholars think that Enam is the same as the place called Enaim, but there is no evidence for that (or the contrary).






Sodom (1982, still active)

Unbury the Hatchet


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Raging generals, serious games
They don't know what is really going on
Like a clever move in a game of chess
To make an enemy of the world
They stick at nothing
You better give yourself up
Can't stop to see you suffering
Time for your blood to spill
Unbury the hatchet
Kick the mighty from their seats
Unbury the hatchet
And exalt them of low degree
Wartime comrades, sure of victory
With the threat of an air attack
To strike down the despotical tyrant
Who measures his strength with God
They stick at nothing
You better give yourself up
Can't stop to see you suffering
Time for your blood to spill
Unbury the hatchet
Kick the mighty from their seats
Unbury the hatchet
And exalt them of low degree
Unbury the hatchet
Kick the mighty from their seats
Unbury the hatchet
And exalt them of low degree
Stirred up aggression, we'll not be defeated
It's hard enough for me to say
According to martial law, we shot 'em down
There will be Hell to pay
Unbury the hatchet
Kick the mighty from their seats
Unbury the hatchet
And exalt them of low degree
Unbury the hatchet
Unbury the hatchet
There will be Hell to pay



Voivod (Quebec, 1981, still active)

Macrosolutions to Mega Problems


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[I am B]

There is a side of metal that imo is one of the most empowering and even pacifist movements right now, specially in the newer generations. The harder sounds correlate with the increased anger, and the lyrics became, imo, deeper and more spiritual rather than plain political.

Thanks for bringing up the topic. Here's a bunch from my own library.

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And my personal favourite, spammed all around avalon already :_D

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[ExomatrixTV]

Nato's greed & expansion is due to the CFR & Bilderberg Meetings ... certainly not representing the citizens of all Nato countries.


tinyurl.com/NATO-CRIMES (https://http://tinyurl.com/NATO-CRIMES)

[Vicus]

another variation, metal funk



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8de2W3rtZsA

[Matthew]

I've posted it in and around the forum a lot already, but here it is again. The context of the album is addiction (and abuse of recovering addicted), titled 'Thirteenth Step' by A Perfect Circle and the song is 'Pet'

Here's 'Rappers React To [A Perfect Circle "Pet"]'.

Starts 7 minutes into the video, before that they're chatting about what they've learned about the song so far.

https://youtu.be/RpX7mGEis1c?t=420

[shaberon]

...the lyrics became, imo, deeper and more spiritual rather than plain political.

Thanks for bringing up the topic. Here's a bunch from my own library.



Lamb of God are semi-near neighbors of mine, I was able to see them one time at some relatively small venue.


Another fairly close one is Valient Thorr. I first found Valient Himself beside me on the floor of some opening band who was opening for them who were opening for the legendary MC5. They may be among the first, hard edge, kick you in the face type of bands. A lot of older punk lyrics do seem a bit more rebellion for its own sake, angst without a cause. These guys are newer ca. 2000 but have a lot of albums full of thoughtful controversy. Because they are American, it is a bit more in that view than NATO/living under it, but otherwise basically the same.


1000 Winters in a Row

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One of their first songs is foresighted enough to specifically invite people in Ukraine to "get on board".

Tough Customer

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I'll tell you somethin'
The pain subsided when the medicine twisted
You got that kind for the ailments you listed
You know what I found to be of use to me?
Up here at the top of society?
We can see all the problems from distance
Your dealers out sellin' all of the good sh!t
Those who are out in the alleys at midnight
Are the tough ones who can put up a good fight
And that's what I need to put it up in the air right now
Put it up like this
Tough, tough, tough, tough
Tough, tough, tough, tough
Tough, tough, tough, tough
Oh baby I'm hot stinkin' 'n' sweet yeah
Oh my momma from my head to my feet yeah oh
Uh who's the best band momma you just better take yourself a poll
'Cause when we get started it's outta control, rock 'n' roll
All right oh yeah she's one tough baby
Oh all right oh yeah she's one tough momma
Are you messin' with are y'all messin' with
Is he'a messin' with one tough customer
Who's messin' with is she'a messin' with
Are we messin' with one tough customer
Who's a messin', are you a messin'
Is she'a messin' with one tough customer
Who's a messin', is she'a messin'
Are we messin' with one tough customer oh
My god
Oh baby I'm hot stinkin' 'n' sweet yeah
Oh my momma from my head to my feet yeah oh
Uh who's the best band momma you just better take yourself a poll
'Cause when we get started it's outta control, rock 'n' roll
All right oh yeah she's one tough baby
Oh all right oh yeah well I can feel it oh!
Are you messin' with is he'a messin' with
Are they messin' with one tough customer
Who's messin' with is she'a messin' with
Are y'all messin' with one tough customer
Is he'a messin', I hear you messin'
Are they'a messin' with one tough customer
Who's a messin', is she'a messin'
Are we messin' with one tough customer oh
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
Now the people all across the globe, now we been here for a few years now
And we walked across this land, and them rivers, and them streams, and them ravines
And we come to different places, different points in time where we leave our mark
And in those different metropolises, and in those different townships
And in those different scenes that we come across, we need those people, and we need
Those tough customers in the alleyways and we always look at 'em
And we say, are you on my team
Come on all you gotta have is that positive I energy
I need you to give it to me like this
You gotta make it make it make it make it make it make it make it all right
I'm talkin' 'bout all the people in North America in South America
Australia in the Ukraine in Europe
In the UK get up get hyped
You gotta make it make it make it make it make it make it make it all right
I'm talkin' about the North Pole the South Pole the equator the prime meridian
Everybody in the world under the sea and in the sky and the stars and the moon... and the sun
Get hyped
You gotta make it make it make it make it make it make it make it all right all over the world
You gotta make it let's make it let's make it let's make it
Let's make it make it make it make it make it make it make it all right come on
Let's make it let's make it make it make it
We gotta make it make it make it make it make it make it make it all right come on
Let's make it make it make it make it make it make it oh
She can make it, he can make it, we can make it, they can make it







Skyclad (UK, 1990)

Think Back and Lie of England


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The following band is one of the few who can say they played their twentieth anniversary in two sets with original and new line-ups.

And so if we consider the time frame, and, whether these people appear to be living under the Grim Reaper, my story is that this appears to be a better experience than I was having at the time.

Alkonost (Russia, 1997)

Лента на ветру/Lenta na vetru (live on Moscow 2021)

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Kreator (Germany, 1981)

Europe After the Rain


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Indecisive government
Regardless of brutal punishment
Indestructible regiment
Twice as many lives
Perversion never too bizarre
Can't remember who we are
Influenced us to get this far
Emotions paralyzed
Monotony provokes the escalation
Terrifying industry protect departed nations
Can't get back together again
Leaving Europe after the rain
Acceptance of neo-fascist
Persecuting anarchists
Put the wrong ones on the list
Let the new age begin
Monotony provokes the escalation
Terrifying industry protect departed nations
Can't get back they're going insane
Leaving Europe after the rain
Can't look at the world the way
I did before, can't ignore
They've all mutated into materialistic parasites

Can't forget the pictures I saw on television
Can't close my eyes on this abstract spectrum
Tomorrow I'll be gone
Forcing them to support without asking
Imprisoned in factories for a lifetime
Reasons are becoming meaningless
Optimism leaves the bitter taste of hopelessness
Tomorrow I'll be gone
Monotony provokes the escalation
Terrifying industry protect departed nations
Can't get back together again
Leaving Europe after the rain
A complex keeps the industries
In motion, for some new disease
Bound to those who still resist
Yet harder to find
Monotony provokes the escalation
Terrifying industry protect departed nations
Can't get back they're going insane
Leaving Europe after the rain



In 1987, vocalist Udo Dirkschneider left Accept and used the material for the next album, including this song about child soldiers. The two bands since then have a complex history which includes Udo using his son Sven as the drummer to play all the Accept songs...this song is still played live in Bulgaria, Russia, etc...

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They are young and they’re kids and believe what they see
To do what they’ve been told
And so they walk away with open eyes

Some are eight or nine or ten
And they die like a fly, and no one knows
Who they are, they’re smaller than the gun they load

See their eyes open wide
They died before they ever cried

They die in the streets and they die in the fields
When they do what they’ve been told
But now they’re lying dead
Their eyes are closed

Some are eight or nine or ten
And they die like a fly and no one knows
Who they are, they’re smaller than the gun they load

See their eyes open wide
They died before they ever cried
Who taught them how, how to pray
Who told them they’re in paradise when they’re gonna die

They are blind and they can’t fight
They want war
They are blind and they can’t fight
They want war
They are blind and they can’t fight
They want war
They are blind and they can’t fight
They want war! Yeah

(They are blind and they can’t fight)
(They want war)

(...)

You’re gonna pay the price
You little devil in disguise
For taking life with no regard
You’ll go to hell and there you’ll burn
Children in the battlefield, please don’t go
Little birds with fluttering hearts, please don’t go




A band like Iron Maiden is known for jumping all around the board, talking about everything. Nothing wrong with that. There is a bit more focus in the albums from Running Wild. Almost their whole career consists of aiming at militancy and higher powers especially from around the 1700s to now. Here is a bunch more of them.


This one is a trick ending about capitalist lies through time:

The War (lyric)

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Next he would be talking about people from his country in the 1940s.

Bad to the Bone

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Fifty years ago with the world at war
Lands bloodied - devastated
Better believe they're back for more
Pounding the world with a fist of steel
Jack booted, heavy handed
Careless of the pain we feel

Bastards - throwing life away
Killers - Alive today
Don't tell no lies
I see through your eyes
You're bad to the bone
Don't tell no lies
You can't hear the cries
'Cause you're bad to the bone

Times have changed but he don't know
Zoot suit, black tie
Careless that the lies are low
One for all and all for one
Talking smooth - hidden truth
Time bomb ticking just begun

Bastards - throwing life away
Killers - Alive today
Don't tell no lies
I see through your eyes
You're bad to the bone
Don't tell no lies
You can't hear the cries
'Cause you're bad to the bone

Standing alone for the world to see
Non-starter - push harder
Be all that you can be
He still believes his time will come
Small wonder - old thunder
Can't he see that he's wrong


Soulless

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Resilient


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The Guardian

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Before the darkness, before the light
The guardians' soul stood the sands of time
He ruled the void, he ruled the dark
All came to birth, the holy spark

Watch out, be strong, choose! when the war is on
Watch out, time's long, until all evil is gone

Rise or fall, standing proud or losing all
Die or live, destruction takes and freedom gives

He watches dark, he watches light
Two souls to proof, wrong or right
A constant fight, a war foretold
A settled plan, what future holds

(Pre)

(Chorus)
(Leadbreak Rolf)

The final plan, the final fight
Casting out, dark or light
The lie will fall, truth will stand
The serpent dies by its own hand

[Strat]

Underrated song and brilliant video:
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[I am B]

I've seen most of em, except the Valient Thorr doods and the Russians. Preety cool jam! ^^

You probably know em. For me Annihilator is one of the coolest in the subgenre, right next to Kreator! Their lyrics are a bit more neutral, but the feeling and message is still there.

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Serj is such a contradiction of a dude. I feel he has great intentions but falls for the MSM so so often (always). He was a super anti-Trump pro-Biden dude when the Armenian conflict started. Now that biden obviously doesn't give a damn about his country (in opposition to what he promised) hes crying. And got into a crossroads because the ones helping Armenia are the Russians, so he wants to condemn them for Ukraine, but ask for guns to defend his country. A hell of a musician though.

[shaberon]

I've seen most of em, except the Valient Thorr...



