The rats are in the corn again, and our faith’s been all but shattered. The cat’s in the cradle, fast asleep, his lungs in ragged tatters. But living will is to mercy kill as standing still is to going backwards. We’re being fucking dragged there. When “protect and serve” tastes like a curse and the baton swings by default, we don’t need a goddamn weatherman to know on whom the rain falls. All the resolve of a dead dog’s bite. All the brilliance of a thousand points of light. Swallow your words and try to keep your voice down. Truth for a truth. Lie for a lie. Let the bastards spend 10,000 restless nights, every hair on the back of their necks alive with the burning glare of grieving mothers’ eyes, in no short supply. Agent provocateurs: Rats in a cheaply sewn disguise. If you’re lucky, they’ll let you foot the bill for the mace that’s in your eyes. But big enough carrot, long enough stick and we’ll swear we’re immune to the sting of the whip and chomp at the bit of scraps they’ve cast aside. Tooth for crooked tooth. Eye for blind eye. Let the bastards hang 100 stories high. Serve as shade from the glare of the harsh sunlight for those they saw as merely rungs on which to rise, on the wings of flies.
2e album du projet solo de Antho (bassiste de Guerilla Poubelle) Astucieux et inventif le lascar nous offre un punk rock en français jubilatoire et intime. GUERILLA ASSO
Les petits malins virtuoses d'INTENABLE arrivent à éviter le piège de la surenchère en pondant un album efficace à souhait, frais et surprenant sans jamais faire tourner la tête. GUERILLA ASSO
MAG est de retour : 13 titres sauvages et convulsifs. La musique se fait plus polymorphe, flirtant avec le crust ou le black metal, le chant de Fanny reste agressif et maitrisé comme jamais ! GUERILLA ASSO