Monday, October 04, 2004

Industrial Music

This I think is fairly on-topic, as there's a fair amount of music out there that incorporates technology in some severely hefty ways and also deals with monstrous themes. Given as I'm not one of those people who's like "I listen to bands that you haven't heard of, I'm more hardcore than you!" and I don't spend much time ferreting out obscure bands because I haven't the time, most of these bands are no doubt at least familiar to you.

There is certainly a lot of retarded music that has no point, but I think there is a strain in Industrial music over the last 20 years or so that deals with the question of technology and how it affects people's lives. Back in the late 1970s a band called Joy Division appeared, inspired by writers such as Kafka, the main thrust of their work was a political analysis of what it is that makes modern society so unique and confusing, including technology, propaganda, communications technology, the post-industrial revolution social system, and so on.

Skinny Puppy seems to have a similar message (they were one of Canada's hugest acts in the 1980s) though they're a lot more cryptic and bizarre.

The most popular vender of this type of music is obviously Nine Inch Nails. They have one song called "The Becoming" (I'll post the lyrics) that seems to deal with a person entering into a machine-like detachment to avoid those pesky emotions, quite a bit like Spider Rose actually.

And closer to home The Tea Party, back when they were half-decent, wrote the album Transmission which they described as "The question of what becomes of the soul in the face of technology."

2 Comments:

Blogger Meshon said...

I found this essay which makes the interesting point that Skinny Puppy, the Nettwerk record lable and William Gibson all kind of emerged out of Vancouver around the same time.

Skinny Puppy had a lot of techno-alienation going on. I specifically remember a line from First Aid, where a twisted voice screams "a life that cannot be!" that makes me think of Frankenstein. Definitely cryptic and bizarre. Their stage show melded organic and mechanical with explosive, bloody results. The lead singer (or whatever he does) is called Nivek Ogre, certainly a monstrous figure (see pictures here). Industrial music often gets associated with technology, alienation, violence and fascism (or anti-fascism). An in-your-face reaction to the ills of "modern times."

-Skinny Puppy is currently on tour, though I heard a rumour that they vowed never to play in Saskatoon again after Fish got onstage at the Broadway and beat up Ogre.
-KMFDM is also out and about with their "20 Years of Conceptual Continuity" tour, though I think they are already on to Eastern Canada.
-I saw The Ministry on Sunday and really dug the Matrix-inspired fashions that I saw. Cool boots.
-And Gwar is coming, Nov. 21 at the Roxy.

7:38 PM  
Blogger Allison Muri said...

Then there's Marilyn Manson (or "Man5on," as it's on the cover): Mechanical Animals, from a few years ago:


Posthuman

she's got eyes like zapruder
and a mouth like heroin
she wants me to be
perfect like Kennedy
this isn't God, this isn't God
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
say,
"Show me the dead stars,
all of them sing."
this is a riot
religious and clean

God is a number you cannot count to
you are posthuman and hardwired

she's pilgrim and pagan
softworn and so-cial
in all of her dreams
she's a saint like Jackie-O

this isn't God, this isn't God
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
say,
"Show me the dead stars,
all of them sing."
this is a riot
religious and clean

coma white:
"all that glitter is cold, all that glitters is cold"



Mechanical Animals

we were neurophobic
and perfect
the day that we lost our souls
maybe we weren't so human
if we cry we will rust
and I was a hand grenade
that never stopped exploding
you were automatic and
as hollow as the 'o' in God

I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
but they'll never be good to you
or bad to you
they'll never be anything
anything at all

you were my mechanical bride
you were phenobarbidoll
a manniqueen of depression
with the face of a dead star
and I was a hand grenade
that never stopped exploding
you were automatic and
as hollow as the 'o' in God

I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
but they'll never be good to you
or bad to you
they'll never be anything
anything at all

this isn't me I'm not mechanical
I'm just a boy
playing the suicide king

4:09 PM  

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