SaberTooth Tiger – Extinction is Inevitable

Songs:

1. Death Valley
2. Pyramid
3. Indiegestion
4. Love Money
5. Elephant Army
6. Black Magic Market
7. Argentina
8. Get a Gun
9. The Sixties
10. This Strange Store
11. Taking Pills

On this Record:

Guitar, vocals: Aaron Farley
Bass, vocals: Chris Burnett
Drums: Jon Theodore, Erin Garcia, Dave Ferrara

Jon Theodore recorded on Death Valley, Love Money, Argentina, and The Sixties. Dave Ferrara recorded on Elephant Army and Erin Garcia recorded on the rest. The factory sounds on Argentina were recorded at the IMPA aluminum factory in Argentina on January 7, 2005, by Aura Bogado.

Recordings:

Produced by Sabertooth Tiger. All songs written by Sabertooth Tiger. All songs mixed and mastered by Alex Newport.

-Hot Head Recordings: Death Valley, Love Money, Argentina, The Sixties. Engineered by Alex Newport.
-Pulse Recordings: Pyramid, Black Magic Market (Engineered by Ryan Williams). Elephant Army (Recorded by Jeff Phillips and Marcus Samperio)
-Wet and Dry Studio: Indiegestion, Taking Pills, This Strange Store, Get a Gun. Engineered by Frances Miranda.

Videos:

Argentina: Produced and directed by Michael Grodner. Co-produced by Terry Martin. Director of Photography: Alice Gu. Gaffer: Chris Ahern. AC: Keith Hamm. Editor: Scott Evans. Production Coordinator: Marieke Fairhle. Production Assistant: Luis Estrada. Footage from "The Take" provided by Avi Lewis and Naomi Klein.

Love Money: Made by Marco Vera.

Artwork: Sonny Kay

Thanks:

Erin Garcia, Jon Theodore, Jeff Phillips, Alex Newport, Zack de la Rocha, Ryan Williams, Frances Miranda, Blacklevel Embassy, Sonny Kay, Marcus Samperio, Paul Figueroa, Kris Byerly, Jay Diola, Deathcamp, Wires on Fire, James and Lewis and Dirty Little Secret, Infauxtech, Pulse Recordings, Michael Grodner, Marco Vera, Avi Lewis, Steven Starr, Aura Bogado, Michelle, AK Press, Lisa Sousa, Sunny Angulo, Nick Konenelos, Greg Evanski, Bluebird, Patrick Burke.

info@sabertoothtiger.net
www.sabertoothtiger.net

C&P SaberTooth Tiger


"A few years ago, one of the great figures of contemporary biology, Ernst Mayr, published some reflections on the likelihood of success in the search for extraterrestrial intelligence. He considered the prospects very low. His reasoning had to do with the adaptive value of what we call "higher intelligence," meaning the particular human form of intellectual organization. Mayr estimated the number of species since the origin of life at about fifty billion, only one of which "achieved the kind of intelligence needed to establish a civilization." It did so very recently, perhaps 100,000 years ago. It is generally assumed that only one small breeding group survived, of which we are all descendents.

Mayr speculated that the human form of intellectual organization may not be favored by selection. The history of life on Earth, he wrote, refutes the claim that "it is better to be smart than to be stupid," at least judging by biological success: beetles and bacteria, for example, are vastly more successful than humans in terms of survival. He also made the rather somber observation that "the average life expectancy of a species is about 100,000 years."

We are entering a period of human history that may provide an answer to the question of whether it is better to be smart than stupid. The most hopeful prospect is that the question will not be answered:

if it receives a definitive answer, that answer can only be humans were a kind of "biological error," using their allotted 100,000 years to destroy themselves and, in the process, much else.

The species has surely developed the capacity to do just that, and a hypothetical extraterrestrial observer might well conclude that humans have demonstrated the capacity throughout their history, dramatically in the past few hundred years, with an assault on the environment that sustains life, on the diversity of more complex organisms, and with cold and calculated savagery, on each other as well."

