Le groupe de punk américain Jacob the horse nous propose « Bad New Religion » extrait de leur prochain album At Least It’s Almost Over qui sort le 20 mars prochain et ça envoie du bois.
« Bad New Religion » : quand Jacob the Horse remet le punk contestataire au cœur du combat politique
Dans la plus pure tradition punk contestataire et anti fasciste, « Bad New Religion » nous appelle à nous battre contre Trump et sa clique avec de l’énergie et des riffs qui claquent. Le morceau appelle à se tenir debout face aux exactions de la police fédérale de l’immigration américaine (ICE), de la violence du régime trumpiste, de la vente d’armes. Il faut faire plus que publier sur les réseaux sociaux ou hurler dans son oreiller pour lutter contre cette violence, il faut se lever ensemble. Pas plus, pas moins.
Alors moi je ne peux pas faire grand chose de Niort, mais je ne peux que vous inviter à l’écouter très fort.
BAD NEW RELIGION
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Hang a nazi from a tree
If he hollers, let him bleed
Let me see your fucking teeth
Now I thought we raised you better than this.
You oughta know that every death you wish, upon you is revisited
Now don’t you know the devil exists
Not from scripture or myth but the guy fucking with trans kids.
Soon there will be
blood and fire and panic in the streets
The sin of false idolatry
This is an endorsement of violence
The people in charge are fascists and eugenicists
They’re angry that you even exist
And as long as they live we’ll never see then end of this
We can’t post our way out of this one
The most responsible thing you can do is buy a gun
It’s delusional to think that anyone can save us in a way that won’t involve a city burning down
So pray
Deny defend delay
Just prey
Deny defend disobey
Soon there will be
blood and fire and panic in the streets
The sin of false idolatry
Disease
A plague the modern world has never seen
Salvation out of tragedy
They murdered the wrong Kennedy.
Soon we will be
bloody and burned and panicked in the streets
The heads of all our enemies
Set free
Black blood from poisoned hearts runs to the sea
All they once believed
Show me your fangs
She me you mean it, you believe it, that you can
Bash in their fucking knees
Soon there will be
blood and fire and panic in the streets
Salvation out of tragedy
The sin of false idolatry
They murdered the wrong Kennedy
The heads of all our enemies
Set free.
