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    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







    Fight the Fire of Hate:





    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





    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









    Hellhammer (Swiss, 1982)


    reborn as:

    Tom Warrior's Triumph of Death

    This one is incredibly symbolic.

    Horus Aggressor




    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

    Satan's Delivery






    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:


    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







    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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    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.





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


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



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    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

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    Quote Posted by I am B (here)
    ...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






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

    Tough Customer





    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







    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)








    Kreator (Germany, 1981)

    Europe After the Rain







    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...





    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)







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

    Bad to the Bone







    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






    Resilient






    The Guardian




    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
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    Underrated song and brilliant video:
    Today is victory over yourself of yesterday. Tomorrow is your victory over lesser men.

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    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.





    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.
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    Quote Posted by I am B (here)
    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




    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)





    East Meets West--duet with Udo







    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





    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






    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




    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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    Default Re: Anti-NATO Metal

    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




    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







    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)






    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





    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






    [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





    [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





    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

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    Default Re: Anti-NATO Metal

    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




    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







    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








    Skyclad

    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

    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







    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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    Default Re: Anti-NATO Metal

    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






    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





    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





    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




    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







    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





    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!

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    Default Re: Anti-NATO Metal

    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)







    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









    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





    You can get the lyrics which are in Cyryllic 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)









    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 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







    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






    Translation:


    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






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


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    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






    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







    Stone Evil





    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





    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







    (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






    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





    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
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    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





    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





    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...
    (garbled)
    What I want, what I need and what I know!



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

    Black Cross





    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






    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






    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






    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






    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






    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!

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    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







    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






    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





    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








    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







    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






    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







    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

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    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







    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






    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






    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 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.







    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






    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







    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






    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

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    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







    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





    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





    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







    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





    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.

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    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.


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    Nine







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


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