-Noam Chomsky, Hegemony or Survival, America's Quest for Global Dominance



The idea that one out of fifty billion species could achieve "the kind of intelligence needed to establish a civilization," and could simultaneously act in ways that might contribute to it's own extinction is not only ironic, but tragic; especially for those other species we take down with us. It is no secret that the decisions that could contribute to our more immediate extinction, especially in regards to global warming and nuclear war, combined with capital's insatiable appetite for resources, are attributable to a small class of people, whose interest lie in protecting their own power and accumulating obscene amounts of wealth. It is also no secret that, in the past, a majority of people, living under the "yoke of tyranny," managed to achieve significant victories over vast systems of power, and in many cases, overthrow them for something a little better.

It is not an exaggeration to say that we are again at a turning point in history, that unless we all act against corrupt and destructive systems of concentrated power (i.e. governments, corporations, and any private unaccountable tyrannies), we may very well face the prospect of extinction sooner rather than later. In other words, the forces that are driving us in such a dark and ominous direction can be named. It isn't just "humans," but rather those CEOs, presidents, corporations, and their partner governments that are directly engaged in economic warfare and the belligerent use of force to preserve their power and privilege, while simultaneously destroying the environment on which all life depends. We need to hold them accountable.

Extinction is inevitable, but the question is when: sooner or later? Anyone who has bothered to open their eyes and take note of the effects of rampant global capitalism and state sponsored terrorism in the last 50 years will know very well how it has adversely affected the majority of the worlds population (racism, poverty, starvation, war, disease, alienation). The high possibility of environmental collapse, nuclear annihilation, and permanent war are real. And ironically, we live in a society that praises narcissism, individualism, greed, and selfishness, all of which are promoted as accoutrements of consumption. To answer the question of sooner or later depends on all of us. That answer will only be later if we manage to make the extinction of empire inevitable.

-SaberTooth Tiger


When at work, steal time (and check out these sites!):

www.indymedia.org
www.thetake.org
www.akpress.org
www.ecobridge.org
www.greenaction.org
www.economichitman.com
www.empirenotes.org
www.warresisters.org
www.earthfirst.org
www.clamormagazine.org
www.homesnotjails.org
www.stj911.org
www.journalof911studies.com
www.radio4all.net
www.criticalmassradio.net
www.zmag.org/chomsky
www.counterpunch.org
www.zmag.org
www.commongroundrelief.org
www.foodnotbombs.net
www.consensus.net
www.ainfos.ca
www.radio.indymedia.org
www.killradio.org
www.gtfuradio.com
www.infoshop.org
www.crimethinc.com
www.social-ecology.org
www.iww.org



1. Death Valley

Got your drug
Got your car
Got your wishes
Gone this far
Got your home
Got your gas
Got your teeth
Got your cash

I've got no credit
Can't get credit for anything
I've just spent it
I can't get credit for anything

Got your drug
Got your car
Got your wishes
Gone this far
Got your home
Got your gas
Got your teeth
Got your cash

I've sold my sentence
Can't get credit for anything
I am indebted
Can't get credit for anything

Sitting on the train to the valley of debt
No return ticket, money's already spent
Head to the grave of money misspent
Standing on this chair in the noose again

We've got the answers to all of your dreams
We've got solutions to all of your needs
We've got your life when you sign on the line
We've got your number when you run out of time

Got no credit for the statements I've made

Sitting on this train to the valley of debt
No return ticket, money's already spent
Head to the grave of my money misspent
Standing on this chair in the noose again

Got no credit
Can't get credit for anything
Cuz I've just spent it
Can't get credit for anything

Got your drug
Got your car
Got your wishes
Gone this far
Got your home
Got your gas
Got your teeth
Got your cash

2. Pyramid

Notice everyone's eyes in doubt
Houses everywhere, phone lines everywhere

Traffic sits around on troubled routes
Pull up history, silent mutiny

Searching north to south
These horizons are not horizons

Notice everyone's eyes in doubt
This is piracy, speaking privately

Oh my dog I think I see the light
It's a prison, yeah it's time to fight

Oh my dog, I think I smell the lies
I'm so sick of the hard sell ties

Oh my dog, I think I need some help
I can't do this by myself

Oh my dog, I think our time is right
Being a slave is not a life

I cannot believe these things that you believe for everything and
Walking out and talking to the people that aren't spoken to and
Spoken for and all about not working for the working out and
Taken to the overtime and walking out on every line and