Around here we have mostly had East Coast Hardcore, e. g., Agnostic Front and so on. For a while, it seemed to get easier and more possible for bands from Germany and those other places to come through, but, then, that turned back around. I can remember Kreator twice with what they had I think in 1990 and then again 2005.



This chick did not start with all party and love songs:



Warlock/Dorothy Pesch (1983)

After the Bomb

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The biggest war has ended
The smoke gets away
The sun is coming up
To salute the horrible day

An endless battlefield
Overcrowded with death
Ah there's no-one there
Who could have been blessed
No singing of a bird
Rustle of a tree

And all is carried off
All is carried off
For a few merciless creatures
The war is a game

And all the time
They want to play it for gain
Ooh the war has ended
No singing of a bird
Rustle of a tree

And all is carried off
All is carried offIt is all ove
rLife was in vain
All that had seemed important
Didn't reveal its aim
War has ended
No singing of a bird
Rustle of a tree
And all is carried off
All is carried off



Out of Control (lyric)

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East Meets West--duet with Udo

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Killing time
Watching signs
I'm waitin'
See on the other side of town
I've seen the walls come tumblin' down
So I've come here to make you shake

So get up get up, get up get up
Oh come on, come on
Come on why don't you come on

When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's a finger on the trigger of a very troubled mind
Working for the love of Satan
There's no blisters on his fingers
There's no blood on his clothes
But I've seen the world that he's been makin'

So get up, get up, get up, get up
Oh come on, come on, come on, why don't you come on

When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West

When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West

So get up, get up, get up, get up
Oh come on, come on, come on

When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West
There's gonna be one hell of a mess
When East meets West



Few things more from the angle of mind control:


Artillery (Denmark 1985)

Don't Believe

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Human, I can read your mind
Stranger, from the edge of time
Watcher, water's running deep
Seer, when your eyes don't weep
Clear your thoughts
Ease your mind
And I say
Don't believe a word
Unless it's proven true
You might just catch a spell
Damnation upon you
Teacher, learnin' from the card
Preacher, lovin' you is so damn hard
And the tales, that you tell
Don't believe a word
Unless it's proven true
You might just catch a spell
Damnation upon you
Liar, your brain is runnin' wild
Crier, elemental child
Sinner, playin' with your thoughts
Winner, are you feeling lost?
Solve the maze, case the haze
And I say
Don't believe a word
Unless it's proven true
You might just catch a spell
Damnation upon you



Entombed (Sweden 1987)

Put off the Scent


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Are you of the kind
Who use to leave yourself
Temporarely
Transform into someone else
Are you of the kind
Who's got a face on each side
A split personality
Whose only truth is lie
You might have been - where I've been
You might have seen - just what I've seen
But you didn't go where I went
You were just put off the scent
What would it take for you to realize
That you're following a fool
You think you're a part of something
But you are merely a tool
(Lead: Cederlund Lead: Hellid)
(Lead: Cederlund)
Are you of the kind
Who can say nothing in a million ways
Embellishment will never conquer
The beauty that the ugly truth
Portrays



Pestilence (Netherlands, 1987)

Subordinate to the Domination

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Anxiety provides the aspect of days
Dislodge and make them disappear
Domination in sadistic ways
All you hear and see is fear
Inferior to the superior
Restrictive ways to live
Enter the lists against the conqueror
Oppression is not constructive
Trapped in prevailing insanity
Vindictive minds in restraint
Fortification of pugnacity
Life in a domain
Subordinate to the domination
Life ruled by fear
Subordinate to the domination
Distinction, resist and persevere
Being swayed by agony
Obedience and compulsion
Subordination eternally
Revolt remains an illusion
Deprived latitude and domination
Turned up in implacability
Grievous visions and confusion
Belief in vanishing disparity


Necronomicon (1983)

Broken Illusions


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[shaberon]

Hellhammer attempted to re-work themselves and made a career of describing apocalypses repeated throughout time. Here, he seems to be talking about distractions and subliminal ways of keeping you unaware of what is being done against you:





Celtic Frost

Visual Aggression

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Thousand decades in vain
(Again) they strive for final completion
Forgotten are the past sins
And the perfect creation falls

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

Once, I slept in confidence
Sounds like I've been a fool
Now, as my will is invisible
(They shall) face the evoked curse alone

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

Just fool yourself, a world of ignorance
Will tear the walls, of dreams apart
Vast signals, memories in black
Sense is beyond, distorted any balance

Flood of tears, you'll have to drink
As the grail, is lying on the floor

Don't ask for another messiah
No martyr will save the stupid (again)
Is truth what you believe?
A prophet's tears will dry

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression

The watcher's eyes are closed
As the dust covers the madmen again
There'll be a new king
And I was born to encounter him

What will the wind bring these days?
The smell of self-deception?
Masses of dullness, a spiral cage
As they ride on visual aggression




These guys' albums are similarly full of historical to modern snark:


Skyclad

Jeopardy



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As the daylight starts to fade -
Twisting shadows all around.
Dead soldiers on parade -
The ghosts of Porton Down.

Hidden from the public eye, "A cause for regret"
Wrote the Brigadier-General with the chemistry set.
"Can't be more specific - the matter's confidential,
Links with other incidents are just coincidental."

In jeopardy - welcome to the lion's den,
We skate on thin ice - dice with death.
While young boys drown in seas of poison -
We are the plagiarists of breath.

We go left right left right left -
They're left in the right again.
We go right left right left right -
We've no rights left anymore.

Military science picking the locks
Of a 20th Century Pandora's box.

A father tells a son,
"The army makes a man of you."
Now all vital signs are gone -
Another joins the countless few.

Mentioned in dispatches - they tell the same old story,
'Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori,"
They listened to him screaming -
They sat and watched him writhe,
Taking turns observing as his body burns alive.

Rifles firing at the sky -
As the "Last Post" starts to play.
Young soldiers often die -
And the truth gets filed away.

Thomas Atkins (Private 20967),
Now reports for duty -
He's been posted up to heaven.
Enlisted by conscription - a participant unwilling.
Who didn't plan to give his life for taking the "King's Shilling".

In jeopardy - welcome to the lion's den,
We skate on thin ice - dice with death,
While young boys drown in seas of poison -
We are the plagiarists of breath.



Probably aimed at Fabians:

Master Race (New Model Army cover)


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Well we all learned how to use a fork and knife
How sometimes we have to wear a suit and tie
And understand these things are what give us this right
To go around the world acting superior

We live with missiles and the armaments cache
With rewritten histories and a fictional past
And though some of us still have questions to ask
The ship she sails without a captain

Goddam the master race
that we're born in
Goddam the howling wolf
that we're serving

I've had it up to here...

The opposition, we ain't doing so well
Our understanding is weak and our knowledge is small
And though kids scrawl frustration on the back street wall
Most of them can't even spell basatard

Goddam the master race
that we're born in
Goddam the howling wolf
that we're serving

Sometimes all I know is that cold wind blows
Down the valley from the mountain snows
On these muggy nights I lie awake
waiting for the thunder and the skies to break
But they are god and they are strong
And the can name the right and the wrong
And they reclaim the things they own
They call us now...

So can you please forgive these things that I've done
When the master race calls I know sometime that I run
And you mean more to me now than you ever did before
As I try to stay away from their clutches

Goddam the master race
that we're born in
Goddam the howling wolf
that we're serving




Running Wild

Marching to Die

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Rabid war dogs are marching
Through the empty streets
They're killing, laying waste
And spreading their leader's seed
Seduced by his lies and slanders
Which are pounding in their brain
The malediction of being used
To realize his magic aim
Marching to die
On their lips the battle cry
Marching to die
They don't ask the reason why
Marching to die
Groundless they start a Holocaust
The whole world through
They kill Jews, Turks and Gypsies
And maybe you too
Fight against those new leaders
Prevent this dreadful war
We don't want this Holocaust
So choke every spore
Marching to die
On their lips the battle cry
Marching to die
They don't ask the reason why
Marching to die
Marching to die
On their lips the battle cry
Marching to die
They don't ask the reason why
Marching to die


This next one comes near the end of a concept album where you are watching the world you ruined on tv:


In Flames (Sweden, 1991)

Episode 666

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[Verse 1]
Welcome here, the squirrel-wheel begins
Fasten the left hand belts
Remember not to think too much
And your trip will be numbingly pleasant

[Hook 1]
Nobody knows

[Verse 2]
Non-caring is the easiest way
But to secure a passage to the second plane
You have to complete level one!
Their dead-smile lips turn on their TV
While urban gravestones scrape the skies
Rising over marionette cities
And marionette skies
[Hook 2]
Nobody cares

[Chorus]
This is episode six-six-six
Destination chaos
(Each and all an actor blind)
This is episode six-six-six
Destination chaos
(Each and all an actor blind)




Black and White

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[Verse 1]
I am one with the world tonight
I am proud to be this far from you

[Pre-Chorus]
You say that you have no regrets
But I know that you do
You told me someone stole the eye
I know him too

[Chorus]
I've come to the conclusion - yes, I know
That between black and white
There is no room for two
The scale might be wide
But there's no need to be blind
'Cause between black and white
There is no room for two
[Verse 2]
I leave all of the grey behind
I see clear, I know that I'll find

[Pre-Chorus]
You claim that you are innocent
But tell me who ain't
You think that you're gonna be saved
There's no such thing as a saint

[Chorus]
I've come to the conclusion - yes, I know
That between black and white
There is no room for two
The scale might be wide
But there is no need to be blind
'Cause between black and white
There is no room for two

[Bridge]
Black and white
There's nothing in between
Black and white
Nothing's what it seems




Sounds of a Playground Fading

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You can find all you need
The message is in the silence
Whisper words to calm your mind
Reach inside another playing come-around
It answers

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

Staring into bright lights
I am what I've done
It is useless to hide
An empty chamber
Guess I was part of a plan

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

We're running out of time
Can't seem to recognize
What put us here in the first place
Counting down the days, beginning of the end

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

[shaberon]

I have in mind looking for songs of a certain stripe, that are in some way warnings about our own system. Maybe it directly names something, or maybe it has to do with the propaganda onslaught. For example I would probably have to say it was Running Wild that suggested to me that there actually are dangerous Nazis running around out there, not the news. On the one hand we thought it was absolutely great that music was a big factor in removing the Iron Curtain. That was fantastic. But then just a bit further down the road we saw what Clinton did to Yugoslavia and we were just stunned. And since then everything has worn really thin about how there is also a "Nazi" contingent which is not exactly German and so on.


