This new two song release by LA punk band, Generacion Suicida is stellar. I love how clean it is. In the spirit of The Zeros with a nod to “Night Time” era Killing Joke — mostly the chorused guitar effect — and the immediacy of Los Crudos. Their full-length, “Con La Muerte a Tu Lado,” released a year ago, is also available at their bandcamp page. There is a significant evolution in the execution and production of the songs on their full length and their latest effort. You can hear the band growing as song writers. Hope they come down to San Diego soon.
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Mexican Shoe Thief and Mexican Camel Tow
Here’s a two fer free download of Cabron’s magnum opus’ Mexican Camel Tow and Mexican Shoe Thief.
Mexican Camel Tow: http://www.sendspace.com/file/0qru6e
Mexican Shoe Thief: http://www.sendspace.com/file/ixlk5q
Mexican Shoe Thief Lyrics Posted!!!
Leo finally sent me the ALL they lyrics for our record. Here they are! Enjoy!
Colleagues
Have you ever worked more than 60 hours in any given week?
At a job you despise with every fiber and grain of your being?
D’you ever stop to think that you’re not alone man,
No you’re not alone!
We’re all stumbling towards the same ending, thankless and dying.
But you’re not alone man, sister we’re with you in the factories and fields
Toiling away, just to get a sense, a sense of something real.
We’ll be waiting at the end when the credits roll and the curtain close,
And when the last whistle blows we’ll be there, yeah we’ll be there.
Carve out an existence
To stand tall amidst the giants
One voice to rattle the tyrants.
You’re not alone man!
Shut yer hole
I just thought that I would let you know,
It’d do you better if you shut your hole
’cause when you speak it starts to smell like shit
Falling in clumps, we need to clamp that chin
Just shrugging, ignoring, thinking you’re holy
Keep throwing sticks on the open flame
Winking, sniffing, thinking you own me
I’d give anything to see you dead,
Gutted and strung up like a pig I dread
In simplest terms it’s best to be sincere
Your manners and words all bull shit and fear
You keep shrugging, ignoring, thinking you’re holy
Keep throwing sticks on our open flame
Winking, sniffing, thinking you own me
Searchers
We’re the ruling architects of semantic infrastructures
Coded in concrete and script
Not paper that’ll tear easily
Pay your fines and dues
You life is our to use
Boiler plate mission statements
Distributed to all the right folks
Conflict resolution is our diplomatic mantra
Pay your fines and dues
The kids are ours to use
Fuel the white, red, blue
Your labor is ours to use
Learn
What do you wish to accomplish?
What is your goal in life?
Do you want a family?
Do you want three kids and a wife?
Well it doesn’t really matter, because to me life is just a game
Just one thing to remember
Deep down inside we’re all the same
You gotta learn to give a little
Learn to lend a hand
Don’t think only of yourself
Please understand
Today in all the confusion
Everyone’s talking about no. 1
About fuckin succeeding
And getting their share before life’s done
Living your life for you, it’s just another selfish attitude
Who are you gonna turn to
When hard times get a hold on you?
Hobo Sex
Hearsay, all the shit they write about us
As if nobody’s speaking
Pink face with a snout, ears, tail and all
Keep us feeding and feeding
The mute speak while the blind are kept in the dark
But there’s nobody listening
Loose change filling cups, you’re bound to a wall
And I know what you’re thinking too
We say it’s a problem that no, that no one can solve
But you, you keeping spending n shit
Well what are you gonna do?
(Repeat)
Silencio
There is no band
This is just a recording
No there is no band
Yeah this is just a recording
Set the wheels into motion
Live to shake the foundation
Crumble the memory to dust
Razors sharpening with age
Social anxiety
Silence broken by the bombast of sex
Social anxiety
Silence broken by the bombast……
Can you hear it?
A few well placed words, can incite lust
And a whisper of treachery can incite murder…
Silencio! Silencio! Silencio!
No es banda, es solo una grabacion….
Cabron EP and New Songs Posted
Our 7 song EP Mexican Shoe Thief is going to be released online for free on Oct. 8th (or sometime around there), yeah thats right, for free. Who buys CD’s anymore anyway? We’ve posted 4 new tunes on our myspace page. The songs were recorded live to 2″ tape at Audio Design Studio in San Diego, CA and engineered by Dan Maier (Head Wound City, The Plot to Blow Up The Eiffel Tower, Some Girls). Bobrob (guitar) will be doing a limited run of about 500 silk screened wood block 12″ covers that we’ll sell at shows for about 7 bucks. We’ll put a blank disc with a site you can download the tunes from in it along with an insert for lyrics. Basically people will pay for the art if they come and see us and if people really want we’ll mail them. We’ll probably put it out on vinyl in the spring after we save enough kola nuts and bottle caps since people seem to actually pay for vinyl. Basically Bob talked to some of his high ranking industry contacts and was told that we wouldn’t recoup the cost of making, printing, releasing a ‘CD’ and that it’d be better just to release that shit ourselves, which is cool with us.
Who needs record labels anyway? It’s the same thing punk bands have been doing for the past 30 years. I am talking about bands that go from town to town in a crappy 15 passenger van with a trailer playing dives and making just enough for gas money and a taco bell bean burritos.
You can scope 4 new songs on our myspace
A Coat of Red Paint In Hell 