Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Flux Of Pink Indians- "The Fucking Cunts Treat Us Like Pricks" - (Spiderleg, 1984))


I was listening to this today while I was out walking dogs, and, not having listened to it all that recently, forgot what a great record it is. I had this awesome diatribe all cooked up, but now I'm stoned (and also exhausted; the Jesus Lizard show at Irving Plaza tonight was absolutely mind-blowing), and I can't really remember what it was. Part of it was something about taking the best parts of Crass, early Chumbawamba, and Einsturzende Neubauten and beating the fuck out of it with a sledgehammer. Their earlier works were far more pedestrian punk affairs (though still solid); their later works (after dropping the "of pink indians" portion of the name) is basically anarchist dance-pop. This is a cacophonous blend of classic peace punk, dancy art punk, and a heaping helping of analog noise. Lyrically, this deals with "violence between men and women, based on the experiences of a band member who had been sexually assaulted"; the cover got them banned from HMV ("an international entertainment retail chain and is the largest of its kind in the United Kingdom and Canada...").

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