Walking out of line
Telling every lie
Walking out of line
Speak in underlines

This corner talks
You're life fades away
Quiet place next to traffic
Stuck here is a life sentence

Another zombie
Eight hour waste away

It burns across the street
It's another piracy
It burns it burns it burns it burns
It's another piracy
It burns it burns it burns it burns
It's another piracy
It burns it burns it burns it burns
It's another piracy
It burns it burns it burns it burns
It's another piracy

3. Indie-gestion

There is disease, inside this sheep's clothing
Your hands are soft and clean, while your knife is busy stabbing

I feel so overjoyed
A Pistol has a slot
This keeps you all employed
Rotten to the core
This is no solution
Shut the pirates down
Don't sell me revolution
We stole the 'indie' sound

These suits that have your backs
Are stabbing pitchforks in
They're stabbing pitchforks in

I'm an indie man
And I've got indie plans
I've got indie cars
And we've got indie scarves
I want another station
Without indie hesitation
I want another angle
To sell commercial time
I want another kid
To buy our indie line
I think I'm gettin sick
I'm full of indie shit
I think I'm gonna puke
On my shiny suit

This tastes like arsenic, inside these sugar pills
Your blood covered hands, are under gloves to pay the bills

I feel so overjoyed
A Pistol has a slot
This keeps you all employed
Rotten to the core
This is no solution
Shut the pirates down
Don't sell me revolution
We bought the 'indie' sound

4. Love Money

Gave you my PIN and you paid me off
Be back tomorrow cause I'm in love
Ohh yeah, smells so sweet
My loves returned cause I've got a receipt
Fell in love with an ATM
Got addicted to the love again
Love whoever hands it over

Love money black heart of gold
Love money, love money, I'm sold

Love money's got a hold on me
Just wanna buy everything
Give thanks, on my hands and knees
Buying up my apologies

Love money in fields of green
Love money is my field of dreams
Gotta say it's taking over

Love money black heart of gold
Love money, love money, I'm sold

5. Elephant Army

Say don't you see the fun
Advertised for everyone
Yeah, it's fun for everyone

Yeah, in the sand and in the sun
Get your fill before we're done
But we never will be done

Free flight, free suit
New gear, new boots
Just shoot back when they stare at you

Come on, jump in
It's your turn to win
You'll never heal this pain again

Do you remember sayin,
Give the kids a thousand guns?
Do you remember screamin,
Lies you told to everyone?
This is not the first time,
In the sand and in the sun
This won't be the last time,
For regrets of what's been done
<br>Sister sister,
I never knew it was this way
Brother brother,
I've seen the doctor twice today
Mother may I,
Kill another one today
Father father,
I can't wash my sins away

You don't want me in your army
Taken for granted, once again
Thrown away and replaced again
You don't want me in your army

There's another chance that,
A chance I'll have to take
Did you want to know,
Took my life a thousand times
So you thought you had,
The safety of a thousand lies
Think it's time you know,
This one has changed his mind

On my feet again
Got my gun again
Turned my sights around
Here's to sweet revenge




6. Black magic market

What's new in your head this year?
Take it back, give it back
What's new on the shelf this year?
Buy my soul, sell some fear
What's new in your head this year?
Take it back, give it back

So you forgot me at the bank again…..
and you put me in front of tanks again
You forgot me at the bank, un-parented
now you put me in front of tanks, I'm here again

What's new in your head this year?
Take it back, give it back
What's new on the shelf this year?
Buy my soul, sell some fear

Got stakes in stocks and bonds, don't let the funds pass you up
learn to work not working to learn
torn up worn out pages are being used as barbwire cages
school buses sending home to work

Advertise this in the schools
Start 'em at the morning bell
Oh they really learn so well,
The young ones are an easy sell

Advertise this in the schools
WAR!!
WAR!!

