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(Crossposted with my blog to a certain extent, but I just thought the Barbelith massive should be informed):
You’d think I’d have used up my year’s worth of Ian Svenonious sycophancy with that post the other day, but..
OH MY GOD! I just listened to the new Weird War album, "If You Can't Beat 'Em, Bite 'Em" and it's amazing! It sounds like... it sounds like...
Well let us not beat around the bush here:
It sounds like if George Clinton and Jimi Hendrix formed a garage-punk band, pledged allegiance to the Baader Meinhof gang and chewed down a few sheets of blotter acid to get them in the mood.
GO GET IT.
Remind yourself: “If a tiny fly scrapes his
Nose against a metal ball as big as the
World, after a million years of this,
A mark will be discerned.”
Fall in love your yourself.
Demolish the enemy one by one.
Creep toward the nucleus dome.
Watch the hand of the clock go by.
Crush it / Flush it.
Still believe… in AK-47.
They can kill you,
But at least they can’t eat you.
If you can’t beat ‘em, bite ‘em. |
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