One of the first bands that was really influential to us put this in somewhat prophetic terms as far back as 1970:


Slade

The Shape of Things to Come

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There's a new sun
Risin' up angry in the sky
And there's a new voice
Cryin' we're not afraid to die
Let the old world make believe
It's blind and deaf and dumb
But nothing can change the shape of things to come
There are changes
Lyin' ahead in every road
And there are new thoughts
Ready and waiting to explode
When tomorrow is today
The bells may toll for some
But nothing can change the shape of things to come
The future's comin' in, now
Sweet and strong
Ain't no-one gonna hold it back for long
There are new dreams
Crowdin' out old realities
There's revolution
Sweepin' in like a fresh new breeze
Let the old world make believe
It's blind and deaf and dumb
(But) nothing can change the shape of things
Nothing can change the shape of things
Nothing can change the shape of things
Nothing can change the shape of things
To come



From the aptly-titled Beyond the Valley of 1984:

Plasmatics (NY, 1977)

Pig is a Pig



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Now This Song Is Dedicated
To A Special Kind Of Person
The Kind Of Person That's Hiding
Under Rocks And In Closets
Wherever You Go
Hiding
Behind A Guise Of Respectability
The Cowardly Journalist
Who Hides Behind His Typewriter
Exploiting People Who Can't Fight Back
The Assassin
Who Strikes People By Surprise
The Sickie Sadist
Who Hides Behind His Police Badge
To Commit Crimes Of Violence
Against Other People
Whatever Role They Are Playing
These Creeps
Are Always The Same
Because
A Pig Is A Pig
And That's That

(Ichi Ni San Shi)

Your Stinkin' Lies Are So Lame
Your Stupid Ideas Are The Same
A Pig Is A Pig
And That's That
You Know Who You Are

Your Phoney Pose Is So Old
You're Just A Product From The Mold
A Pig Is A Pig
And That's That
You Know Who You Are
I Can Predict What You'll Do
'cause Everyone Else Is Like You
A Pig Is A Pig
And That's That
Stupid Mean And Ugly

Down In The Dirt Where You Go
Lower Than You You Can't Go
A Pig Is A Pig
And That's That
Big Brother's Watching You

You Can Dress Up In Disguises
You Can Try To Mesmerize 'em
You Can Surround
Yourself With Friends
Who Tell You What You Want To Hear
But In The End No Matter What You Do
You Will Come Shining Through





Possibly the first thing that caught my ear and told me I was after stuff with more teeth than was being played on the radio:


The Exploited

Politicians


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Skyclad

Parliament of Fools



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All the seats are taken in the house that makes the rules
All the seats are taken in the parliament of fools

The discontented winter howled, when I first came up to vote.
They swept in on a sea of change, but I'm glad I missed their boat.
As communities were taxed and torn, utilites got floated
And for eighteen years the "True Blue" cause prevailed and was promoted.
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?

Now I took me off to college for to learn philosophy.
Studied Paine and Machiavelli, spin and sophistry.
But coming from a country that was red in tooth and claw,
For a one-horse-race some lobby-fodder-donkey was brought forth.
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?

All the seats are taken in the house that makes the rules
All the seats are taken in the parliament of fools.

Armed with this liberal knowledge, I set off to London town.
To see the "Seat of Wisdom," and hear justice handed down.
Not a 'semblance of normality,' an assembly of insanity
I'll not become a member of this parliament most foul.
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?
Yes, all the seats are taken and our confidence is shaken.
How do you cast your vote in the parliament of fools?




Babakoto


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Bush of ghosts is burning
In the forests of the night
We hear spirits call to move our souls

Hear their voice in many things
Animals and birds and trees
Babakoto and his kind

They will help us sing our song
Reach across the gulf of time
They will help us sing our song
We must try and understand

Commutate a falling leaf
Catch the breathing of the sands
Raindrops on a windowpane
We must understand
Spirits move amongst us all
Ask the ancients of this world
If we only read the signs

They will help us sing our song
Reach across the gulf of time
They will help us sing our song
We must try and understand

Standing in the dark
This non-spiritual man
Blessed by ignorance
Twentieth century damned
Staring at the dawn
With a shotgun in his hand
Blood by reasoning
Technological

Standing in the dark
This political animal
Blessed by ignorance
Twenty-first century damned
Staring at the dawn
With a camera in his hand
Desire is reasonable
Technological




The hundred and eighty degree factor is that without Soviet repression, Russians make amazing music. And so almost all of it would have to be highly aware of NATO and all its ploys, and almost anything they do is averse to or free of it. Usually I have no idea what they are saying. This one must be about you do not just quit fighting during times of peace.


Arkona and Masha Scream

Stenka Na Stenku


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[shaberon]

Besides punk, the other vein that makes metal might be called Prog Rock, i. e. "progressive", meaning rather than three chords, there are a lot of jazz techniques. One of the biggest free concerts ever was to an estimated 600,000 at London's Hyde Park by the Rolling Stones on Their Satanic Majestys Request tour. The, or one of the, opening bands was King Crimson. Most of their material is way out there; this one is more well-known:


21st Century Schizoid Man

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A-one, two, three, four
Two, two, three
Cat's foot, iron claw
Neurosurgeons scream for more
Paranoia's poison door
21st century schizoid man
Blood rack, barbed wire
Politicians funeral pyre
Innocents raped with napalm fire
21st century schizoid man
Death seed, blind man's greed
Poets starving, children bleed
Nothing he's got, he really needs
21st century schizoid man



I was a bit un-updated earlier. Krokus was supposed to have some new songs and another tour, which was postponed by the Covid shutdown. By now, singer Marc Storace is playing under his own name and does not think the band is going to complete the end phase. They wanted to be remembered for still having energy and not try to push it as they enter their 70s and maybe stop doing so good. That means they went out on a covers album; kind of strange. Of all things, Marc still plays Midnite Maniac and To the Top.

Their last albums did not contain much bile, but, here are a few numbers from the 2000s that do.


Mad World

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They say that money rules the world
Please excuse me but I must agree
It has the power, makes the planet turn
It could set your life free, yeah
I hate to give you the bad news
The clock is tickin' away
And she's your own Mother Nature
Pays at the end of the day
Can you accept that your time is up?
We've gotta stop it while we can
We're livin' in a mad world
And that's the bloody truth
We're livin' in a bad world
Good luck to me and you
Lost in a dream of virtual reality
A battle-film and some booze
Ain't got no time for ecology
(What's that?)
Like we've got nothing to lose, yeah
We all can profit from a healthy planet
But greed and power seem to rule
Set it free, set it free
Forget your nature and she'll forget you
Take it away boys
Good luck everybody
Sleep tight, tonite



Spirit of the Night

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The big wheel of fortune
Crashed down to the groud
Terror broke thru' the city wall
We gathered our children and ran for our lives
Down in the catacomb hall

No sunlight no seasons
No bird song to hear
Around the small fires
Fighting despair
No talk of surrender
Sharpenin' our skills
Waiting for the moment
To strike back and win

Spirit of the night
You will be the guiding light
Spirit of the night
You will be the guiding light
Visions of freedom are fillin' my head
Dreaming of lovers by the lake
Sweet scent of flowers in young maidens' hair
Thanksgiving, days to celebrate

No fear and no treason
Laughter to hear
Songs from the children
Filling the air
Nothing to stop us
From taking revenge
Bring back the treasures
Of peacetime again

Spirit of the night
You will be the guiding light
Spirit of the night
You will be the guiding light
You will be the guiding light





U. S. California scene are all proteges of this band, which us re-formed as well. They are classical enough to do Bach's Tocatta in D Doll (Dm) on this album.


Cirith Ungol (1971)

The Black Machine

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Climb aboard the black machine
Fills your head with evil dreams
Fills your head with thoughts of fire
A quick escape - your one desire
Ride the black machine
Pearly whites behind back drawn lips
Ride with the masters of the pit
Snapping jaws of the dogs of doom
Kick your way from this stagnant tomb
Ride the black machine
Climb aboard the black machine
To that place you've never been
The black machine will take you higher
Your burning soul our one desire



1970s English band that is bluesy enough to play some Aretha Franklin on this same album:


Tank

Honour and Blood

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Are those ours, over head why can't they shoot the enemy instead
We took the King's shilling for killing the hun
Over there, they must be blind they think we're singing songs to pass time
Walking through land mines ain't really much fun
Seeing those blue skies reminds me of home
They seem to forget we're made of flesh, blood and bone
But we didn't come here to die on our own to be remembered in a tower of stone
For their honour for their honour and their blood, honour and blood
See the fear in our eyes they kick us to make sure we're still alive
To fulfill the duty of shooting someone if I were dead I'd understand
But I never thought that I could kill a man
Maybe tomorrow I won't see the sun
Seeing those blue skies reminds me of home
They seem to forget we're made of flesh, blood and bone
But we didn't come here to die on our own to be remembered in a tower of stone
For their honour for their honour and their blood, honour and blood
Are those ours, over head why can't they shoot the enemy instead
We took the King's shilling for killing the hun
Over there, they must be blind they think we're singing songs to pass time
Walking through land mines ain't really much fun
Seeing those blue skies reminds me of home
They seem to forget we're made of flesh, blood and bone
But we didn't come here to die on our own to be remembered in a tower of stone
For their honour for their honour and their blood, honour and blood






Vendetta (Germany, 1986)

War

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War - hey mother, do you want war, hey mother?
War - murdered love, aggression, war, brutality
War - black, white, red, yellow mother do you want the war?
War - unborn love, aggression, war, malevolence, war
War - in your country, atomic killers in your country
War - arms and weapons are the ones, who killed your father in the Second World War
War - in the Thrid Reich or in Vietnam, pain's still the consequence
War - made' em die in Iraq and Hiroshima. - War!

[Chorus:]
Many people lost their lives
Noone gave them a chance for SURVIVAL
Who can tell me why
Let's have a better world and a beter time. -
Need a better time!
[Solo: Micky]
NO MORE BOMBS, NO MORE WAR, no more battles, no more
No more killing, NO MORE WAR, no more weapons, no more
(God damned, damned war). SAND UP FOR LOVE!
[Solo: Micky]
So people stand up now. It's your duty to stop the military triumph
Bring the peace back to us so we can forget our bloody history
Give'em reason, give'em brains. NEED A HAPPY END to this infernal horror story
Live in fear never more. WANT TO LIVE my life in harmony -
Not in war
[Chorus:]
Many people lost their lives
Noone gave them a chance for SURVIVAL
Who can tell me why
Let's have a better world and a better time. -
Need a better time!

[shaberon]

Most of the Russian bands would more appropriately be considered Pagan rather than Christian. Like many countries, there were internal issues about whether someone ought to be massacred just because they admire the Sun in their own native way, or something like that. Music seems to look at Christians like this: those who are essentially singing a crusade of forced conversion are packed into tents, called "revival" or something, and ignored by anyone with at least a partially-functioning brain. Fascists are similar; they have their own venues and do not really mix in the broader umbrella of the musical scene. Those are observable cliques, those kind of people are usually considered troublemakers and shunned.


And so while there is nothing inherently wrong with a Russian or any other kind of Christian band, I do not know of any. Eucharist--Sweden is one that made at least one good album and there may be others but I do not know much about them.


Since a lot of Russian stuff is at least mostly exempt from, if not emphatically against NATO, here is some more of it direct or otherwise.


Alkonost starting in 1997 almost immediately wrote a Russo-strategy war against war song. At times they are not recorded so good, are a bit generic, or go into a very melodic vein without much hook or rock in it. This--which I do not think is related to the Czech opera similarly titled--is unusually heavy for them. I am not sure you can actually play heavier than:



Rusalka/The Mermaid (FSF - 2016)

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This next one came on a 2006 album but is re-done in 2010 here. This is probably the first thing that caught my ear about intra-Russian music. I have no idea what it is, although the same title may be a folk song or common title:


Безвременье

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One of the most early popular bands was writing Irish and Druidical material such as Yule, and then their second album was noticeably heavier and perhaps a bit more Norse to Native--i. e. seeing the title in the Runic alphabet makes four versions of it.


Fferyllt (Krasnodar, 2007)


Прорицание

Proritsaniye

The Prediction

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You can get the lyrics which are in Cyryllic (http://www.darklyrics.com/lyrics/fferyllt/20915.html) mostly, although the album also has a couple of English songs.


This lady is very powerful and we can kind of see what the song has in mind.