Oh they really learn so well,
The young ones are an easy sell
WAR!!

7. Argentina

I'm a worker with dignity
Read a story about property
From my home in Los Feliz
Read a story on my computer screen

About the factories that were taken back
From the bosses that turned their backs
On the people that made them rich
On the people that fought to live

Read a story that blew my mind
An idea whose time has come
Saw the pictures of an angry crowd
Heard the noise of a new sound

Argentina, you told the bosses that we don't need ya
Argentina, you've got the right idea

There's a question I have to ask
About the time of our next collapse
Do you think we'll ever be free?
Without a say in this shopping tree?

I'm a worker with dignity
Read a story about property
From my home in Los Feliz
Read a story on my computer screen

About the factories that were taken back
From the bosses that turned their backs
On the people that made them rich
On the people that fought to live

Read a story that blew my mind
An idea whose time has come
Saw the pictures of an angry crowd
Heard the noise of a new sound

Argentina, you told the bosses that we don't need ya
Argentina, you've got the right idea
Argentina, you told the bosses that we don't need ya
Argentina, you took back what couldn't be seen
Argentina, that's the message that I've been told
Argentina, that's the message that won't be sold
Argentina, you've got the right idea
Argentina, you've got the right idea

8. Get a Gun

These lights blood-let the sun
False diamonds worry hounding sons
Sick vultures trail the founding one
All the forgotten ones, Get a gun, get a gun

Just rework everything you're told
But still remember everything
When you are digging pits and
Mining every pore to fill with parts
Just don't say anything

Please rework everything I'm told
Kept clear from all the sharpened knives
Don't think that every time,
I had the noose tied around my neck
That I wasn't really feeling fine

These lights blood-let the sun
False diamonds worry hounding sons
Sick vultures trail the founding one
All the forgotten ones, Get a gun, get a gun

Rethink everything, when it's old
This thought of common systems, has been sold
Stick 'em in the chamber, lined with gold
Now they're sick and dying, in the hospital

Take the hands from clocks away
Reading them is wasting days
We are here to complicate
Blind to our associates

Take the hands from clocks away
Reading them is wasting days
We are here to complicate
Blind to our associates
We are here to complicate
Blind to our associates

9. The Sixties

How did we let this happen
After the 60's revolution
Became a sound bite on television
Conscious decisions, at the stations

Eating up the information
That you're buying on television
Watching clips of revolution
Between commercials for your favorite stations

Why do we wait now
Seems like the time is right
Why so sedate now
Don't put up a fight
Owners of nothing, consuming everything
Know how the future works
Or your stuck with purchasing

You're held down, lets fight now
You're held down, lets fight now
You're held down, lets fight now
You're held down, lets fight now

10. This strange store

Red stripe, white stripe
I'm a sucker that got bought
Red stripe, white stripe
You're a liar that didn't get caught
Red stripe, white stripe
I'm a winner at the back of the line
Red stripe white stripe
You're so smug distorting minds

Lost in a blur of stars
Billboards lie to the sea of cars
Shallow thoughts are in my head
So damn numb, the walking dead

Convince the poor to fight these wars
Not really knowing what it's for
Little remains of that restless dream
Forget, as I wake up screaming

Red stripe, white stripe
I'm a sucker that got bought
Red stripe, white stripe
You're a liar that didn't get caught
Red stripe, white stripe
I'm a winner at the back of the line
Red stripe, white stripe
You're so smug distorting minds

I'm not listening, no respect for the lapdog bore
I'm not watching, steal my mind from this strange store
I'm not listening, no respect for the lapdog bore
I'm not watching, steal my mind from this strange store

Lost in a sea of blue
The lies are real but nothing's true
Shallow thoughts are in my head
So damn numb the walking dead

Convince the poor to fight these wars
Not really knowing what it's for
Little remains of that restless dream
Forget, as I wake up screaming

I'm not listening, no respect for the lapdog bore
I'm not watching, steal my mind from this strange store
I'm free from this nightmare, yeah I'm free
I'm free from this dream, yeah I'm free
I'm free from this nightmare, yeah I'm free
Yeah I'm free from this nightmare, yeah I'm free

