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.

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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