Kalevala - Nagryanuli ( Нагрянули)


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Sometimes a "one shot" can be kind of primordial. Around 2007, Drygva formed in Belarus; the country has swampy characteristics, and Drygva means "swamp". They mainly made one album, opposite of the above, mostly on the harsh side perhaps like Meshuggah, with an "amount" of melodic instrumentation worked in effectively. The whole album (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A87PS5SwkM) curiously begins and ends a bit like Fferyllt, i. e. the first track is:


Прадказанне/Prediction


Here is one that puts together their heavy, weird, and melodic aspects fairly well:



Маці вужоў

Mother of Snakes

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And so if we ask, what kind of pantheon is some of this stuff coming from, has it perhaps been mis-appropriated by the other side in many cases, yes, probably so. This is not really one of the best songs on the album, but, probably the most informative if we read it the way they mean it:


Пад сцягам Перуна

Under the Banner of Perun

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Translation (https://lyricstranslate.com/en/%D0%BF%D0%B0%D0%B4-%D1%81%D1%86%D1%8F%D0%B3%D0%B0%D0%BC-%D0%BF%D1%8F%D1%80%D1%83%D0%BD%D0%B0-pad-stsyagam-pyaruna-under-banner-perun.html):


Fierce force marches to battle
To the war to punish the foreigners
You shall know that whoever brings oppression to us
Will find a place amongst the high grass

On faces of gods lie ashes of burned down villages
Wind brings cries and weeping
Pillars of smoke rise to the sky
The evil spreads through the world

Perun is our god!
We pray to you!
We shall have our glory!
Let us feel no fear in the battle
And the slavic power will prevail!

Bloody sacrifice we give to Chernobog
His help shall aid us
Knyaz calls us to arms
He gazes upon his army

Signs on our shields are talismans
And our weapons are sharped well
Spread our song to everywhere, echo!
Hold our banner higher, warrior!

Death can't frighten our men
The eternal life awaits them
And so march without fear, sentinel!
Strength of Perun unites us!




It obviously is a war song but especially in the way of being sick of invasions. I do not see anything in it telling me to reverse the procedure and exterminate the whoevers in their homes away from Russia.


Similarly to Fferyllt, it ends with perhaps their most melodic number:


Святочная/Yuletide Song

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The more famous way that Fferyllt plays it, totally differently:

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[shaberon]

There are a lot of songs reflective of nuclear threat, which, to me, is a bit passe' because it is kind of one of those never-was things. Instead conventional weaponry and propaganda have devoured everyone's well-being. And so it seems normal for some reactionary songs to sound a bit like the IRA. Here is some really old stuff played live that has a bit more oomph than their studio version.



Hawkwind (UK, 1969)

Urban Guerilla


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I'm an urban guerrilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolutionary romancer
My rising sun is cancer
I'm a two-tone panther
So let's not talk of love and flowers
And things that don't explode
We've used up all of our magic powers
Time to do it in the road
I'm a political bandit
And you don't understand it
You took my dream and canned it
It is not the way I planned it
I'm society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
I'm the people's debt collector
I'm a cosmic light conductor
So watch out Mr. Business Man
Your empire's about to blow
I think you'd better listen, man
In case you didn't know




Back to some of the same bands, I realized something once. Most of the time you have a famous singer or guitarist who "is" the band while other members come and go, and so in the long run, there are mostly "influential individuals" rather than long lasting teams or units. The one that was actually different is Accept, because Wolf Hoffman and Peter Baltes wrote and played on every album recorded in that name from 1976-2018. Peter recently stepped out rather wordlessly; some think Accept was changing its direction too much for him.

They re-joined Udo for a few albums in the 90s, and Death Row, in particular, is very underrated. Here are a couple cuts, the first one very obviously about defense industries including the unusual line "shoot the dog":


Guns 'R' Us

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Stone Evil

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They terrorize and
Tyrannize democracies
Their narrow minds still nothing
Learned from history
The seeds of hate acquired from
Their ancestry
Spreading like a cancer in societies
They've got the poison inside
Rivers of pesticide
Skin-headed minions
They're deaf, dumb and blind
Machine like in body robotic in mind
Stone evil inherited sin
Stone evil infected from within

They can't leave it
They can't break the spell
Under orders to obey
It was meant to last a thousand years
It took the world into dismay
Stone evil stone evil
If you're gonna throw the torch at us
Don't expect to not get burned
It's time to stand and fight the right
This is the lesson we have learned
They're marching to a different beat and glorify
The darkest times when innocent were crucified
They paralyze and sterilize the masses' minds
They desecrate man's dignity desensitize
They've got the poison inside
Rivers of pesticide
Skin headed minions
They're deaf, dumb and blind
Machine like in body
Robotic in mind evil
Stone evil inherited sin
Stone evil infected from within
Stone evil inherited sin




They went to the backburner for a while until getting a new singer and went right back at it with:


Beat the Bastards

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Get up, get the Hell on outta here,
Cut the ropes that bind you,
Stand up, straight into your fear,
Leave the past behind you
Your cautious ways
Have spawned your nothing
Life is just an empty stage,
Where do you go from here?
Living puts the words upon the page,
Open to a new frontier
Your mundane life is history,
You'll seize the day, it's mystery
Cut the ripcord, don't look back,
Burn the bridges down,
Grab the handle, clench your fist,
Beat The Bastards Down
Grab the handle, crack the whip,
Beat The Bastards Down

Fire, there's fire in your heart,
Flames of passion burn
Higher, ranging from the start
And now there's no return
Go have your way, your fantasy,
Embrace the day, it's destiny
Cut the ripcord, don't look back,
Burn the bridges down,
Grab the handle, clench your fist,
Beat The Bastards Down
Cut the ripcord, no turning back,
Burn the bridges down,
Grab the handle, crack the whip,
Beat The Bastards Down, beat 'em down
Cut the ripcord, don't look back,
Burn the bridges down,
Grab the handle, clench your fist,
Beat The Bastards Down
Cut the ripcord, no turning back,
Burn the bridges down
Beat The Bastards Down,
Beat 'em down!




After the Big Four albums, Chris only came back into Krokus for Heart Attack (until twenty more years), which has maybe a few good songs. The 90s re-union without him, To Rock or Not to Be, is better than a lot of "intervening" material--this track has not been singled out, trying to cue it.

Stop the World

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(cue does not embed, intended is track 9 at 36.02 or 2162s)



Wake up, smell the grunge, the stench of burning flesh
Feel the pain, taste the tears, their blood is red and real
Geneva airport, limousines, hope the food is good
Leaders meet to please the world, let's keep them in good mood

It ain't no TV-show, this is no fashion ad
Tanks are rolling, shoot to kill, no stuntmen on the scene
The president's smiling full of hope, his collar's white and clean
Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?

Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail
Throw the leaders off their thrones
Send the chiefs to jail
Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail
You're the one responsible, you can't just hide your tail

Switch off the news and CNN, get ready for the truth
Help the voice inside of you onto the global net
No peace tourists, no polished talk will save this planets youth
Last order, what your heart commands is what you're gonna get

It ain't no TV-show, this is no fashion ad
No army on this planet earth will win against men's hate
Peace has got to come from the inside, hurry up, or it's too late!

Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?

Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...

Beyond the TV-screen begins the world I mean
Who's gonna change something for real?

Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...

Hey hey, stop the world, let the system fail...





Frank Blackfire recently re-joined Sodom, although I have not gotten to their newer stuff yet. Almost everything they write is about fairly modern war, crime, and thought control. These are a couple from the long-lasting lineup with Bobby and Bernemann.


Sow the Seeds of Discord [edit: tracks from album Til Death Do Us Unite are blocked]

instead:

Bibles and Guns

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They want to see our castles burning
False religions from a wicked spell
Commit crimes in ice cold blood
The tortured souls to dwell
Born dead creatures live again
Paralyzed to kill themselves
Reality that disappears
Forever buried dreams
The hate is spreading far away
Or in the neighborhood maybe
When even life's collapse begins
Just what we need
Bibles and guns
Seems like monumental struggle
Of good and mighty evil
Everlasting devastation
Until the death redeemed
Born dead creatures live again
Paralyzed to kill themselves
Reality that disappears
Forever buried dreams
The hate is spreading far away
Or in the neighborhood maybe
When even life's collapse begins
Just what we need
Bibles and guns
The debris covered our hope
To sleep the endless sleep
Peace no longer rest in my brain
My victim just for me
Born dead creatures live again
Paralyzed to kill themselves
Reality that disappears
Forever buried dreams
The hate is spreading far away
Or in the neighborhood maybe
When even life's collapse begins
Just what we need
The hate is spreading far away
Or in the neighborhood maybe
When even life's collapse begins
Just what we need
Bibles and guns
Bibles and guns
Bibles and guns
Bibles and guns




The Art of Killing Poetry

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Screams of pain dismembering the wind
Storms of corruption elevating my wings
Souls withered in my flameless frost
No difference between my hate and your love
Wearing a mask of a bad religion
Like self-inflicted injury
Feeling the tension in every way
Unadulterated victory
The art of killing poetry
Created by misanthropy
The secret abyss of strength within
Tearing the epidermis from your skin
Disseminated decay of my death
Silhouettes without extremities
Wearing a mask of a bad religion
Like self-inflicted injury
Feeling the tension in every way
Unadulterated victory
The art of killing poetry
To bring the dark upon the light
Created by misanthropy
Beneath the crimson tide
Wearing a mask of a bad religion
Like self-inflicted injury
Feeling the tension in every way
Unadulterated victory
The art of killing poetry
Created by misanthropy
The art of killing poetry
To bring the dark upon the light
Created by misanthropy
Beneath the crimson tide

[shaberon]

This archaic, short-lived band had one of the first known epithets of "heavy metal" and managed to open for Black Sabbath. It has the unusual format of the drummer doing the vocals. Steve Harris said that you could look for the influences of Iron Maiden's guitar harmonies, it is in Wishbone Ash, especially the third album. But if you listen to this band's song Hellhound, you might think they copied it to write Murders in the Rue Morgue. This song is making a parallel to something in the year it was released, 1971. It perhaps is a bit more acid rock than Hellhound.


Sir Lord Baltimore (NY 1968)

Caesar LXXI

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Two thousand years goes back this story
A man who rose and paid for glory
Marius influenced his life since birth
That led him to leave his mark on earth

Victories of the Gallic Wars
Proved to be the pontiff's cause
A military genius I should mention
Which gave life to his intentions

Hail to Caesar
Hail to Caesar
Caesar seize the...
Hail to Caesar
Caesar seize the..
Hail to Caesar
Caesar seize the whole damn world

Heading in time with political eyes
A legend even heaven prides
Gaining favor for his behavior
He indeed was our savior

Sitting on his marble throne
The sitter has become the Crown
The senate was jealous of that pact
Marcus Brutus stabbed him in the back.



In the opposite and more energetic direction, here is another brief but influential band that at least was reformed by Dinah Cancer recently.

45 Grave (California, 1979)

Concerned Citizen

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Concerned citizen
you are not my friend!
Criminal denizen
you are not my friend!
Nixon president
you are not my friend!

All you preacher men
you are not my friend!
What I want is puzzling me -- what do I need? What I need is what I want to know...
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What I want, what I need and what I know!



Here is some symbolism that appears to be applied to Oil.

Black Cross

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All I got is a Black Cross and two crabs in my left eye. What you say you want you want, like a lump in your right thigh.

We're going left on right, don't want to see you again, Going left on right, don't have many friends. Going left on right, don't want to see you again. Going left on right, don't have many friends.

You the users of the wheel, stink of oil and electric eels, users of forbidden tools we must be the fools.

We're going left on right, don't want to see you again, Going left on right, don't have many friends. Going left on right, don't want to see you again. Going left on right, don't have many friends.

Cancel the world erase history, there is no future as far as i can see, We're going left on right, don't want to see you again, Going left on right, don't have many friends. Going left on right, don't want to see you again. Going left on right, don't have many friends.



