Monday, March 14, 2011

This post is for you, Shawn.

Way back in my second post ever, I mentioned a band by the name of Righteous Pigs.  I also included a youtube clip of one of their songs.  They are one of my all-time favorite bands, and rank equally high on my good buddy SO'B's list as well, so maybe this is just a moment of selfish indulgence, but I also like to make sure my loyal readers keep abreast of stuff that's awesome so maybe this is also me opening your minds up to some sick ass toxic grind from Las Vegas, made back when extreme music was really starting to blow up and leave it's mark on the metal genre.  You may have questions, and I might have answers...

Who are these "Righteous Pigs" of which you speak?  Righteous Pigs were formed in 1987 in Las Vegas, NV.  The original, and only lineup is:
Mitch Harris - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Joe Caper - Vocals
Alan Strong - Drums
Stephen Chatovich - Bass

What makes these guys so special?  Righteous Pigs is an extreme, hardcore punk/grindcore band.  Their lyrics cover a variety of subjects, from political commentary in songs like "TurmOil" and "Fly the Friendly Skies", to social issues in tracks like "Incarcerated", "Overdose" and "Flee the Jurisdiction", to songs about personal struggles such as "Stress Related", "Sickened by His Own Existance" and "Crack Under Pressure", random weird shit like "Hidden Zit" and even the age old subject of romance and the opposite sex with "Just Friends" and "Joint Effort."  Righteous Pigs isn't a band that pigeonholes itself in terms of a message or an agenda, they basically just talk about whatever they feel like talking about and do it to a soundtrack that makes you want to fly though the air with a joint in your mouth and one fist out like Superman, and slam one-fist-first into the slackened jaw of a mouth-breathing poser, blasting his jaw into bone fragments, sending his poser ass teeth flying like Yahtzee dice, smashing his pussified face into a purpley mess, knocking his big fat poser head into the big fat poser head of his poser friend next to him, which also causes the poser friend to get his teeth knocked out, double-Yahtzee, bust his nose all over his face, both posers shit their pants uncontrollably and urinate at the same time, they fall down like two wet burlap sacks full of donkey shit, then their poser bitches get hard nipples from the one-fisted Superman ass blasting you just gave their poser pussy-dude boyfriends and so they rip off their fucking Winger T-Shirts, revealing fat, slutty tits that have never been properly handled by a man who doesn't wear eyeliner around his butthole, and sweet, creamy slut milk sprays out of their titties all over your face, like a fountain of champagne after you just won the superbowl, world series and greatest double-Yahtzee poser shit-ruining off all time competitions all rolled into one.  Yeah, it's like that homeboy, recognize.

Ok, you've convinced me, let me hear these crazy fucks!  I thought you'd never ask.  Sorry for saying the F-word so much, Grandma...

"TurmOil"
Crisis among the people
Directed towards removal
Public is infuriated
Their rights have now been violated
Uproar
Rage
And fury
Survive
A violent
Frenzy
Thousands
Riot
In turmoil
Tired
Of being
Fuckin' loyal
Our army is overpowering
Bombardment is showering
Collision conquered triumph
Your laws are null and void

"Incontinent"
Middle aged man at 42
When you were younger
You snorted coke and freebased too
Didn't think what you were doing to your heart
Now it's over time to depart

You get high blood pressure
You're in your bed
Heart is weak soon you'll be dead
Your heart gives out it's such a strain
I'm glad you're dead and you felt fuckin' pain

Your wife wakes up and she is trippin'
Her ass and legs are drippin'
Piss shoots out there's no control
Shit oozes of your asshole
Urine comes of your fuckin' schlong
This is the real smell of death

You get high blood pressure
You're in your bed
Heart is weak soon you'll be dead
Your heart gives out it's such a strain
I'm glad you're dead and you felt fuckin' pain
Your wife wakes up and she is trippin'
Her ass and legs are drippin'
Piss shoots out there's no control
Shit oozes of your asshole
Urine comes of your fuckin' schlong
This is the real smell of death
"Fly the Friendly Skies"
Mangled and disfigured
Scorched and water soaked
Ruined, wrecked and ravished
Crumpled burnt and shattered 
Bent out of proportion
Crushed into contortion
Smashed and left in pieces
Nothing left intact

Casualty affects the human race
Air travel turns to a disgrace

Fly the friendly skies
Gruesome way to die
With the ground collide
Down the bodies come
Loss of our loved ones
Survivors there are none
On a hijacked plane
Dead if you complain
Bullet in your brain
30.000 feet
Thrown out with your seat
Soon the ground you greet

Casualty affects the human race
Air travel turns to a disgrace

Fly the friendly skies
Gruesome way to die
With the ground collide
Down the bodies come
Loss of our loved ones
Survivors there are none
Go through their wallets
We don't give a shit
Lets find the luggage...
"Overdose"
I'm the black fuckin' lord
And I am the king
The king of this castle
And this castle is this world

