Dear sir or madam
We are a molotov cocktail of fantastic destruction, exploitation already packaged, ready to be shipped. If you do not help us we will die of boredom. We lie down on a bed lined with anti-stars. Masculinity is too safe. We denounce and dethrone every other band, because it is impossible to breathe smothered in their apathy. We tackle you right to your throat, not to your dollar stained fingers, we are elevated by the fact that you know nothing compared to us. Knowledge is a weapon, not a weakness. Security is too secure. The only freedom we have left is the freedom to starve. There is no past, there are no comparisons. All we know is what there is.
"The social revolution...cannot draw its poetry from the past, but only from the future. It cannot begin with itself before it has stripped itself of all superstitions concerning the past." - Karl Marx
We are the only hope and you condemn us for possessing hope. We sell ourselves to the popular misery, and the scarred arms of a dumb society. We will personally sell everything we have to get the world's attention. These are not the rantings of an underground movement. We intend to destroy all dogmatic verbal systems. We have something to say and we want as many people to hear it as possible. You think you are free, you are the victim. You think this is free, and you are the victim. You think we are free, and you are the victim.
"Then came humans. They wanted to cling, but there was nothing to cling to." - Camus
As you drown in the dense musical coma, we spit on the foetus of its up and coming clone. You discover the next big thing as we slashed it down. Drugs too boring and over-used. Stupidity is created, it is not hereditory. We will not pay the government to kill us, we will kill ourselves, with the world watching.
"Jeder macht eine kleine Dummerheit." - William S. Burroughs
We will never write a love song. We condemn all love songs. Everything we write about is a portrait of anxiety addiction, a polaroid snapshot of a decaying carcass. Everywhere you go you will notice us, we will remind you of everything you would rather forget. You created us, we are aborted foetus of the mistress fucks in politics. We are the diseased semen of your musical icons. We are a cancer in the veins of Stereophonics and Oasis, every band who has the potential to say something, and say nothing. Everyone is stupid because they are patronised.
"Down with a world in which the guarantee that we will not die of starvation has been purchased with the guarantee that we will die of boredom." - Parisian Situationist Graffiti
Like the same music as your dad. Musical rebellion is lost. Wear flannel and like The Beatles. Musical "future" is Dark Star and Gay Dad. Rock 'n' roll loop, circular, boredom, boredom, boredom, we are the destruction of rock 'n' roll. We create a tangent in your safe little circle. We will not mix with you, and you won't want us to because we will burn your money.
"Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious." - George Orwell
There is nothing of worth, importance, of excitement, of intelligence left. Too effortless. Too stupid. Too easy. Our "peers" fail to see the change their disagreement would make. Tony "Mein Kampf" Blair separates classes. We are the breathing models, the destructive icons, the burning effigies of glam that will kill you in your sleep, simply for sleeping. We give music a mind, we let it think. We resurrect its decayed, eaten soul. We are the world's moral suicide.
"If you're not writing, you're not thinking, and if you're not thinking, you're dead." - Timothy Mann
We spit out Cobain, Curtis, Hutchence, and every other mute icon your shin jin rui immortalised. Your religions are based on dead people and their posthumous rantings. Your tiny world detests until it dies, only then do you see worth. See worth now. You are the victim. You don't count, you just exist. We want to count because we exist. We'll be there, walking down the streets, our backs held proud, our slogans tormenting you, our eyes dilated with truth and power. We might look like you, but you should know better.
"Education is an admirable thing, but nothing that is worth knowing can be taught." - Oscar Wilde
Under their collapsed useless wing, the epitaph carved into tupperware, you don't know anything, and your ignorance is dangerous.
"We'll draw our line in the sand and force the world to cross our line. Every cell in our body explodes with the truth. We will be kneeling in front of the Safeway, atop out-of-date textbooks whose pages we have chewed out. We'll be begging passers by to see the need to question and question and question and never stop questioning until the world stops spinning. We'll be adults who smash the tired, exhausted system. We'll crawl and chew and dig our way into a radical new world. We will change minds and souls from stone and plastic into linen and gold - that's what I believe. That's what I know." - Douglas Coupland
Sincerely
Carnage Candy
