Tuesday 10 July 2007

SUPER FURRY ANIMALS – THE MAN DON’T GIVE A FUCK (CREATION RECORDS)


SUPER FURRY ANIMALS – THE MAN DON’T GIVE A FUCK (CREATION RECORDS)

I bought this version of the song when I was freshly unemployed from blogging, quite frankly I had nothing better to do than spend money I did not have in an effort to rail and rally against the system and hate any and all form of authority. I probably even bought this one day either on the way to or from signing on.

In many ways this record was the dream ticket for me but I’ll be fucked if I realised it at the time. Having already purchased the single when it first came out (complete with Robin Friday cover et al) a new live twenty minute version really wasn’t what I was itching for at the time. Shame on me.

It opens in the best way possible, with a Bill Hicks sample looping and looping pummelling home the revolutionary declarations that Hicks was so special at dispatching. “All governments are liars and murders” indeed.

The song arrives like an alien landing, the spinning and circling audio then submits, giving way to a “Stairway To Heaven” like opening until the beats kick in. When the song finally explodes into action it tastes like a devastating blow to the senses, a smack of warped Hammond lifted from better times and a chilling mantra that will fester a negative attitude within moments.

There is a stomping glamour attached to proceedings, a party atmosphere that really shouldn’t be associated with such a nihilistic message. The swing of the track is pretty reminiscent of “Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In)” by Kenny Rogers & The First Edition. Often during the process the song appears to stop for breathe before bouncing back stronger and firmer, mesmerising anything sitting around as the hard beats of a nasty rave serve as the ultimate of bridges.

By the time the song returns having come full circle all is love and the band has sounded like a revelation and revolution all in one foul swoop. Exceptional and excessive, masters at work.

It all ends with an air raid siren and the suggestion of a warning that should be heeded.

Thesaurus moment: intimation.

Super Furry Animals
Creation Records

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