Across the ocean, Wolf and Peter started a really tight style of riffing that eventually worked 45 Grave type energy into a far more intricate sound. Their first couple of albums lacked direction as if they were searching for what to play, whether it be this or that, but even on the very first recording they enter the territory that seems to occupy more and more of their attention as the years go by.


Sounds of War

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Sounds of chains we hear from far behind
Mechanic noises of magic kind
Mighty war machines are on their way
I'm knowing here is no place to stay
Time will come, we'll have to pray
An evil war will come someday
I feel frosty atmosphere
Don't you see that the point is near

Shooting guns I hear from everywhere loud
Bombs are falling out of dark grey clouds
Tanks are coming, beware of the chains
Children are suffering they cry for help
But chains are coming and they smash them down
Bombs burn houses and everything around
No use of crying, it seems to be the end
Seems to be the end of this rotten land
I was born, oh tell me why
I was born, oh tell me why

Killing children who doesn't know hatred
Torturing people what for this mess
Tell me the sense of useless life
Killing each other with guns and knives

I was born, oh tell me why
I was born, oh tell me why

Chains are coming and they smash them down
Fires burn houses and everything around
No use of crying, it seems to be the end
Seems to be the end of this rotten land

I was born, oh tell me why
I was born, oh tell me why



After Predator (1996), there was at least ten years of no Accept, until they basically picked up where they left off. This is a live finale from the beginning when this was a lot like a reunion with Herman Frank and Stephan Schwarzmann. Peter may be one of the most overlooked bassists of all time and in this he does an extended bridge and you can tell how he is an exact part of this outfit.

No Shelter

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You steal from the hungry... you take from the poor
You swindle the rich man... and then you steal more
Greed is your life-blood... and white collar crime
Your hands don't get dirty... no, you steal with your mind

But the days of your reign... are all over now
The fortress you built for yourself, has come crashing down

[Chorus]
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
No limos, no yachts, no homes
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
Vultures pick at your bones

Welcome to main street... you forgot your champagne
All of your off-shore accounts, have gone down the drain
Your stocks are all worthless, your paper trail burns
Your riches have turned into rags, the tables have turned
An eye for an eye... justice is served
Vengeance is ever so sweet, when you get what you deserve
No, no, no, no!!

[Chorus]
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
No limo's, no yachts, no homes
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
Vultures pick at your bones
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
Only life in your cell
There is no shelter... (no shelter)

No, you can't take it with you to hell

[Solo]

[Chorus]
No shelter... (no shelter)
No limo's, no yachts, no homes
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
Vultures pick at your bones
There is no shelter... (no shelter)
Only life in your cell
No shelter... (no shelter)
No, you can't take it with you to hell




Abaddon, the original drummer in Venom, went for a gothic industrial influence to do his own music. After Venom he was the manager of Skyclad. Kevin Ridley does the morose vocals here. He later joins Skyclad sounding very different and opens it up with tracks like Parliament of Fools. Abaddon starts off giving an opinion on supremacists that is so strong it can only be heavily censored.

White N word Trash

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F*ck the system, shout the odds
Beat your chest, you're young white gods
You're on tv, but you hide your face
You got no balls, you're a f*cking disgrace

Don't blame your country
It's you that wear the flag
I don't need to listen to your...

White trash. White n trash
You're full of bull****
You're white trash
White trash, white n trash

The pride of a nation, the scum of the land
Living by the sword, will have you dying by the hand

What we read, and what you do
Will have the world, coming down on you

You trash, white n trash
Thick bastard, white trash
White n trash!

See your face, in a magazine
Drunken f*cker, on a TV screen
Shave your head, make a wish
I want to open up your skull
Let some reason in

White trash. White n trash
You're full of bullsh!t
You're white trash
White trash, white n trash


He has now got a guitarist from Blitzkrieg.

Almost having an Industrial moment, here is Kevin's Skyclad igniting all kinds of musical shenanigans.

Words upon the Street

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With laptops made of calfskin
Wrought to spread the holy will
Disseminating dogma
Using lapis, gold and quill
And the word was with the few and the few were very strong
A mass communication where you feel you don't belong

Now the words that flow between us run like torrents through the air
Connecting every man at any moment anywhere
Seems that what's important at the end of the day
Down through all the ages just the same old things to say

Sure, the aldermen and theigns did tarry
Warmed in winter halls
With new ideas and learning locked up
Safe within their walls
Till the patrons all did strive, with the "Blue Plague brigade"
Victorian reformers will be smiling in their graves
To hear how the news spread between us
Something good to tell the world?
Though it's mostly dumb and they say it's cheap
There's a talk plan made for everyone

To think some people deny this
In a free state, tongues too should be free
And in desperate lands, the disaffected hand
Sprays "Save the world" upon the street

Now the words that flow between us run like torrents through the air
Connecting every man at any moment, anywhere
Seems that what's important at the end of the day
It's mass communication and we call can have our say
We may speak of creature comforts
But still our greatest feat
Is to see and hear and understand
The words upon the street




Skyclad is pretty much the premier band to work in a violin like that, followed by many others in the same vein. When you are Irish, you have several ways of expressing maltreatment at the hands of the English, such as Paddy is a vbit of an insult.


Cruachan (Ireland, 1996)

The Rocky Road to Dublin

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In the merry month of June, from me home I started
Left the girls a tune, nearly broken-hearted, saluted father dear
Kissed me darlin' mother, drank a pint of beer
Me grieving tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
With the stout black horn to banish ghosts and goblins
A brand new pair of brogues, rattling o'er the bogs
And frightening all the dogs on

[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!

Well in Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight, me spirits blithe and airy, took the drop o' the pure
To keep me heart from sinking, that's the Paddy's cure
Whenever he's on for drinking
To see the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious tales, which set your heart to bubblin
Asked if I was hired, wages I required, till I was nearly tired of
[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!

Well in Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity, To be so soon deprived, a view of that fine city, so then I took a
Stroll
All among the quality, bundle it was stole
While in the neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle cord I find, upon me stick a wobblin
Inquiring for the rogue, set me call to brogue, wasn't much in vogue on

[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!

Well from there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing, the captain at me roared
Said that no room had he, when I jumped aboard
A cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, they'd some funny rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubblin
When off Hollyhead, wished meself was dead, or better far instead down
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it, blood began to boil
Temper I was losin, for old Erin's Isle
They began abusing
"Hurrah me soul," says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Galway boys were nigh, and saw I was a'hobblin
With a loud hurray, joining in the affray, we quickly cleared the way for

[Chorus]
The rocky road to Dublin; one two three four five
Hunt the hare and turning her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin! Whack fol lal dee rah!

[shaberon]

So I have had a handful of bands in mind that have a large amount of albums with many songs of a system-rejecting nature. And a few more smaller examples. Things outside of for example War Pigs or even Metallica's One which is a copy of a Venom song. Or almost the entire career of Slayer. Those are big enough without benefitting from additional coverage.


In Australia in the early 70s was a band that someone's sister named from the label on the back of a sewing machine, which said AC/DC. There was another group that only made a few albums including this number.


Buffalo (Sydney 1971)

United Nations

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Running Wild put on that name around 1979 from the Judas Priest song. Their first demo (1981) sounds better than the second one. The first song is short, like an orphan's life; it is not the same as on Port Royal.



Warchild

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S--ts on the law, he has to fight his war
He's a rough child, dirty and wild
He fights on the streets and gets what he needs
His friend is a knife, that's why he's still alive

Warchild, warchild, warchild, warchild

Never been on his knees, can't believe in peace
Fourteen year old boy, society's toy
Cops are playing their game,
Bullets coming like rain
The blood's running wild,
The blood of a young child he dies

Warchild, warchild, warchild, warchild

Warchild, warchild, warchild, warchild
Warchild, warchild, warchild, warchild
Warchild yeah


At first, they were very interested in the devil, meant as the "adversary" to the Roman Church and Nazis. One should look at what is being meant since there are bands that use the devil as a Nazi god. It never really has definitely meant something. This makes a negativist view since that which is "called good" is "really evil". Further along, they let go of this since so many bands entered the territory. Sodom was also like this and changed to a more straightforward message. Here, we have never really lived under an all-out church oppression, which is why generally it would make more sense in Europe as a symbol of liberation.


Satan

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Night is on the city, street lights are burning bright
Pest and sulphur in the air, proclaiming end of life
Through the dark valleys and rocks comes the Master of Night
Praying his sacred laws, no chance for evil to hide.

He comes with rage and thunder to break, destroys the idols and gods
Never to give but always to take your soul away to hell
Satan!

Six six six is his number, he takes the crown of earth
His sign is the circle of the beast, destroying only the worst
Torture and pain to the badness, liberty and peace to the good
Badness is going into madness
They hope in vain for his grace

Judgement day is here, the punishment for your deeds
We're all the sons of Satan, your soul for hell-fire to feed
Nazis, moralists and conservatives are the death warrant of the human race
They're destroying the world, raising the badness
They hope in vain for his grace



The continuing idea is very obvious in the artwork and lyrics from the title track of the 1994 album. Without summoning the devil, he is still reviling a triumvirate of papal miter/church, crown/state, and arms/military. This one has the completely wrong picture because this is the album where Stefan Schwarzmann came in.


Pile of Skulls

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Hey, Mr. Pope, Mr. Military Man
Kings and Queens
More evil than it seems
You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way
You wade through blood in your boots of steel
You hide the truth from its reveal
The world's bleeding wounds will never heal
So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abattoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are
Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee

Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye
Snake-skinned pack
You're evil and you're sly
Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way
You're cutting throats with poisoned blades
Your recklessness overflows the graves
You try to make us all your slaves
So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abattoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are
Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee

Tears and pain, never ending shame
Bloodsucking lice
Play their evil game
Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way
Headless you still run around
You can't believe you're losing ground
On your knees to take the count
So look in the mirror and see who you are
You made our lives an abattoir
A man-eating machine that's what you are
Pile of skulls, conspiracy
Beware of the revealing key
No dance of joy, no harmless spree
No chance for you to hide or flee


This underlying idea has never wavered from the Running Wild albums. Treasure Island is by far the best song on here; the book set to music. Those tales make sense with the corresponding principle of greed, although that one is of course not historical.

I have not gotten into that many American bands. One that mixed thrash with a bit of groove:


Machine Head (California, 1993)

A Thousand Lies

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What is a man that stays true to the game
But has to cheat a little bit to get by
Well that is a person that I know to well
Don't want to know, but I don't have to ask why
Everyone like a loaded gun
You want some s--t, I'll fn' pound you, son
Don't need a reason, pain I'm feelin'
I gotta vent or else I blow inside

Pre-chorus:
Introspection, termination
Can't tell right from wrong
Fed up with this whole system
It's gone on far too long

Chorus:
You tell a thousand lies, been told a thousand times
Your words we hear, but we cannot sympathize
Thousand lies been told a thousand times
Hard as nails, the power to survive

What is a man that stays true to the game
But can't believe some of the things he sees
Anger's a gift and I won't be kept down
In poverty there is no democracy
Used needle and a crack vial
A broken bottle and a bullet shell
This urban life is so volatile
An inner city or a concrete hell

Pre-chorus
Chorus

What is a man don't stay true to the game
Don't care for no one, only cares for his greed
He's playin' God killin' thousands of people
'Cause the power is the fix that he needs
Racist goal of the white devil
I watched our souls burnin' over oil
A politician got no feelin'
It makes my motherfn' cold blood boil



The following also had a major debut but lyrically are usually in a personal anger issue. At least in the beginning there was only a bit that maybe faced off with social engineering.