The whole fuckin' world
Is my playground
I can do as I wish
And do what I want

In a circular motion I walk
Laughing hysterically
Everyday I'm dying
With junk in my veins
Everybody says
I'm a penny waiting for change
Overdose...
"Hidden Zit"
Is it real I can't see yet
I know if I squeeze it I'm gonna regret
It if gets real big I'll be upset
It's gonna be huge wanna bet

I just tried to pop it, my nose turned red
I'll try again tomorrow to pop it instead
I just woke up and it's still here
I squeezed it again, my fuckin' eyes teared

I finally got it to come to a head
I squeezed and squeezed until it bleed
It fuckin' hurt bad, enough is said
My hidden zit's gone but my nose is still red

Hidden zit
Fuck that shit
Hidden zit
Fucked up shit

Hidden zit
Fuck that shit
Pop that shit
Hidden zit

I finally got it to come to a head
I squeezed and squeezed until it bleed
It fuckin' hurt bad, enough is said
My hidden zit's gone but my nose is still red

I finally got it to
come to a head
I squeezed and squeezed until it bleed
It fuckin' hurt bad, enough is said
My hidden zit's gone but my nose is still red
"Just Friends"
Feel as if I'm wasting my time
You tell me your problems but don't listen to mine
This happens to me all the time
Being just friends isn't worth a dime

This happens to me again and again
Unless we have sex, you know we can
You tell me you love me, but just as a brother
I'm sick of this shit, so why even bother

Why must a girl fuck with a guy's head
And make him feel like he'd rather be dead
You'll fill my head with lies and truth
And we're just friends because of you

Just friends such a waste
Just friends show my haste
Just friends this really sucks
Just friends why can't we fuck?

Just friends such a waste
Just friends show my haste
Just friends this really sucks
Just friends why can't we fuck?

Just friends such a waste

You think we'd be the best of friends
Because our friendship should never end
I've heard the same shit over and over
My pride was high, but now it's lower
"I Hope You Die In a Hotel Fire"
My abhoreence toward those people that I see around
The way they act, the way they think, make me feel
down
I hate these kind of people, they can rot in hell
Somehow, someway, I think they should be killed

These people get on my fuckin' nerves
They deserve to die
All they do is get in my fuckin' way
Then to them I love to say and pray

I hope you die in a hotel fire
I hope you die in a hotel fire
I hope you die in a hotel fire
I hope you die in a hotel fire

Cynical attitudes from boastful people
I hope you in a hotel fire
"Joint Effort"
We Spent enough time boozin´ her up
It´s time to dig into some muff

With one in her ass and one in her snatch
Let´s pray for AIDS that we don´t catch

Dual delivery
Two on one
Twice as good
Twice as fun

We´ll fuck your face
Our cum you taste
Swallow choke gag
Cunt bitch

So, there you go.  That's just a small sampling of one of the most ground-breaking grindcore/punk bands of their era.  Righteous Pigs only recorded two studio albums, "Live and Learn" and "Stress Related."  Both albums were combined onto one glorious CD when they were remastered for digital release.  Soon after the release of "Stress Related", guitarist Mitch Harris would collaborate with then-Napalm Death drummer Mick Harris (no relation), for a project band called Defecation.  The chemisty between the two musicians would lead Mitch to eventually leave Righteous Pigs and join Napalm Death, where he still plays today, even though Mick Harris has long since left the band to pursue other projects.  Righteous Pigs has reuinited over the years for rare and legendary reuinion shows, the last of which was in 2005, though rumors of another reunion show are always floating around like so many turds in a punchbowl.  I can only hope the rumors are true and Righteous Pigs blesses the world once again with another reunion show, because I will be there to Superman punch a poser in his fucking cock locker and soak in the hot breastmilk victory fountain afterwards, and Shawn will be there with me, like AC is down with OJ...

4 comments:

  1. Back when I still had XM radio in my truck, they had a call-in show on Liquid Metal (best radio station EVER). So, of course I requested some Pigs. The DJ said " never heard of em, bro." To which I replied "you have to get this album, now." A few weeks later I was driving to work and heard "Incarcerated". After the song the DJ came on and said "thanks Shawn for introducing me to the best old band I had never heard of." The Pigs were in his regular rotation after that. Then XM merged with Sirius and Liquid Metal went bye, bye. Fuckin corporate mergers ruin EVERYTHING!

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  2. They got rid of Liquid Metal? We had sirius when they merged and sirius' old metal channel - Hard Attack - became Liquid Metal. Did they finally get rid of the channel entirely? That would suck, it was one of the only channels I listened to after they got rid of the punk channel.

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  3. First they got rid of all the DJs (cool guy was the greatest DJ EVER!). Then they started playing a bunch of weak-ass shit. Then I believe they changed the name of the channel. Then someone stole my XM reciever.....

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  4. Lame. I remember right after the merger hoping that the music wouldn't get weak because Hard Attack was pretty good and I didn't know anything about Liquid Metal, but they seemed to play more extreme metal afterwards so I was happy, but then they started cutting all the DJ-driven stuff I liked and got rid of a couple channels I listened to a lot, so it got to where I was just listening for Howard Stern so we just cancelled.

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