In attività dai primi anni 80 come gruppo hardcore punk hanno cambiato 6 chitarristi, una decina di bassisti ed altrettanti batteristi.
Sono passati dall'hardcore punk al metal poi ci hanno cazzato dentro una chitarra funky e Trujillo al basso e poi erano trash ah no era tipo heavy ma il cantante rappava. Ci si capisce un cazzo.
Meritano un ascolto, son strani.
ascoltavo questa canzone ogni tanto, anni fa. Senza capire una sola parola del testo a parte Crazy e instituzionalized.
In realtà non capivo nemmeno institutionalized.
Però mi è sempre piaciuta perchè il chitarrista solista ha un riff solo nel ritornello, il resto del tempo cazzeggi a in assolo. Ma la cosa principale, il punto di forza della canzone, è che c'è troooooppo rumore, E' inascoltabile. Troooooppo punk.
I sex pistols, rispetto a sti stronzi, sembrano Tchaikovski,
L'ho riascoltata ieri, sta canzone rumorosa e registrata male e, anche se ho imparato un pò d'inglese, non ci ho comunque capito un cazzo. Il tipo sbraita troppo in fretta.
Quando ho letto il testo è stata una liberazione.
E mi ha anche fatto tornar in mente che Alda Merini è stata rinchiusa in un manicomio, così.
La seconda strofa, con "la madre" che insulta il figlio perchè è un drogato e quest'ultimo che vuole solo una fottuta pepsi è molto divertente.
Memorabile anche la frase di chiusura, dopo minuti e minuti di grida e sfoghi quel " Mi fotte un cazzo. Tanto verrò comunque investito da una cazzo di macchina." E' eccezionale.
Ti sei accorto che ho accostato Alda Merini ai Suicidal Tendencies?
tremendo, ecco il testo.
Sometimes I try to do things and it just doesn't work out the way I wanted to.
I get real frustrated and I try hard to do it and I take my time and it doesn't work out the way I wanted to.
It's like I concentrate real hard and it doesn't work out.
Everything I do and everything I try never turns out.
It's like I need time to figure these things out.
But there's always someone there going.
You know we've been noticing you've been having a lot of problems lately.
You know, maybe you should get away and maybe you should talk about it, maybe you'll feel a lot better
And I go: No it's okay, you know I'll figure it out, just leave me alone I'll figure it out. You know I'll just work by myself.
And they go: Well you know if you want to talk about it I'll be here you know and you'll probably feel a lot better if you talk about it.
And I go: No I don't want to. I'm okay, I'll figure it out myself and they just keep bugging me and they just keep bugging me and it builds up inside and it builds up inside.
So you're gonna be institutionalized
You'll come out brainwashed with bloodshot eyes
You won't have any say
They'll brainwash you until you see their way.
I'm not crazy - in an institution
You're the one who's crazy - in an institution
You're driving me crazy - in an institution
They stuck me in an institution
Said it was the only solution
To give me the needed professional help
To protect me from the enemy -- myself.
I was in my room and I was just like staring at the wall thinking about everything
But then again I was thinking about nothing
And then my mom came in and I didn't even know she was there she called my name
And I didn't even hear it, and then she started screaming: MIKE! MIKE!
And I go: What, what's the matter?
And she goes: What's the matter with you?
I go: There's nothing wrong mom.
And she goes: Don't tell me that, you're on drugs!
And I go: No mom I'm not on drugs I'm okay, I was just thinking you know, why don't you get me a Pepsi.
And she goes: NOO!! you're on drugs!
I go: Mom I'm okay, I'm just thinking.
She goes: No you're not thinking, you're on drugs! Normal people don't act that way!
I go: Mom just give me a Pepsi, please
All I want is a Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi, and she wouldn't give it to me.
Just a Pepsi.
They give you a white shirt with long sleeves
Tied around you're back, you're treated like thieves
Drug you up because they're lazy
It's too much work to help a crazy
I was sitting in my room and my mom and my dad came in and they pulled up a chair and they sat down, they go: Mike, we need to talk to you
And I go: Okay what's the matter
They go: Me and your mom have been noticing lately that you've been having a lot of problems,
You've been going off for no reason and we're afraid you're gonna hurt somebody,
We're afraid you're gonna hurt yourself.
So we decided that it would be in your interest if we put you somewhere
Where you could get the help that you need.
And I go:
Wait, what are you talking about, we decided!?
My best interest?! How can you know what's my best interest is?
How can you say what my best interest is? What are you trying to say, I'm crazy?
When I went to your schools, I went to your churches,
I went to your institutional learning facilities?! So how can you say I'm crazy?
They say they're gonna fix my brain
Alleviate my suffering and my pain
But by the time they fix my head
Mentally I'll be dead
It doesn't matter, I'll probably get hit by a car anyway