The cEvin Key track, I never keep up with his albums even though I watch his YT channel and Patreon. He makes interesting stuff, its modern but has a vibe which is always a bit Skinny Puppy and 80’s electronic.
Gétatchèw Mèkurya – Ambassèl is something I just came across kinda randomly via Hailu Mergia tracks I think? Very cool stuff. Gétatchèw Mèkurya was an Ethiopian jazz saxophonist.
(And the draft rant I made late last night rant accompanying the find…)
HOLY SHIT what an amazing album for some reason released some time this year on vinyl for once (and never before), and I nearly missed it, I went on discogs to maybe finally just give up and buy it on CD and theres a vinyl release 2020 listed, only 250 copies, FUCK! So I’m googling furiously for any mention or for re-sellers or second hands and i find the band have a fucking website and are selling it and only have 2 left…FUCK. They dont ship to AU…Hang on thats shopmate shit…fuck…Instant Purchase. UNFUCKINGBELEIVEABLE. A panicked screaming internally few minutes I have not had in a while of such intensity.
When the bass drum comes in on the second song you really “get it”, hes right. Not every instrument as an individual and all as one. Not really a fan of this band or this album, though.
“This is what Celtic Frost wrestling Cryptic Slaughter in a graveyard sounds like.” – some guy on Youtube. LOL very true.
Propagandhi – The Only Good Fascist Is a Very Dead Fascist
Swastikas and Klan-robes. Sexist, racist, homophobes. Aryan-Nations and Hammerskins: you can wear my nuts on your nazi chins! God, I love a man in uniform! (But, uh, before we get too intimate here, big fella): what exactly are the great historical accomplishments of “your” race that make you proud to be white? Capitalism? Slavery? Genocide? Sitcoms? Guns? War? Pollution? Addiction? NAFTA? Thigh-Master? This is your fucking white-history, my “friend”. So why don’t we start making a history worth being proud of and stat fighting the real fucking enemy: the white male capitalist supemacist. Swastikas and Klan-robes. Sexist, racist, homophobes. This one’s for the “Master Race”: my brown-power ass in your white-power face! Kill them all and let a Norse God sort ’em out!
Built like a dream out of the past. Crushing generations with a foggy mass of seething anger and unhealed wounds. I can’t make this right but don’t be confused.
I am a rifle. I am this blockade. I’m banners and violence and car-bombs and riots. I am a rifle. I am this blockade. I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons.
Don’t look to me to give the future back. Don’t look to me to rework the past. I’m only here to bring things to a head. You can cover your ears, it doesn’t change who I am.
I am a rifle. I am this blockade. I’m banners and violence and car-bombs and riots. I am a rifle. I am this blockade. I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons.
I haunt the Chilcotin. I stalk Palestine. I fueled Rwanda’s worst. I held Lasagna’s hand. I’m one hundred shades of hunger.
I am a rifle. I am this blockade. I am the fire of a thousand murdered sons. I am resistance. I am your problem. I’m not leaving and I am your fault.