11. Taking Pills

Taking pills, just to wait in line
Reserve a place in the master mind
The antidote is doing time
Decapitations… showing spines

Thirteen lines, heaven sent
All these lies, will never end

These walls are slick and wet up sides
There's no way out
Rung-less ladder out of site
Never getting out
All simple information secret lies that you believe in
Down in the basement there's a common statement
Of never getting out

This wasn't covered, in my younger days
Always trusted sober ways
These lies, they never end
Fists fly, through the second wind

These walls are slick and wet up sides
There's no way out
Rung-less ladder out of site
Never getting out
All simple information secret lies that you
Believe in
Down in the basement there's a common statement
Of never getting out

These lies, they never end
Fists fly, through the second wind
Thirteen lines, heaven sent
All these lies, will never end

These walls are slick and wet up sides
There's no way out
Rung-less ladder out of site
Never getting out
All simple information secret lies that you
Believe in
Down in the basement there's a common statement
Of never getting out

There's pieces everywhere, there's pieces everywhere
Thirteen lines, heaven sent
All these lies, will never end
There's pieces everywhere, there's pieces everywhere

http://www.chomsky.info/interviews/19970303.htm

QUESTION: At this point, what do you see as the greatest threat to democracy?

CHOMSKY: The greatest threat to democracy right now is the transfer of decision making into the hands of unaccountable private power. It's done by a lot of ways, but one of them is what they call "minimizing the state." This is kind of paradoxical for me. I'm an old-time anarchist from way back. I don't think the federal government is a legitimate institution. I think it ought to be dismantled, in principle; just as I don't think there ought to be cages -- I don't think people ought to live in cages. On the other hand, if I'm in a cage and there's a saber tooth tiger outside, I'd be happy to keep the bars of the cage in place -- even though I think the cage is illegitimate. I think that image is not inappropriate. There are plenty of good arguments, in my opinion, against centralized government authority. On the other hand, there's a much worse danger right outside. The centralized government authority is at least to some extent under popular influence, and in principle at least under popular control. The unaccountable private power outside is under no public control. What they call minimizing the state -- transferring the decision making to unaccountable private interests -- is not helpful to human beings or to democracy or, for that matter, to the markets. In this time when we are told there is "a triumph of the market," the markets are threatened themselves, aren't they? What's developing is a kind of corporate mercantilism with huge centralized, more or less command economies, integrated with one another, closely tied to state power -- relying very heavily on state power, in fact -- and enforcing social policies and a conception of social and political order that happen to be highly beneficial to the interests of the top sectors of the population, the richest sectors.

New Scheme ..15



The annoying, but undeniable line between "political" punk bands, and other punk bands has always been there. It's not that every punk band needs to be handing out animal rights brochures at their shows, but the fact that the term "political punk band" even needs to be uttered is problematic for me. I hesitate to use the term at all, but I guess these days it's sort of inevitable and I'm going to have to lob it at Sabertooth Tiger. Their songs, and both videos that are included on the enhanced portion take on pretty well worn topics like poverty and governmental and corporate apathy toward human rights. But they do it in a more thorough and thoughtful way than usual, and more than backup their biting lyrics with more brains than you'll usually see from similar punk bands

The band hails from Los Angeles and have put together an intense and impressive debut full length overall. They are a power trio made up of well-known photographer Aaron Farley on guitar, Chris Burnett on bass and drummer Dave Ferrara. Ferrara hadn't joined the band when they recorded this, so ex-Mars Volta drummer Jon Theodore played on four songs and Erin Garcia (Brother Reade) did the rest. [correction: Ferrara plays on Elephant Army]