Slipknot (Iowa, 1997)

New Abortion

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Yeah
I'm ethereal
My children are legion, serial
They stick to my skin like beloved cysts
I tear away with my nails and teeth and fists
Touch the hands of inverted saints
Follow my heart through the threaded pain
Callow man is a sentinel screaming
I see the future, the future is bleeding
Sores
Every goddam minute I can feel 'em now
Like a virus, you will never kill me now
Going underground, coming on like hepatitis
We're out, and you can't reshape us
Another bug in the construct
Tearing up the main bus B
Zeros and ones are everything, execute me
Everywhere you look, it's like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me

What do you need to see? You feel the impact?
Gotta retract; everybody, get back
What is this? It's like a big conspiracy
Fields of dejected morbid progeny
They always say that it's always our fault
But everything we say is taken with a grain of salt
Man, it's always the same if we talk or complain
We only wanna upset the balance
How's it feel to be the new abortion?
The only generation to suffer extortion
Everywhere you look, it's like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me

Everywhere you look, it's like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
Everywhere you look, it's like they know
Their fingerprints are hidden by control
This is where the line is drawn, see
You can't take my soul away from me
You can't take my soul away from me
F you



One I have personally followed more closely, Sleep was a progenitor of stoner rock in the 90s, Sleep's Holy Mountain is excellent and not very rebellious. Guitarist Matt Pike went on to make a similar but more energetic band, High On Fire, which is not particularly docile. This is from California, somewhat interchangeable with The Melvins.


Hung, Drawn, and Quartered

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The candle has burnt through, the wax that once covered my eyes
The Pharisees told you, but you knew of the black serpent lies
Come all ye losers, don't you know you're the children of life
Follow me now and we'll burn down the pillars of time

The evil has come and the darkness will cover the light
Above the legions, who will slay the poor and the blind
Warriors that follow, won't you read the sign and the time
Stand now in battle and we'll crush the clan and their kind

[shaberon]

Here is one that is like Amorphis from way before. An epic length song with variety, edgy prog rock mixed with acoustic guitars. Something like Yes if they were very bitter. Some kind of malaise is sulking through here:



Kalevala (Finland, 1969)


People No Names

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We seem to say this a lot, what happened to everybody. Why are they so controlling or lame. We tend to react and differentiate ourselves. King Diamond from Black Rose joined this next band after this album, and that is what became Mercyful Fate.

The Brats (Denmark 1977)


Zombie People

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When we're walkin' down the street
Zombie people just can't conceive
How we got to look like this
The only way to feel we exist

When we're walkin' down the street
Meetin' zombies constantly
Ruled by the others not themselves
Doin' what they're told they're so afraid

Zombie people zombie people
Keepin on tellin' us we gotta join 'em
Don't wanna sink into the mass
We're just too strong we're livin' too fast

I don't wanna be a zombie




I personally am a fan of older recordings that were "rigged up somehow". They have a natural mud but they can also make a really big sound. And there is or was such a thing as a "one album" band. The first album by the next band already had the fast, fluent, aggressive music, but the singer didn't fit, was not very good. So it may not be that interesting. As they kept going, they won a contest, which gave them a day in the studio. Most bands would do a single. These guys played this whole album with several songs in the six minute and up range. It is literally one take no dubs. And so it is still pretty raw even for its time. To some this is repellant. To me, this sound with the different singer landed in a much more convincing area.


Sad Iron (Hoorn Netherlands, 1979)


Prisoners

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They played a lot of gigs but their label went out and never released any new material. The band has been reformed, at least by the guitarist, and there is Sad Iron (https://sadironmetal.com/?page_id=187) with a new singer. He is not as dreadful as the first, but I am not sure that him and a modern sound did quite the same thing as before. Some of the songs didn't quite grab me, this is one of the better ones.


F. O. B.

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Guys from other bands doing a one-off horror rock album, including this unusual form of purgatory, in the fidelity of the first Sad Iron.


Devil Childe (NY, 1983)


Rain of Terror

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Steve and Graham in Skyclad started this next band. Still recorded with natural grunge, although the speed of this thing was remarkable.


Satan (UK, 1982)


Trial by Fire

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Impulse Studios was where Lindisfairne recorded their demos, and it was built around the tape unit that recorded Ziggy Stardust. All the Neat Records bands like Satan used it. AC/DC's Brian Johnson was in his first band, Geordie, here. Raven was perhaps their biggest player. Venom had the most to do with it. Some of the bands like Warfare and Atomkraft are ok. Some of them don't really add anything, too generic.


This one is an epic ending, among the all time best. This band kind of only has one album because original singer David Potter left shortly afterwards due to personal reasons (complete shock to the band). He is maybe one guy that could slug it out with Noddy Holder of Slade. He looks a bit like the guy, and both are from around the Midlands.

This is like if Rush had guts mixed with Slade and packs a lot into the Impulse sound. Not a wasted note on this album. The whole thing is raucous in a way that combines intricate melody with utter heaviness. The demo versions do not have this punch. I say it is a unique album since after Dave left, they have not re-captured this absolutely sulfurous power. Modern recordings tend to thin it out, and singers are not really the same, and it is a bit more lofty and soaring like Rush, which I just don't listen to very much, since it is more tinny than it is heavy.


This first self-titled was probably one of the best ever, all the way through. This ending really makes you feel like you went somewhere.


Cloven Hoof (UK, 1979)


Return of the Passover

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He comes forth spanning starways
That sinners may live in fear
Retribution, marks this eve day
The hour of vengeance draws near
Dark angel of our destruction
Mounted on black winged steed
Irresistably annihilating
All bearing malice, lust or greed
Dawns now the death dealer
Atomising soul stealer
Inflicting damnation
Unto he that spurns salvation

Earthly resistance, proves futile
No mortal force can halt this man
Evil minions meet extinction
By making mockery of this heavenly plan
His mission is that of deliverance
Seeking repentance from all
In a world plagued by Violence
And Deception where the
Weakest, surely fall
Dawns now the death dealer
Atomising soul stealer
Inflicting damnation
Unto he that spurns salvation

Those exempt of compassion
Devoid of trust
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Cleansing all sins
Dispersing all pain
Question not his judgment
Defy not his reign

Dawns now the death dealer
Atomising soul stealer
Inflicting damnation
Unto he that spurns salvation

The ancients have told, of the first passover
They felt ones power, in centuries past
Now we live in his dreaded shadow
Never heeding when, the die was cast

[shaberon]

This music vein does not have to be too strict.


Back when I first started getting into Black Sabbath and early metal bands like that, if someone had said you could play heavy metal with flutes or violins, I would have thought they were silly. But now we have all kinds of genres, ranging from light additions of acoustic instruments, to a metal guitar being a kind of side performer along with an orchestra. That doesn't affect the three-piece punk style. Everything is under the umbrella, from the crudest to the maestro. Everyone has a niche. There is an ear for everything! No other genre can pull this off.


When metal was starting there of course became an adversity to keyboards. The Yamaha synth sound of Miami Vice just doesn't suit us. Yet there are bands that carry this (e. g. Europe, "The Final Countdown"). I personally prefer the mellotron organ sound (e. g. Deep Purple, "Gypsy's Kiss"). Or, real keyboards such as pianos or church organs. I can't play them. The notes are all in a line! Too confusing. Alkonost just did an entire piano album, which at least in part is metal guitar riffs played on the ivories. That whole thing might be a bit light for me. I haven't really checked it out. I love plenty of piano music, but here we are not necessarily going to feature Dvorak or Chopin, and unfortunately a lot of old music was paid-for sponsorship to make the system sound good, e. g. Beethoven's "Emperor" and so on, I think everybody knows this stuff is nationalistic along traditional lines.


Non-sponsored music is about pride in your culture, not in the government. The government may occasionally help, but, more frequently is known to hinder. So we like things that criticize it and/or what we see as associated programs of social engineering that determine human behavior and psychology. A long time ago, there was also a lot about ordinary teenage rebellion. It is a bit strange because even once you outgrow this, I would still agree it sucks to have lame parents, and of course kids are as much a part of the target audience as anybody. After about five years, those are no longer the issues, and these are.


This example is not really metal, but, it is close, it is pretty intense, and certainly not singing of the "easy listening" variety.

Diamanda Galas is an amazing player who re-appropriated several literary themes under a trilogy of albums called "Masque of the Red Death" which is about AIDS. Here she took southern gospel that may have been used by Harriet Tubman as a slave escape code using the Exodus phrase "Let my people go". This cannot really be the same song since at first she may be doing Hebrew or Greek, and then the English is different. And so when it is about AIDS and the first English line says "designed", this is not exactly a healing session. I do not know very much of her music, but I am pretty sure we should preserve the piano from going extinct.


Let My People Go


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The devil has designed my death
And he's waiting to be sure
That plenty of his black sheep die
Before he finds a cure

Oh, Lord Jesus
Do you think I served my time?
The eight legs of the devil now
Are crawling up my spine

The firm hand of the devil now
Is rocking me to sleep
I force my blind eyes open, Lord
But I'm sinking in the deep

Oh, Lord Jesus
Do you think I served my time?
The eight legs of the devil now
Are crawling up my spine

I go to sleep each evening now
Dreaming of the grave
And see the friends I used to know
Calling out my name

Oh, Lord Jesus
Do you think I served my time?
The eight legs of the devil now
Are crawling up my spine

Oh, Lord Jesus
Do you think I served my time?
The eight legs of the devil now
Are crawling up my spine

Oh, Lord Jesus
Here's the news from the fires below
The eight legs of the devil will not
Let my people go



The last post showed a bit about how low tech seemed to make something extraordinary which cannot be captured these days. Sometimes it was also weak or made terrible noise. But from having gone through it, I can tell that around 1984 was the end of an era because both the recording equipment and the producers changed or took control of musical expression to make a more tidy package. You can practically see switches flipping if you compare Motley Crue--Shout at the Devil to Theater of Pain, or Krokus--Headhunter to The Blitz. "They" did not do that, it was Elektra and Arista determining how things would go.


This next band followed that pattern by coming out fairly new and making a tremendous first record. Because new bands are not really worth money, companies didn't change it; the next records have stylistic and sonic differences which, to me, are not as palatable. I was not usually impressed by most late 80s bands, because they did not have the atmosphere that we find for example on Rock'n'Roll Secours. This band is still active and still plays some of these first songs. I think they changed to English, but it is not on the first album. I am just going to leave it as is, maybe someone will get it.


Vulcain (France, 1982)


Le King

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On dit de lui que c'est le super Pro
Que tout commence quand il monte sur sa selle
Du team privé au premier rang
Combien de fois tu as dû prendre de pelles

[Chorus]
Tes weelings, tes trajectoires
Me forcent à croire que t'es vraiment
Le King

La course pour lui, c'est toute sa vie
Sur sa monture il s'est souvent donné en duel
Le titre pour lui, c'est sa raison
Son palmarès il le doit aussi à sa bête

[Chorus]




Le Fils du Lucifer

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C'est toujours dans mes rêves que je le rencontre
Les poches pleines de cendres avec son sourire immonde
Ses propos sont les mêmes je sais c'qu'il me raconte
Il me nargue l'esprit, il veut voler ma vie

[Chorus]
J'ai rencontré ce matin le fils de Lucifer
Un tout petit gamin sorti tout droit des enfers

Et c'est par ses questions qu'il m'attire dans son jeu
Mais faut faire attention derrière lui c'est le feu
Il me donnerait la terre en échange de ma vie
Remarque avec les guerres je peux tenir le pari

[Chorus]

Je me tors dans mon lit je me réveille en transe
Et je pousse un grand cri car il est là, il danse
Et on dit que les rêves deviennent réalité
Mais la vie est trop brèves pour pouvoir la donner

[Chorus]



The most darkening musical force of all times was Venom. When this hit we were all like...what happened to me?? You couldn't say that their subjects had much to do with socio-political awareness in the way that Napalm Death is all about. In many cases, it is hard to tell that the Venom lyrics are about anything. They are not really supposed to be. Cronos has wiggled the name loose and uses it, except he is not a founding member. He also shaped it so that he plays nothing but gigantic concerts and festivals and so on. I personally probably saw him in the smallest show he ever played which was at Jaxx near DC, which was great due to the closeness. In fact that made it one of the greatest shows I ever went to, it was so intense that even though I was only about twenty feet away, I could never see his guitar.


