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No dewy-eyed reminiscence about the music of my high-school years would be complete without mentioning Crass.
Like some people remember particular sporting events, or romantic dates, I remember good trips to the record store. I can’t remember much about my life, but the memory of the day I bought Black Flag’s Damaged, The Circle Jerks’ Group Sex, and Crass’s Christ – The Album is startlingly vivid.
Anarchists, feminists, vegetarians, artists, and a band that actually did what they said. So many childhood heroes seem to fall to pieces — the members of Crass are still living the kind of life they espoused. I won’t wax on in more detail, but you can read a nice piece about them at allmusic.
The music might sound like nothing new or special today, but can you imagine what this sounded like in 1979?
Crass – System/Big Man, Big M.A.N. from Stations Of The Crass
(lyrics are available online if you want help deciphering, but they are decidedly unsafe for work and wee ones)
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Loved the Crass. Wish them luck. These days we have to forget “No WAR” – we have to fight for our freedoms – to prevent the Taleban hanging the CRASS.