I know I owe you a lot. You gave me birth, you fed me, you grew me up. You even loved me. You threw me out into a world where you were forced to leave me somewhere me each day to run off to your job. You took me to school, and since you weren’t around, you sent me to a bunch of tutors instead, planting seeds of anxiety around my uncertain future. Since my future was so uncertain, since you’ve made this planet such a dangerous place to exist, why did you bring me to this world, then? What exactly is my life? Two hours of television and video games a day? I want to know the world, to open my wings and fly, see everything in a just a brief moment. I want to go out and meet others, to play and have fun, to feel happy and not care whether tomorrow I’ll go to school without my homework done. I want to dream of a world where no one will be looking for a place to park me, where people won’t always have to work, where it won’t feel dangerous to meet others, where future won’t frighten me, where there’ll be no masters nor slaves. I’ve seen your misery but I haven’t gotten used to it. I won’t bow my head just because you did. I don’t want to be the slave or the boss of anyone. I’m not afraid of these watchdogs in uniform that you’re so scared of. You see order and security in them. I know that order is hypocrisy, and as for public safety, they themselves are the biggest danger. They’re symbols of power. Of your own, the teachers’, and the politicians’. You are the ones who learned how to live like this, not me. I am angry and dangerous and we are many, we are everywhere. We’ll rise up, massive destruction will be the result. I love you. In my own way, I do love you. But I have to build my own world in order to live freely, and for that I must destroy yours. It’s the most important thing for me. In your words: this is my job.
It could be deeper than that and more like the patriarchal ideal of the father, which extends beyond the ideal of the nuclear family and is more pervasive as a societal element
Its symbolic, kill the patriarch. Like the kurds have a political book saying "how to kill the dominant man" they dont actually mean "to kill" but to transform
if you listen to the version on their bandcamp, it has a little spoken section at the start that makes the understanding of it as a "fuck the patriarchy" a little clearer
Oh the great algorithm of UA-cam was good to me today! What is this beautiful punk magic!!
Welcome to Punk with a Camera!
There are a bunch of goodies here.
Same. Mine is six days slow but it's hard to be disappointed at all while listening to this
I might be in love with the violinist. Her version of St. James Infirmary was extraordinary.
I know I owe you a lot. You gave me birth, you fed me, you grew me up. You even loved me.
You threw me out into a world where you were forced to leave me somewhere me each day to run off to your job. You took me to school, and since you weren’t around, you sent me to a bunch of tutors instead, planting seeds of anxiety around my uncertain future. Since my future was so uncertain, since you’ve made this planet such a dangerous place to exist, why did you bring me to this world, then? What exactly is my life? Two hours of television and video games a day?
I want to know the world, to open my wings and fly, see everything in a just a brief moment. I want to go out and meet others, to play and have fun, to feel happy and not care whether tomorrow I’ll go to school without my homework done. I want to dream of a world where no one will be looking for a place to park me, where people won’t always have to work, where it won’t feel dangerous to meet others, where future won’t frighten me, where there’ll be no masters nor slaves.
I’ve seen your misery but I haven’t gotten used to it. I won’t bow my head just because you did. I don’t want to be the slave or the boss of anyone. I’m not afraid of these watchdogs in uniform that you’re so scared of. You see order and security in them. I know that order is hypocrisy, and as for public safety, they themselves are the biggest danger.
They’re symbols of power. Of your own, the teachers’, and the politicians’. You are the ones who learned how to live like this, not me. I am angry and dangerous and we are many, we are everywhere. We’ll rise up, massive destruction will be the result.
I love you. In my own way, I do love you. But I have to build my own world in order to live freely, and for that I must destroy yours. It’s the most important thing for me. In your words: this is my job.
aaa hell yes, even better than the spotify version
This is really good! ❤
Great talent and unique song. I would like to hear some bass plucked and drums in this song.
I love this EP. Thank you Sharp Knives 😍
Yesssss this is the one I've been waiting for!!!!!!!!
Fantastic!
Awesome
up the lisbon punx!!!
Bydd Sharp Knives yn canu yng Ngaerdydd mis Gorffenhaf 2024.
Ffaelu aros.
i love uu
Crass-pen 15 envy
😎
Green bush?
Wouldn't mind a cajon on there for drums
😮who's this?
Love the razor sharp knives cutting my ears
I know nobody cares, but I fucking love it.
I love Lili, but shhhhhh it's a secret
Have you all had a bath today?
I like the music, but I'm not to big on the kill the father part. I hope you are talking about organized religion and not your father.
It could be deeper than that and more like the patriarchal ideal of the father, which extends beyond the ideal of the nuclear family and is more pervasive as a societal element
Its symbolic, kill the patriarch.
Like the kurds have a political book saying "how to kill the dominant man" they dont actually mean "to kill" but to transform
if you listen to the version on their bandcamp, it has a little spoken section at the start that makes the understanding of it as a "fuck the patriarchy" a little clearer