Mind Bomb
Mind Bomb is the third studio album by The The, released by Some Bizzare/Epic on July 11, 1989 and recorded between October 1988 and May 1989.
For this album, instead of recording with numerous session musicians as he did previously, Matt Johnson assembled a genuine band behind him to play the bulk of the instrumentation (additional flourishes were nevertheless provided by sessioneers, most notably keyboard player Wix). Instead of the darkly polished dance-pop styling of earlier albums Soul Mining and Infected, Mind Bomb opens up the music to reveal a slow, winding textured world of sound, thanks in no small means to ex-Smiths guitarist Johnny Marr. Lyrical subjects include politics, religion, and romance. The band would also play a world tour and record a follow-up, Dusk. After that, Johnson dissolved it and went about his business alone again. A remastered version of the album was released in 2002.
Track listing
Tracks written by Matt Johnson, except where noted.
40 Days
40 Days is the debut full-length album from Canadian folk trio The Wailin' Jennys. The lineup of the group at the time was Ruth Moody, Nicky Mehta, and Cara Luft. This was the last recording to feature Luft, who left the group the following year.
Although the title, 40 Days appears as a line in the song "Something to Hold Onto", and traditionally has religious significance it was chosen for another reason. The title is actually the number of days it took the Jennys to record and refine the album and is a tribute to the experiences encountered during that time.
The album features three tracks contributed by each the band's three songwriters and covers of Neil Young's "Old Man" and John Hiatt's "Take It Down". The group rounds out the collection with the traditional farewell, "The Parting Glass".
The album received the 2005 Juno Award for "Roots & Traditional Album of the Year by a Group".
Critical Reception
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Podcasts:
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by Citizen Fish
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by A Global Threat
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Mind Bomb
by: Citizen FishI've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head
Checking out the rumour that I meant just what I said
They've drawn so many chalk lines that I may as well be dead
On the blackboard, on the pavement, but I won't eat what I'm fed - what I'm fed
I've seen the public access but they wouldn't let me in
Conformity has dress code and I'm two stone overthin
And anyhow the chances are they wouldn't let me in
Presumptions give the innovator no chance to begin
It's either "Be one step ahead" or "Keep up with the rest"
There's so many messages telling me they know what's best
I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head
I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head
They've opened up the corridors and left the doors ajar
With anoraks and plastic bags the consumer can go far
Ashtrays fill and pinballs tilt to emphasise the scars
Of a society raised on promises, falling back on credit cards - credit cards
So let's go on a cathode raid and steal some empty minds
Fill 'em full of hopes and dreams and call it leisure time
There's a guy who's got no T.V. and we've got him on the line
Stay detuned for further progress, here's a few things you can buy - you can buy
I've strolled across the empty roads as pedestrians stare
At lights to turn from red to green, to get from there to there
Billboard faces mock attention given unaware
Reliance on subliminals and a defiance of being scared
And there's a token comic strip at the bottom of the page
It isn't very funny but we're laughing anyway
Smiles are hard to come by when the picture starts to fade
And someone's favourite punchline is another person's wage
It's either 'Be one step ahead' or 'Keep up with the rest'
There's so many messages telling me they know what's best
I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head
I've got a mind bomb disposal unit knocking on my head
I've thought in terms of relaxation, giving things a rest
Cos the constant realisation leaves presumptions in a mess
But every turn in the situation seems to be a test
A dotted line for the mind to sign away it's intellect - but not me not yet
The altered state of reality that's printed screened and said
Is feeding time for the mind that knows of nothing else instead
Keen to kill the essential will of refusing to be fed