Honestly, does the Mantas lineup stand at par with that? Yes. These other guys play some festivals, but, they also tour what we call "smaller venues" which is usually where I have had better times. His writing is a bit less the weird demonicness of Cronos, and they have just come out with a lyric video which is really straightforward.

This song is the execution and disposal of the NWO in the completely modern sense just like we discuss here.


Venom (UK, 1978)



Mantas


Don't Feed Me Your Lies

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Here is a new one that is not really industrial. This is more metal with a morbid twist. It could perhaps easily dismissed as "horror movie", but, I think it may be saying the same thing as the last song in a twisted way, like a modern Wizard of Oz. That is what I get from it. Not necessarily about an individual, but a modus operandi.



Abaddon


The Cloyne

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Seek me find me they all love a clown
Find a new friend, begin the countdown
Come to funhouse there’s room for us all,
Having a great time, having a ball

CH
Roll up, roll up, just come and see,
Everything evil that’s buried in me.
Welcome, welcome, one and all
Destroying society watching it fall

You opened the door, you let me in
It’s all in my face, in my sinister grin.
Virtue erased when I roll into town
My evil ways are dragging them down.

Feast on their souls, devour their dreams
I feed on their nightmares and silence their screams
A plague a disease in the dark of the night
I'm controlling tech that’s hid in plain sight.

[shaberon]

Although the title track, There's Only Black, is about Mantas's near-death experience, so far, the lyric videos made from the new album seem to follow an anti-NATO groove almost continuously. Here's a few that they did not add lyrics, but this album is quite good so worth a listen. They also joined with Orange bass amplification, brought in a new drummer, and so this stuff is "new" in the way that the original Venom was "new" in the 80s (Black Metal = Acoustic bass amp).

U. S. tour has been postponed until 2023.

Without trying to look up the words yet, most of the vocals are actually pretty clear, and I think it is almost all about the government/press/church as they stand in today's engineered problems.


Infinitum

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Man As God

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Nine

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Rampant

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[Operator]

Here's another impressive video about agression in the history of mankind:

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[shaberon]

Here is one that had slipped from memory. I didn't follow the direction this band went, but this was quite good in the early days.


Helloween (Germany, 1983)

Judas

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You promise us a bright golden future
You say you will save the world
That there will be no more hunger and pain
But we only see your golden hands
You say you take care of our survival
Sending us missiles instead
But you just betray us, deny us and lie
And you always say you would

Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.

Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified

Your worship money and economy
There's nothing that you wouldn't do
If the payment is right you don't care about life
'Cause economy is your truth
You are the one selling terror and pain
In all the parts of the world
You are preparing the final grand slam
But you keep on tellin' you'll

Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.

Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified

Judas, Judas - are you still human?
Judas, Judas - I can't believe it
Judas, Judas - dealing with evil
Judas, Judas
You'll keep on telling you'll

Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.

Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified

Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified

[shaberon]

I will let this digress from a narrow topic, because I never picked a piece of music for the message. I go for sounds that I like, which are of different kinds, and then for whatever reason, things that catch my ear are not usually saying something ridiculous, in fact I cannot think of anything that is in some way supportive of the status quo.

A lot of the stuff is hugely critical, but, if you sing something outside of the scope of politics, then I think of it as a complete political rejection. Concentrating on that stuff is not the point of life. Songs about love and relationships are a-political. Metal encompasses every possible musical idiom. But of course that is far from all I listen to. It however is amazing that now one can find good metal from places like Turkey, Iran, China...but I lost my archive, and all of those things are harder to remember.

Sadly we can thank the Covid shutdown for ending a number of careers. It seems to have stopped Krokus and Rock Goddess. Unfortunately at the same time, we lost Golden Earring, which was due to the guitarist coming down with ALS.

I have usually thought of them as "the rock band, inside which all other bands exist".

People would have used to say it was The Beatles. Certainly they were a huge success first, but, in actuality, they didn't last very long. Admittedly, I don't like them. They might have two or three songs that are not nerve-wracking once in a while, but, it's not something I would sit around and listen to, like The Doors, or Bad Company. Those are all kind of flat and just don't grab me.


But I think Golden Earring was an absolute titan, from early times even until recently. They formed in 1961 as The Tornados--meaning they had a sixty-year career.

They changed their name because it was a conflict with an existing band. They took "Golden Earrings" from an instrumental tune by a British band they had toured with, and later dropped the "s". The song itself was inspired by a 1947 spy movie, which had a title track with lyrics, which was soon covered by Peggy Lee. She invented the album. Until then, the twelve-inch format was reserved for orchestras and Broadway musicals--and finally someone could just come along and write songs and get a bunch of them released. She had a fifty-year career.

Peggy Lee is also the driving force behind Lee Aaron's "Slick Chick" album, where she dives into jazz wholeheartedly, and some of it is quite good. She just released another, and is up to nothing less than a forty-year career. Her first album is heavy as bejeezus even in its use of blues (Willy Dixon).

I didn't really like her self-titled or Body Rock albums, they have more of that record company sound of metal being "professionally polished" which knocked things around in the 80s. Even her grunge and 2precious is better than that stuff.

So I am just going to put stuff of personal interest here, which generally is going to be from outside the mainstream, because for some reason, a lot of the more successful bands just don't do it for me. In the metal world, I never paid attention to Anthrax, Megadeth, or Metallica after Cliff. Generally, the more commercial, the less the appeal.


Also since I found the first page is slow-loading, I guess it needs to be a limited number per post.


In honor of the Earring, here is what cost them American success, ten years after Radar Love. These were the early days of videos, which would make or break a band. The video is hilarious and does not really reflect the meaning of the song. However it has a shot where Barry rips the clothes off a nun. That was "too strong" and got it pulled. Due to, um...magic, here is the original.

When the Lady Smiles


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This is the blues track from Lee Aaron's 1982 debut:


Should Have Known

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[shaberon]

Here is new stuff from Brazilian girls trying to see if a new line-up works. I believe they have pulled it off here.


Nervosa

Endless Ambition

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A dark world
Where desire blinds
A life spent
Turning lies into facts
Driven by discontrol

They only care
When there's profit and gain
All they want
Is a troop of slaves
No future
No mercy

Prophets of Cruelty

Nations built on betrayal
Endless ambition

Vulgar fabrications
Tear us apart

Barren horizons
Age of decline
Degeneration
Meaningless lives

Nations built on betrayal
Endless ambition

Prisoner, urban decay
A world of hate
A moving grave

Fake idols
With no emotion

Blessing their weapons
By the holy hand
Behold the youth
Dead on command

Distorted
Unreal

Prophets of cruelty

Nations built on betrayal
Endless ambition

Endless ambition
Endless ambition
Endless ambition
Endless ambition

Sick society



Live version of one that had Schmier on the album--

Genocidal Command

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Eliminate opposition, killing their rights
Crushing everything in the way (Changing the truth)
Ruling with Lies
Build an army to fortify

Scorn
Revenge
No remorse for the kill
Torture
Deceive
We are treated like trash

They are coming

They are genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command

Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command

Fascist speech, inspiration divine
Sticking in their mind like a leech (Only care about cash)
Servants of death
Raising a militia of slaves
Scorn
Revenge
No remorse for the kill
Torture
Deceive
We are treated like trash

They are coming

They are genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command

Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command
Genocidal command

Liar
Racist
Scum of humanity

Dictator
Murderer
It's time to combat death
Liar
Dictator
It's time to combat death

[shaberon]

As mentioned above--currently Nervosa (https://www.nervosaofficial.com/shows) touring the states.



In the mid-80s, what we saw was a whole heap of bands being worked over by the industry in a certain way. Most of it was as literally told to Krokus--"the bass is a background instrument, take the edge off that guy's voice". They wish to make a genre of "radio hits", and so marketing takes over.

It put me in somewhat of a crisis. I didn't really get into Metallica without Cliff Burton, and everything else was kind of losing its way. This is one of the last bands in that kind of music that seemed like it might go somewhere, but only had this one song.

Witness (1989)

Do It Till We Drop

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Metal is a land of many contrasts, and we start finding waves of stuff called Doom Metal influenced by Saint Vitus and a few others. With this type of material, you have rein to go plodding slow so that nothing really happens, that just lacks musical gravity. So I can't say I'm a huge fan "of" this wave, but, *some* things under the category are put together better. One of the first ones is a four-track EP. At first maybe you think it's just going to drag and drone, but, the songs build, they have some energy that is fairly hard and heavy and never sounds like Metallica or Slayer.


Soulsearch (Austria 1994)

Die Essenz

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[shaberon]

After posting some Skyclad which was probably one of the first serious additions of a violin, the first cello that I know of comes from a more meditative doom-sounding band.

Going to line up a few things of this nature and see if this works.

This begins in one of the most open-sounding riffs, and moves to a funeral.



Celestial Season (Netherlands, 1993)

Soft Embalmer of the Still Midnight


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I took the tuning from that album and ran with it.

This also grabbed an unusual sort of melody that sticks with you.

Sirrah (Poland 1996)

A U Tomb


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Beyond that level is the "symphonic metal" created by Therion. This becomes almost completely "symphonic" with a little background guitar and drums. But as the sonic fusion aspect, "Theli" is probably the excellent example of an album, here is a meditative piece from it.

Siren of the Woods


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And while we are at it, this is not the Geffen re-master, this is the original Kitaro "Kaiso" with mainly strings.

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[shaberon]

I noticed some songs had dropped, so I re-loaded most of those.


One of the other things you notice, if you "discover" music as a kid, further down the road, songs about youth angst and rebellion are a little weird. Aside from that, the overall sensation of the primordial impact stays with you. That means I am still into the same stuff although it is forty years old.

After some health issues, another person who seems to feel the same way is Abaddon. If you are familiar with this music, it will make sense what he told recently to Echoes and Dust (https://echoesanddust.com/2023/11/abaddon-from-venom-and-abaddon-uk/):

I like playing ‘Seven Gates Of Hell’, ‘In Nomine Satanas’ when it goes into ‘Don’t Burn The Witch’, I love how that rolls together.



It does. They have a way of playing some songs that are "stuck" together, but, those had a creative transitional flow. He winds up saying that playing in the original lineup would be awesome. That is a bit surprising considering everything that happened. The whole interview reflects a legacy of youthful inspiration, mixed with the satisfaction of carrying it into age. You don't necessarily change that much! Just that some naive ideas are outgrown.

With enough tracks to more or less make a recent album, he says:


It’s very, very old school Venom. I can’t really help that! It’s got that punk kind of throwaway feel to it, especially in the drums. It’s all first time takes. We don’t sit in the studio for weeks on lodged. The guitar riffs are all pretty much logic in the 80s, we really want it to sound like fun and that’s exactly what it sounds like.



