H σύγκρουση, στο Σύνταγμα, ΠΑΜΕ-κουκουλοφόρων: δύο κάπως μουσικά συμπεράσματα


Τα δύο κάπως μουσικά συμπεράσματα είναι συνέχεια του ομότιτλου ποστ και τη συζήτησης που ακολούθησε στα σχόλια. Ευχαριστώ όλους του φίλους και τις φίλες που συνέβαλαν σε αυτή. Ελπίζω να συναντηθούμε στους δρόμους και τους χώρους εργασίας σε καλύτερες συνθήκες από αυτές της περασμένης Πέμπτης.

Το κομμάτι «Big A little a» των Crass -ένα από τα τρία τέσσερα κομμάτια που με σημάδεψαν στην κρίσιμη ηλικία που διαμορφώνεις χαρακτήρα- το έχω ξανανεβάσει. Το «Bloody Revolutions» (παρακάτω) είναι η πρώτη φορά που ανεβαίνει σε αυτές τις σελίδες.

Οι Crass είναι το κορυφαίο αναρχοπάνκ συγκρότημα που έπαιξε σε αυτόν τον πλανήτη. Με τη λιτή μουσική και τους στίχους κανονικό μανιφέστο, έδειξε και αμφισβήτησε ανοιχτά τις εξουσιαστικές συμπεριφορές όχι μόνο των αστών και της δημοκρατίας τους αλλά και της κομμουνιστικής αριστεράς καθώς επίσης και εκείνου του κομματιού του αντεξουσιαστικού χώρου που αλληθωρίζει προς την άσκηση βίας. Οι Crass πρότασσαν τον άνθρωπο και τη ζωή έναντι ψυχρών αριθμών και του θανάτου και δε μάσαγαν τα λόγια τους όταν έβλεπαν και στην επαναστατική βία όψεις μιας καθαράς εξουσιαστικής συμπεριφοράς (ας μην αρχίσουμε τα περί «αντιβίας», «δικαιολογημένης άμυνας» κλπ, ξέρουμε όλοι για τι πράγμα μιλάμε).

Ακολουθούν τα δυο κομμάτια με τους στίχους τους.

Bloody Revolution

You talk about your revolution, well, that’s fine
But what are you going to be doing come the time?
Are you going to be the big man with the tommy-gun?
Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to run?
Well, freedom has no value if violence is the price
Don’t want your revolution, I want anarchy and peace

You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain’t it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me

But what about those people who don’t want your new restrictions?
Those that disagree with you and have their own convictions?
You say they’ve got it wrong because they don’t agree with you
So when the revolution comes you’ll have to run them through
You say that revolution will bring freedom for us all
Well freedom just ain’t freedom when your back’s against the wall

You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain’t it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me

Will you indoctrinate the masses to serve your new regime?
And simply do away with those whose views are too extreme?
Transportation details could be left to British rail
Where Zyklon B succeeded, North Sea Gas will fail
It’s just the same old story of man destroying man
We’ve got to look for other answers to the problems of this land

You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain’t it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me

Vive la revolution, people of the world unite
Stand up men of courage, it’s your job to fight

It all seems very easy, this revolution game
But when you start to really play things won’t be quite the same
Your intellectual theories on how it’s going to be
Don’t seem to take into account the true reality
Cos the truth of what you’re saying, as you sit there sipping beer
Is pain and death and suffering, but of course you wouldn’t care

You’re far too much of a man for that, if Mao did it so can you
What’s the freedom of us all against the suffering of the few?
That’s the kind of self-deception that killed ten million jews
Just the same false logic that all power-mongers use
So don’t think you can fool me with your political tricks
Political right, political left, you can keep your politics
Government is government and all government is force
Left or right, right or left, it takes the same old course
Oppression and restriction, regulation, rule and law
The seizure of that power is all your revolution’s for
You romanticise your heroes, quote from Marx and Mao
Well their ideas of freedom are just oppression now

Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
It’s just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren’t clearly stated
Nothing’s really different cos all government’s the same
They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game

Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
It’s just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren’t clearly stated
Nothing’s really different cos all government’s the same
They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
There’s nothing that you offer but a dream of last years hero
The truth of revolution, brother………………. is year zero.

Big A, little A

Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won’t get me

1 – 2 – 3 – 4

External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you

Hello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation’s what I’ve got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, pope
We’ll blind you with morality, you’d best abandon any hope,
We’re telling you you’d better pray cos you were born in sin
Right from the start we’ll build a cell and then we’ll lock you in
We sit in holy judgement condemning those that stray
We offer our forgiveness, but first we’ll make you pay

External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you

Hello, hello, hello, now here’s a massage from your queen
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I’m most concerned about my people, I want to give them peace
So I’m making sure they stay in line with my army and police
My prisons and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can’t allow
So I’ll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bow

External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you

Introducing the Prime Sinister, she’s a mother to us all
Like the dutch boy’s finger in the dyke her arse is in the wall
Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part
If Moses did it with is faith, she’ll do it with an army
Who at times of threatened crisis are certain to be there
Guarding national heritage no matter what or where
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defence of privilege
They’ve learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor
So Ireland’s just an island? It’s an island of the mind
Great Britain? Future? Bollocks, you’d better look behind
Round every other corner stands P.C. 1984
Guardian of the future, he’ll implement the law
He’s there as a grim reminder that no matter what you do
Big brothers system’s always there with his beady eyes on you
From God to local bobby, in home and street and school
They’ve got your name and number while you’ve just got their rule
We’ve got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It’s time to change the tables. The future must be ours

Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won’t get me

Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It’s up to you to change your life and my life’s up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don’t like the life you live, change it now it’s yours
Nothing has effects if you don’t recognise the cause
If the programme’s not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It’s only you that can decide what life you’re gonna get
If you don’t like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you’ll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren’t made of bricks they’re mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they’ll be back again
If you don’t like the rules they make, refuse to play their game
If you don’t want to be a number, don’t give them your name
If you don’t want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They’ll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don’t want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re they only you

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2 thoughts on “H σύγκρουση, στο Σύνταγμα, ΠΑΜΕ-κουκουλοφόρων: δύο κάπως μουσικά συμπεράσματα

  1. θα έγραφα κάτι αλλά μιλάει το άβαταρ μου από μόνο του

    (να μην ξεχνάμε βέβαια ότι στο μεγάλο ερώτημα Do They Owe Us A Living? η μόνη και σωστή απάντηση είναι OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO!)
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