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| 1. Worms Of The Senses/Faculties Of The Skull |
| 2. Liberation Frequency |
| 3. The Deadly Rythm (Of The Production Line) |
| 4. Summer Holidays Vs. Punk Routine |
| 5. Bruitist Pome #5 |
| 6. New Noise |
| 7. Refused Party-Programme |
| 8. Protest Song '68 |
| 9. Refused Are Fuckin Dead |
| 10. The Shape Of Punk To Come |
| 11. Tannhauser/Derive |
| 12. The Apollo Programme Was A Hoax |
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I'll start with Refused's "Manifesto" so I can get right back to ignoring it. Did we not get the memo about guitar players changing the world? Am I really supposed to be impressed by someone trying once again to use hard-edged rock music to breathe life into Marxism's abandoned corpse? How is this supposed to be the shape of punk to come when it covers the same lyrical territory that the Clash and Rancid have beaten to death?
"This Manifesto is very much for real." No, it isn't. It's not even a manifesto. It's a CD. Manufactured and sold like any other. You too are part of the system. Deal.
Next point is the howling. I realize it's the new cool way to vocalize. No band would dare go hardcore these days without making sure the frontman puts a couple of tracks on plastic sounding like a buffalo with it's throat cut. And after a few listens, it gets distinctly less irritating. All the same, a little more actual singing on the album would make the screams actually seem to reflect a genuine emotional peak as opposed to "Gee, there's the rythmn riff, I better start shouting."
That said, the music does rock. Skillful and varied playing, achieving both power and speed that impresses more and more with every play. If this becomes the kind of music that punk outfits play, I'll be pleased. Now if we can lose the "Look Mom, I'm a rebel" routine, all the bases will be covered. I mean, why should I plop down $ to listen to someone hearken back to the spirt of 1968 when for the same money I can have the MC5 take me there?
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