
I have listened to this record a
lot – a ghastly, obscene amount – and it has never done anything but continue
to floor me. There’s this group of lines in the first song “Bloody Glass” that
go “String up/The Cowards/String up/The Thieves/Drown their children/In the
fountains/Write a book/To plague their memory.” The immediate takeaway from
these lines is an undeniable ode to the visceral, the vicious, and the violent.
But there’s a much more important distinction Total Control makes here, which
is a group of humans – let’s call it “us” – against a nameless other
institutionalized force represented by “cowards,” “thieves,” and “billionaires.”
This other isn’t necessarily a “you,” but the unsettling thing is that the
listener is required to look into his or herself just because it might be.
Give it a spin on the Iron Lung Records Bandcamp and then buy it. You're going to want it in your collection.
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