The band's sound is hard not to trace just South of the band's actual home, with San Diego bands like Drive Like Jehu or even Swing Kids getting stylistic nods here. There is also a little more straight ahead hardcore feeling here, despite slower tempos on a number of songs. This doesn't need frantic tempos to maintain intensity, with well-written breakdowns and choppy rhythms that keep things moving throughout the record. The combination of angular post-punk and angry, almost cut time hardcore (think Tragedy) isnt' exactly groundbreaking. But it's done really well, with tightly constructed songs and perfect production from Alex Newport (who hasn't done something so good in a while). Sabertooth Tiger isn't reinventing the wheel on any of the eleven songs on their first proper full length. But they're also taking something well established and getting a lot more mileage out of it than any similar new bands. This is a powerful, clearly defined and infinitely pissed record. But it also has enough brains, musically and lyrically, to have a lot of staying power as well. I tend to be a fan of most of what GSL puts out, and this is still one of the best records they've done in some time. If you ever believed in real power of punk rock, this will be a refreshing reminder to you of exactly why.




Lost At Sea by Jeff Zanger.


When Rage Against The Machine broke up - even though they hadn't been all that potent in their latter years - there was left a void of political voice in the arena of heavy rock. Given the current global cultural/political/economic landscape, this would be the perfect time for Zack de la Rocha and company to re-emerge. Although such a scenario seems unlikely, there does exist a reason for politi-punks and mosh pit militants to get excited, as a new voice may be emerging to fill the void left in the wake of The Battle of Los Angeles.

It's a bit premature to claim that any newly discovered band is going to match the status or effect that RATM once fulfilled, but it is obvious that Sabertooth Tiger is a band with similar influences and mounting potential. The band is comprised of Aaron Farley on vocals/guitar, Chris Burnett on vocals/bass, and currently one of three drummers - Jon Theodore (of The Mars Volta), Dave Ferrara (Original Sins), and Erin Garcia (Brother Reade) all recorded drum tracks on the album. Word is the band started in 2002 and since then has been gathering an audience while playing out in LA. Extinction is Inevitable is their first crack at something material and long playing.

A quick tour of some online music review sites unearths little about the band, if anything at all - in fact frontman Farley is best known as a photographer with work spread around online indie photo galleries. Bottom line is that this album and band are sleeper picks. Even though they don't say it in their press bio (which is a good idea), their sound is heavy and angular, like early At The Drive In, they have the grungey soot of indie post-hardcore, preach like Zach de la Rocha, and still have full appreciation for the punk rock aesthetic.

From the beginning of the first track, "Death Valley," it is readily apparent where Sabertooth Tiger is headed. The guitar and bass lines are discordant, dropped tuning and forcefully energetic, similar to post-hardcore underground band Gainer (of Ground Rule Double infamy). The drums are just as aggressive with deft cymbal-snare punctuations followed by an off-to-the-races beeline into a punk rock, hyper-tempo drum beat. One of the more defining characteristics is the timbre of the vocalists - there is a confident command, a higher pitch, and the distinct filter of reverb that works its echoing magic just like whenever you've heard Jon Spencer sing.

Many bands have had equally impressive lead-ins to their albums, but few of them are able keep a consistent level of energy and creativity for any duration. Sabertooth Tiger, on the other hand, comes correct, the album running deep enough as to make choosing a cut for a mix tape anything but easy. Extinction is Inevitable isn't all killer, but the standouts include songs ..1 ("Death Valley"), ..4 ("Love Money"), ..7 ("Argentina") and ..8 ("Get A Gun"). All of them are high points of political dissemination and hardcore musicality.

Some of the lyrics - but again, not all - are just as heavy as the music. In "Elephant Army" the words are especially biting when referring to American propaganda towards involvement in Middle Eastern war: "Say don't you see the fun/ Advertised for everyone/ Yeah, it's fun for everyone/ Yeah, in the sand and in the sun/ Get your fill before we're done/ But we never will be done/ Free flight, free suit/ New gear, new boots/ Just shoot back when they stare at you."

A healthy dosage of real-world expression is something that music has been lacking of late, especially considering the current conflicted state of world affairs. Music is a forum that needs to encourage the right of discourse, and Sabertooth Tiger helps to vigorously exercise that muscle. Likewise, the band isn't just throwing out random ideas - the album artwork includes links to socially concerned websites (www.greenaction.org and www.indymedia.org to name just two), a pulled quotation from Noam Chomsky, and a short essay of personal philosophy from the band. Rest assured that Sabertooth Tiger are a band of more than just emphatic politics (what the world doesn't need is another Midnight Oil), they are a band of energy, a band that fills the void and encourages others to join in and do the same.

