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He knew he was guna get it badwhen his dad bailed him outa jaillead him from the station by a handful of his hairSaid "I dont know what to do with ya boy,I just dont understand, what the hell makes you act like this?"And lookin back this lost punk said, he said"i found it dad,i found the meaning of life...Your only born so you can die!"so you can die [x3]She was showered in moneyshe was showered in jewelsbut her dad beat on her every day and nightand there was nothing she could doshe cut her wrists at 17everyone wondered whyshe had it all she was rich and prettybut alone each night she'd cryshe found it nowshe found the meaning of lifeyour only born so you can dieso you can die [x3]yeahyou find it nowyou find the meaning of lifeyour only born so you can dieyou find it nowyou find the meaning of lifeyour only born so you can dieso you can die [x3]

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Friday, June 18, 2010

No Knife-Drunk On The Moon

Artist: No Knife
Album: Drunk On The Moon
Release: 1995
Label: Goldenrod

Tracklist:

1. Be Mini
2. Ginger Vitus
3. Habits
4. Punch 'n' Judy
5. At The Heart Of The Terminal
6. Kiss Your Killer
7. Ephedrine
8. Small Of My Back
9. ...If I Could Float...
10. Titanic
11. Daniels

In the 90's, a friend of mine used to volunteer at a community college radio station. It didn't broadcast, except into the school cafeteria, but he got to chill and be part of the staff, ordering records and talking to labels. The dude got a stipend to work there one semester, and for some reason, the station manager, who happened to be a techno DJ, hated him, gave him bad reviews, and dude got fired, even though he knew he was requesting techno CDs from labels for the sole purpose of taking them home to use them in his DJ sets. So my bro did what anyone in their youth would do: take revenge. dude backed his mom's SUV, and took almost the entire punk/hardcore/indie vinyl collection, and most of the CDs.

Which is where dude got a promo copy of Drunk On The Moon by San Diego band No Knife. After getting pummeled by Vempire or Dark Faerytales in Phallustein and brought back down by Tigermilk, he sat in Montgomery County traffic and let No Knife wash over me so much emo/alt goodness. It was a sound so comfortable yet surprising at the same time. It's as though the push and pull of the era was focused into taut equilibrium; the angular-isms were relaxingly smoothed out. Not to say that it was a complete pop-ification of the genre (not unlike going from Nothing Feels Good to Very Emergency)- we have drummer Ike Zaremba and producer Mark Trombino to hold down the fort, giving No Knife the post-hardcore, later-era Jawbox, Drive Like Jehu-style edge that made them (on their first two albums) one of the best, yet underrated, post-hardcore/emo/alt bands of the 90's.

I found it hard to find Drunk On The Moon on the internet, so here you go, ripped from my personal CD copy that my friebd got in 1996. You should definitely also download Hit Man Dreams.
http://www.mediafire.com/?nugrhmoknxm

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