Rüh a bőröd alatt,
Férgek szelleme,
Állati ösztönöd,
Önmagad leplezed le,
Szabadulni nem tudsz,
Elhatalmasodik,
A környezetedben.
Így leszel ez'tán,
Alárendelt katonája.
Nevelgeted, cserélgeted.
Mert a komfort az kell,
Nem fogadod el,
Ocsmány időhatározóid.
Így hát vedd elő a nagy kést,
Tudod rozsdamentes acélt,
A bizonyos,
Nyakadon táncoló pengeélt.
I bought the 12 inch single for Bela Lugosi’s Dead at Fred’s records in St. John’s, Newfoundland in the eighties and it remained a treasured item in my collection until it was lost, left behind, stolen, loaned out, whatever. I accepted that that item was lost to time and likely irreplaceable. Hence my utter shock to see that I will once again hear this evocative masterwork on vinyl along with an extra three tracks. I recall Boys was included on the B-side of that long list single. Thank you! skritti
Across their second full-length, the London post-punks offer up thrumming motoriks, industrial tones, and sullen sing-a-longs in abundance. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 17, 2024