Reviewed by Josh Zanger
Joshua Ian Zanger, a native of rural Chicago, rocks many a world with his writing, style, and generally sweet aroma.



Kotori Magazine


Political harcore punk is the sort of shit we can never get tired of, because the intensity of the music matches the intenisty of the situations that the world surrounds us with. While we sit comfortably uneasy in this red white and blue bubble of manufactured and processed bliss, GSL brings us Sabertooth Tiger, whose teeth sink deep into the system, allowing the bubble to bleed its interbreeding stupidity and wake us the fuck up before its inevitably too late. While a driving focus of the band is the ridiculously retarded drumming (featured drummers include Jon Theodore from the Mars Volta, Erin Garcia from Brother Reade, and Dave Ferrara from Original Sins), the hardcore guitarwork and pissed off nature of singers Chris Burnett and Aaron Farley, who tackle everything from patriostism, consumerism, and economics, round out the perfect punk album. This ain't no bullshit...this is the real thing!



Hex Mag


There's a big sticker on the front of this cd comparing this band to Hot Snakes. I can see the connection in the urgent and angular rocking riffs. But this has a lot more to do with labelmates Year Future, particularly in the vocal delivery and nod to punk's past (especially in the likes of Dead Kennedys) with a eye wide open to the future as well. Maybe not as out there as Year Future, but certainly in the same vein politically and in the music's urgency Sabertooth Tiger has a good thing going for a debut cd. The linear notes, quoting Noam Chomsky extensively, then expanding on it with their own explanations were of particular interest. The ideas behind the record (and explained by Chomsky) revolve around the concept of how many species of life have lived on the Earth in it's billions of years of existence. Out of all of those species humans are the only ones who are heralding our own extinction rather than letting nature take it's course with us. And because of that silly drive towards death it makes us less intelligent than, say, beetles and bacteria, who have survived far better than humans have in their existence. Yet with this notion as ammunition Sabertooth Tiger points the finger towards a small group in control of the vast majority of civilization's resources and power and are using it irresponsibly to destroy humanity. But with these accusations they also point towards hope, such as with the song "Argentina", commenting (and sampling) on that nations current struggle with taking the power back to the people. Respect is due to this band for taking a stance and doing with some great hardcore rock to boot. (GSL, www.goldstandardlabs.com)



Sounds Like - Belgium


Een positieve vorm van anger management. Dat is zowat de eerste associatie die ik leg na het beluisteren van "Extinction Is Inevitable". Verwacht je aan politieke hardcorepunk van een intensiteit die in 2006 een zeldzaamheid geworden is. Vooral aan het furieuze drumwerk is tijdens heel de plaat niet te ontkomen. Je adem wordt gewoon afgesneden en murw geslagen word je ge..ndoctrineerd door de politieke boodschappen van Sabertooth Tiger. 'Politiek' is hier niet zomaar een epitheton ornans, maar heel de plaat ademt het gewoon uit: het artwork (cut and paste .. la Crass), de teksten, het citaat van Chomsky, de websites van alternatieve nieuwsbronnen die worden vermeld in het leaflet en de clips van "Argentina" en "Love Money" die eveneens op de cd staan. Zoals het past scanderen Farley en Burnett de teksten over geldzucht, indielabels, wapenbezit, ... vol verontwaardiging. In de opener 'Death Valley trekken ze al meteen goed van leer: "Got your drug/got your car/got your wishes/gone this far/got your home/got your gas/got your teeth/got your cash/I've got no credit/can't get credit for anything/I've just spent it". Zo rechtlijnig als de teksten, zo rechtlijnig komt Sabertooth Tiger ook uit muzikaal uit de hoek. De focus ligt duidelijk niet op de complexiteit van de arrangementen maar op de passie en energie, die dan ook heel de plaat aangehouden worden.