There is some Venom they have recently played Live (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2OYcc5MW5iSF8xdDutiWtQ), which is a good energetic effort. The newer material seems to have been auto-arranged as the system itself seems to do, making a Playlist (https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_km5ywDUS_Q0p86p_5_h0K5D2ZDuld012o). This is the title track.


All That Remains

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At greater length, he also discusses growing up around City Music Hall (https://www.noecho.net/interviews/abaddon-venom-drummer-interview) and making electrical grids for Sudan and Dubai, followed by the disappearance of all major industries.

It leaves the other two as sounding a bit strange. But it's not about animosity.

If anything, Clive Archer was the most Venomous.

They broke something open, that much is for certain. It could be argued that the "heaviest band" idea next moved to Slayer, although Dave (https://www.givememetal.com/thrashmetaltrees/slayer-family-tree) doesn't particularly mention Venom as an influence. Surprisingly he says Angel of Death was influenced by Tito Puente (https://www.npr.org/2023/05/05/1173267909/from-slayer-to-tito-puente-drummer-dave-lombardo-changes-tempo).

Past that point, it seems you get a lot of people trying to re-make and outdo Reign in Blood. For me, at least, it eventually becomes of more interest to vary the sound of metal.

[shaberon]

In those recent Abaddon interviews, he didn't mention The Runaways:


November 10, 1977 City Hall New Castle


He talked about it somewhere before, and it got my attention because it closely follows this part of their itinerary (https://runawaysonline.proboards.com/thread/211/tour-history?page=1):

June 2, 1977 Shiyaba Public Hall, Japan
June 4, 1977 Osaka Music Festival, Japan
June 5, 1977 Koseinen Kin Kaikau Tokyo, Japan
June 6, 1977 Koseinen Kin Kaikau Tokyo, Japan
June 8, 1977 Koseinen Kin Kaikau Tokyo, Japan
June 9, 1977 Nogoya Civil Center, Japan
June 12, 1977 Shibuya Kokaido, Japan
June ? 1977 Tokyo Music Festival (without Jackie; Joan on bass)


For which they do a new thing, record a live album intended for Japan (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Live_in_Japan_(The_Runaways_album)).

This is a "made" band, their first shows are at The Whisky, The Agora, CBGB's, etc., and they are all over the place. And then their main fan base is in Japan! What is this? This was a huge deal for the time, you couldn't just put together a band and go to Japan. It's not a political band, whatsoever, it is their very existence that has a pioneer effect on a social or international level. It didn't last, because here Lita is going to do her thing that pushed their envelope. Cherie did not want to sing it every night because of the high notes. This has a hard edge that would topple, say, Van Halen if that is an example of their contemporaries.



Neon Angels on the Road to Ruin (1977)

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Here is the opposite match. The following year, Japan was treated to Germany's Scorpions. This is put on a double live album called Tokyo Tapes. And here, Uli Roth does something that is not from Germany and the Scorpions have never been. Eventually, the band Therion comes out of this song. You don't know what's happening, and then it becomes profoundly meditative in a way the Japanese seem to have liked.



Fly to the Rainbow (1978)

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That's real "normalization", not a political one but a free choice of people. I in turn am one of those who is grateful for what I have gotten from Japan, so this is a very natural circle for me. As a music fan, I have seen Joan Jett perform, and, she is not just a little chick with a big mouth, she's a power, it's like there's this spark shining through but it is too big to fit in everything she's ever done.

[shaberon]

Usually any mention of music history with a political dissension is going straight to Black Sabbath and War Pigs. I figured this goes without mention. I realized I am not the biggest Sabbath fan. They have some great songs, but, I won't really listen to a whole album because it is a bit removed, has a narcotic effect. That is of course true. Sometimes, they do really good in songs with extended riffing, like War Pigs, Black Sabbath, or Iron Man, and then past a certain point, it is a bit unreachable to me.


Reading those music history articles is a little weird. They talk about "genres" as if they were coherent entities. That's not how it worked. When I got into music, Venom had created Black Metal and there wouldn't have been any question what it meant. Maybe ten years later someone starting adopting the idea for themselves, which is a bit of flattery. At the time no one did, you just had all kinds of bands turn around and pull from the influence. And so the thing I got into when it first came out was Slayer.

The reviews tell us that Dave Lombardo was first given a double bass setup by Gene Hoglan during Haunting the Chapel (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haunting_the_Chapel).

Then for the most part, Hell Awaits is where they think the band's sound took off. But on this again, it is a case where they have turned to extensive riffing, which, to me, did not fit what they had done with Show no Mercy. They attribute the extension to Mercyful Fate. Well, that points to the strength of that band--Fate can play extensively because they do it really well, in a way that, to me, at least, works better than Sabbath or Slayer.

As a player, I am still in the camp of those who took something from Black Sabbath. This is strange but true. I re-arranged this hook from Dio's Sabbath into what was probably the second-fastest song we were playing. That was true only because I had added one more trying to go as fast as possible. But for a long time we were based on a sped-up version of this next one.


Country Girl

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And so I'm trying to play all this stuff 2-3 times a night, and, it just pushes the envelope of the supporting players. We do this stuff, some leave and I play with the drummer for a while, until it is just me that keeps on playing, because that's what I do. A girl used to watch me, sitting in her car or something, I had no idea she existed. I literally hypnotized her or somehow overwhelmed her, she was really nervous to meet me, and the band didn't work out, but this song came true, pretty close to how it is.

A singer who is directly influenced by Dio is Noora Louhimo. This is a really great job of pushing a classic metal Sabbath-style melody pretty close to Slayer intensity. Back to an acerbic, post-apocalyptic lament.


Battle Beast (Finland, 2008)

Raven

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Night sky is glowing, city ablaze
Worldwide chaos spreading like a fire
Cybernetic fingers rewiring human brains
Obedient and evil
Freedom's calling
Raven, the witness of mankind's destruction
Raven!
Raven, black symbol of death in the sky, wow!
Cutting-edge technology, a tool of self-demise
Brain-dead cyborg armies terrorize
Virtual reality, Hell or paradise?
Once you're in you can't get out
Freedom's calling
Raven, the witness of mankind's destruction
Raven!
Raven, black symbol of death in the sky
Some of us escaped to sewers and caves
Living with the rats in nuclear waste
Cybernetic soldiers demolishing our homes
Run or die
Freedom's calling
Raven, the witness of mankind's destruction
Raven!
Raven, black symbol of death in the sky
Raven, the witness of mankind's destruction
Raven!
Raven, black symbol of death in the sky
Raven fly! Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

[shaberon]

Interesting. The top of the page is right around a year ago when I found that Prika taking over vocals in Nervosa brought it where it needed to be. I just got to see them play and they are superb. They have a new drummer and said the bass player joined for the tour until the other one can get through something. They fit perfectly.

I got fist bumps from Prika and Gabriela and a card from the bass player, I don't know where Helena slipped off to, she is really small but she can destroy an instrument. I would follow them anywhere if I could. They are headed up north and into Canada.



Seed of Death

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Jailbreak

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I get through the wire
To the other side
Sailing rivers of blood
To escape their control

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

Black sheep
Mind police
Outlaw
Heart of danger

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

The best way to break the rules
Is to pretend that you follow them
Sick and tired of apologies
Empty heads full of fools
Full of fools!

March to the beat
Of your heart
This is your destiny's call
No need to compromise
Be your own god

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

It's my Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak
Jailbreak

[shaberon]

Sometimes things change for the worse, and, this time it turns out that after a second heart attack, Jeff "Mantas" will no longer be a part of Venom Inc.; here is an extensive talk with Tony Dolan (https://defendersofthefaithmetal.com/tony-demolition-man-dolan-venom-inc-atomkraft-interview/) about having continued the band which has lost both founding members.

He was in Venom originally because the other original member did not want to do it any more. This 2015 version was kind of the same; fan request put the band together. And so it's an odd position to be in. I don't see why he shouldn't keep doing it. Here's something unusual for them from his third album.

Cursed

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1980 - NL Sad Iron (https://sadironmetal.com/) continues to release:

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Rather impressively Kate's Acid continues to release Blowing Your Ears Off (https://napalmrecords.com/english/kates-acid-blowing-your-ears-off-music-tape.html?srsltid=AfmBOopN3MJZWLt35avXzblHqHJ85dYscsi-B9o-tZR-x0ukwXfTum4G) which is a live recording of classics where she also plays Stand up and Shout by Dio.

That's really something, to have a band that is basically in its 40s and you can still keep doing this. You are doing it with people who were not born when the songs were made. And that was playing at two or three festivals and other shows. Just to quickly pick an opener:

Kate's Acid

Maniac/Hooked on Metal 2022

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Unfortunately for me, that's Europe. Some of those shows are over an hour of just old music.

She opened the first Venom show, so this was a thing. I listened to Acid a lot more than what other people around me listened to. There's a sort of timelessness in this.

[shaberon]

This is not surprising after...leaving the band they were in...



Notice the location after some life-threatening health issues in their 60s:

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This starts because Cronos decides to sue over some logos or something last year.

So, they start a defense against that, and a counter-suit for...rights on their own material...


There is in part, crowdfunding (https://metaladdicts.com/mantas-and-abaddon-reveal-why-they-alone-can-claim-the-name-venom/) with excess proceeds donated to charity.


On the other hand, they are also going to play their own music, regardless of two other bands using it.


After almost dying, there are not many people who can just turn around and go to Tokyo November 30:


The show will see Dunn and Bray performing classic VENOM tracks alongside some of Japan’s top black metal musicians: Masaki “Gezol” Tachi from SABBAT on bass and vocals, Mirai Kawashima of SIGH on vocals, Shinji “Samm” Tachi from METALUCIFER on drums, and Noboru “Jero” Sakuma from ABIGAIL on guitar. Supporting acts for the night include SURVIVE and HELL FREEZES OVER.


The same will be done at Keep it True next April with:


Tom Angelripper and Andy Brings (SODOM)

Tom G. Warrior (CELTIC FROST, HELLHAMMER, TRIPTYKON)

Schmier (DESTRUCTION)

Attila Csihar (MAYHEM)

Danny Lilker (NUCLEAR ASSAULT, S.O.D.)

Diva Satánica (BLOODHUNTER, NERVOSA)

Blake “Bulldözer” Arendell (INTERCEPTOR)


It implies a type of "Anniversary tour":


As the duo gears up to celebrate the 45th anniversary of VENOM’s groundbreaking debut, Welcome to Hell (1981), at festivals in 2026...



I don't think I've ever heard of just getting anyone to play that. A band with a theoretically unlimited number of singers. Interesting.



...now we’re getting offers from other places to do the same thing.


Of course.

Easy math:


Unless you’ve got two members of that three-piece, you can’t call it VENOM because it’s Cronos and some other blokes, or it’s Dolan and some other blokes. If you’ve got me and Jeff, you’ve got two-thirds of the original f**king band. That’s as straightforward as you can get.


It was with Clive Archer 1980:

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The actual first song was Red Light Fever.


Cronos first gave them Senile Decay, recorded with Bloodlust in 1982:

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Fallen Angels had its moments, but, I didn't really get much from the last two albums. His momentum stopped around 2011. He doesn't deserve anything besides a share in the original material.


No one can argue that it's not forty-five years of musical calamity erupted by that notorious first album. It changed everything. Certainly it "belongs" more to two co-founders than any individual. Whatever Dolan does "can't hurt", if he focuses on "his era", it's something additional. No reason not to. He is able to say they both effectively dropped out of his line-up. There's no bickering going on there. They may have something Beyond the Black.

But, here we go, Forty-five Years of Welcome to Hell.