ST: Pledge your allegiance

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I disse dage genfinder jeg mine gamle albums med Suicidal Tendencies, der gik fra at være et lidt ordinært hardcore-band til at lave interessant metal (og desværre siden er faldet af på den). De var pionerer inden for thrash frem gennem firserne og i mine øjne et mere spændende band end f.eks. Metallica (hvor en af deres mange bassister i dag er havnet). Deres melodimateriale var bedre, og i Rocky George havde de en temmelig undervurderet leadguitarist. De to albums How Will I Laugh Tomorrow… og Lights…Camera…Revolution er især anbefalelsesværdige.

Og ikke mindst: I lighed med en del andre navne inden for genren rummer mange af gruppens tekster (forfattet af deres eneste gennemgående medlem Mike Muir) en forbløffende sårbarhed sammen med desperationen. Her er et eksempel.

How Will I Laugh Tomorrow
(Mike Clark/Mike Muir)

Here I sit and watch my world come crumbling down
I cry for help but no one’s around
Silently screaming as I bang my head against the wall
It seems like no one cares at all

Always an emotion, but how can I explain?
Kind of like the scent of a rose, with words I can’t explain, the same with my pain
Caught up in emotion, goes over my head; goes over my head!
Sometimes I got to think to myself is this life or death, am I living or am I dead

The clock keeps ticking, but nothing else seems to change
Problems never solved, just rearranged
And when I think about all the times that I’ve had
Some were good most were bad

I search for personality and I look for things I cannot see
Love and peace flash through my mind; pain and hate is all I find
Find no hope in nothing new and I never had a dream come true
Lies and hate and agony; thru my eyes that’s all I see

If I’m gonna cry, will you wipe away my tears?
And if I’m gonna die, Lord please take away my fear
Before I drown in sorrow, I just want to say;
How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can’t even smile today?

You think something’s funny…
…laugh at this!

So when I look outside my room
I see the world, but not the reason
What is done to me is not fair
You call it fair I call it treason
But I don’t know what to do
Give me a sign I’ll take whatever
But if you want me here I am
Ain’t gonna die forever

And I tried to hold ya
But you just turned away
And I tried to tell ya
But not a word I say
I cried out so loudly
But you just covered your ears
And gave me all the signs
That you don’t want my tears

So if you want me here I am
I sit and wait your decision
But my body fights my mind
I’m headed straight for a collision
So am I getting near or am I still
Looking in all the wrong places
But the only thing that seems to change
Are the looks on the faces…

Doesn’t anyone…seems like no one cares at all
I search for personality and look for things I cannot see
Does anyone even care at all?
Love and peace flash through my mind; pain and hate is all I find
Seems like no one cares at all
Find no hope in nothing new and I never had a dream come true
Does anyone even care at all?
Lies and hate and agony; thru my eyes that’s all I see
Seems like no one cares at all

How will I laugh tomorrow, when I can’t even smile today?

3 tanker om “ST: Pledge your allegiance”

  1. Jeg kan nu godt følge Pastoren. Metal kan være ganske udemærket. Dog holder jeg mere af Metallica end ST. Selvom det er poppet synes jeg Black Album er fremragende. Det føltes som, at bandet med det album fandt en fin balance mellem deres idéer og det lyttevenlige. Modsat en del af Flemming Rasmussen producerede albums hvor sangene blev alt alt for lange med alt for meget røvguitar.

    Heads up for metal

  2. Man må sige at Pastoren kommer vidt omkring med sine anbealinger, og det er meget beundringsværdigt – men denne her er dog blandt dem jeg absolut ikke vil efterforske yderligere, idet jeg kun alt dfor tydeligt erindrer dette ret miserable orkester.

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