(can someone translate into English?)

Our first full length record, "Extinction is Inevitable", comes out on GSL on August 8th. You can get it from iTunes or order directly from GSL.

The CD is an enhanced CD with 2 videos on it. Check it out. Includes a poster of the cover art and lyrics.

The whole record has been re-mixed and re-mastered for the GSL release. Here are the tracks:

1. Death Valley*
2. Pyramid
3. Indie-gestion
4. Love Money*
5. Elephant Army**
6. Black Magic Market
7. Argentina*
8. Get A Gun
9. The Sixties*
10. This Strange Store
11. Taking Pills

Guitar/Vocals: Aaron Farley
Bass/Vocals: Chris Burnett
Drums: Jon Theodore*, Erin Garcia, Dave Ferrara**



Enginered and mixed by Alex Newport

I just learned today that the singer of Icons of Filth, Stig, passed away in October of 2004 after playing a show. It's a real loss. Stig's lyrics were amazing and an inspiration to me. RIP stig. You will be missed. -chris

Check out this site: http://www.artofthestate.co.uk/icons_of_filth/Icons_of_Filth.htm

Here's lyrics to two of their songs:

ONWARD CHRISTIAN SOLDIERS

I dont mind slaving all my life
For the benefit of others
Who were born into privilege
Who tear the earth apart with their self-importance & greed
Because those who tear the earth apart
With their self-importance & greed
Have convinced me that its all Im fit for
Have convinced me that its my purpose
Have convinced me that its what Im here for
I dont mind killing all my life
For the benefit of others who were born into privilege
Who tear the earth apart
With the fear they instill with their wars
Because those who tear the earth apart
With the fear they instill with their wars
Have convinced me they are worth dying & killing for
Have convinced me god is worth dying & killing for
Have convinced me lies are worth dying & killing for
I dont mind being a pawn all my life
For the stupidity of others
Who were born into privilege
Who tear the earth apart
With their assurance of life after death
Because those who tear the earth apart
With their assurance of life after death
Have convinced me that my shitty life will be compensated
For when Ive finished feeding their mouths & lining
their pockets& fighting their wars & believing their lies
I will live peacefully ever after in some imaginary christian utopia
In heaven with god
In harmony
Onward Christian Soldiers
Another life awaits
(Lies & assurances of something better in the future always
makes us happy with the shit we have at present)


SUNK ROCK

Did the nation feel a tremor from the underground?
Whatever happened to the heartfelt uncompromising sound
Made by people who care who got sick of all the shit?
Two minutes poxy rebellion
Drenched with the sweat of dancing all night and pretending you care
Draining the strength you never wanted to share
Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?
All that's left is the smell of excretion and hunky punky posters
Real rock stars on walls
Just the empty picture of an ego, no face, no balls
There was real money to be made from punk
Punk merchandise clothing rip-off junk
The music press caught on quickly enough
Calling the tune and splitting us up
Into fuck knows how many labels and factions
Screw up & control what they don't understand with their selfish actions
Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?
All that's left is a veil of confusion
& The media twisting all into some kind of human mistake.
All that's left is a Kenny Everret pisstake
A personal insult, a twisted view
That all we do is gob & sniff glue
There can be so much more we as a movement can do
Any change for the better lies with me and you
Punk is such a sick joke, bought and sold very well
But only those involved are willing to sell
Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?
All that's left is the only solution
Bollocks to the parasites who want to fuck it up again
And if that includes you then you'd better think again
If it's really our movement take part or get out
Cuz it's the pathetic dishonesty punk can do without.
Whatever happened to the punk rock revolution?

We just finished our video of "Argentina." Check it out on our site at www.sabertoothtiger.net. Thanks to Michael Grodner and everyone else who made this video possible (especially the crew and editor who donated their time and labor). And thanks to Avi Lewis and Naomi Klein, directors of "The Take". Check out their site at www.thetake.org

we are a band. we also have radio shows on www.killradio.org (GTFU and Agit-Drop). check it out. GTFU's site is www.gtfuradio.com. Download our shit and share it far and wide. thanks.