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IMB 6036LP
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"Thought-provoking monologues and confrontational lyrics bring you on a cold, doom-laden journey of perpetual war, psychological mind control and disillusionment." "If you yearn for the glory days of UK crust punk, when no one could touch bands like Antisect, Amebix and Anti-System for both their integrity and intensity, yearn no more, because their spirit lives on in Police Bastard. Muscling through ten tracks of metallic punk, so thick, primal and ferocious, it feels hewn from the very earth itself, they rage against the many injustices mankind inflicts upon the natural world with a terrifying conviction. The incisive savage riffing of 'Brought To Our Knees' recalls Sacrilege at the peak of their powers, whilst epic noisescapes like 'Fortress' wipe the floor with your bleeding neurosis. Immense and empowering, this is essential." --Ian Glasper, Terrorizer (2014). "Their new album Confined sticks to their cynical view of the world mixed with innovative guitar textures and driving industrial intensity. Thought-provoking monologues and confrontational lyrics bring you on a cold, doom-laden journey of perpetual war, psychological mind control, disillusionment and omnipresent bullshit. For a band that has been knocking about on and off for twenty years, they could be forgiven for reverting to the formulaic. However, they rethink and deliver a furious maelstrom of complex dark hardcore, best served cold." --CVLT Nation (2013). Recorded, mixed, produced and mastered by Simon Reeves at Framework Recording Studios in early 2013 and released through Iron Man Records, Birmingham. Cover art by Mark "Skinny" Orton. Gatefold sleeve.
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IMB 6032CD
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Detroit's iconic "White Panther" introduces himself as "a beatnik, dope fiend, poet provocateur, race traitor and renegade. Living from hand to mouth and euro to euro, sleeping on the couches and extra beds of my friends. A man without a country and a post office box in New Orleans for a permanent address." Reciting his beat poetry in a sub-baritone growl, John Sinclair waxes lyrical about John Lennon, Thelonious Monk, Kerouac, Ginsberg, and Burroughs, and issues a libertarian's charter on "Ain't Nobody's Business". 13 songs produced by Youth, ranging from raucous rock 'n' roll to psychedelic jazz and abstract soundscapes. Throughout, Sinclair's voice functions as an anchor, taking on an American social landscape bursting with civil unrest and self-reinvention as Youth's modernist production swirls around him. Immortalized by John Lennon's 1972 song that bears his name, Sinclair is an iconic figure of '60s counterculture, famous for, among other things, having co-founded the White Panther Party and for managing Detroit's legendary leftist proto-punk outfit MC5.
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IMB 6033LP
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Incendiary bebop beauty from the renegade poet John Sinclair. Bohemian ex-manager of the MC5, Sinclair was central to 1960s counterculture. A year or two back, he met producer Youth and got dragged into the 21st century. The result is a hypnotic celebration of personal freedom; laid-back thoughts spoken in John Sinclair's gruff, grainy drawl, draped against blues, bebop and trip-hop. "Do It", with its lonesome sax, echoes Paddy McAloon's intimate I Trawl The Megahertz (2003): "In those days, to make poetry and art... that wasn't called for. But you did it, even though you knew you would never get paid..." "Brilliant Corners" is a wild tribute to Jack Kerouac, and "Sitarrtha" offers, "If we're lucky, music will bring us through, and we'll wake up singing." What a dude. Hand drawn cover artwork by Youth.
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John Sinclair, the renegade poet, scholar and cultural revolutionary, releases his new album on Iron Man Records. John has been described as an archetype of the 1960s art, music and literary synthesis, and today, is still kicking with both feet on his trajectory for cultural transformation. His new record features 10 tracks from his book of verse: Always Know: A Book of Monk. Twenty poems planted firmly in a single-shot session, and carefully trimmed down to 10 exhibits for this album. Beatnik poems, great odes and personal reflections of the be-bop jazz persuasion, all flowering together. First conceived of in Detroit City, spring 1982, and developed throughout the 1980s with streaks of fresh edits leading right up to the session itself, John navigates some of these texts for the first time in over 20 years, free-styling his energized sincerity and attention to every word, transforming the text on the page into his unique unmistakable spoken-word. The music was written and arranged by Steve Fly who mirrored John's poems in the music by initially combing the tempo of the original songs recorded by John "Dizzy" Gillespie, Charlie "Bird" Parker and Thelonious Monk. Steve The Fly is a native of Stourbridge UK, now an Amsterdam resident who plays drums, spins vinyl, writes novels and literary and cultural commentary. His other music projects have included New Flesh, Garaj Mahal, Temple Dragon Band, and of course, he is now full-time with John Sinclair. These songs are further utilized by John's poetic method, so that each title and the rhythm of his poetry can piggy-back upon the same song-title, and rhythm, of an original composition set in history, for extra rooting. Steve put down drums, turntables, cello-bass, flute, and glockenspiel, shooting to play around the vocal lead lines and diverse expressions from John. All artwork was cradled and visualized by the post-industrial imagination of CHU. CHU's work has included projects with Banksy and Jamie Hewlett, among many others, and he has been described as the "Escher of UK street art" and is a founder of Graffiti Bastards. The album is beautifully packaged in a double gatefold CD wallet with full-color artwork by CHU and a 10-page booklet. Mohawk illustrates the kind of care and attention a John Sinclair record deserves. After all, he kinda helped start this underground art explosion.
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