Extreme Noise Terror (often abbreviated to ENT) are a British crust punk / grindcore band originally formed in Ipswich, England in 1985. The band are widely considered one of the earliest and most influential European grindcore bands, and particularly the forefathers of the crustgrind subgenre.
Notable for one of the earliest uses of dual vocalists in hardcore punk, and for recording a number of sessions for BBC Radio 1 DJ John Peel, Extreme Noise Terror started as a crust punk band and helped characterise the early, archetypal grindcore sound with fiercely political lyrics, grinding guitars, extremely fast tempo and often very short songs.
Extreme Noise Terror were formed in early 1985 in Ipswich, England, originally consisting of dual vocalists Dean Jones and Phil Vane, guitarist Pete Hurley, bassist Jerry Clay and drummer Pig Killer. Prior to ENT, Vane and Hurley had played with Discharge-influenced acts Freestate and Victims of War, whilst Jones had been singing with Raw Noise. Hurley claims that the band name came from an insert for an album by the Dutch band Lärm: "It featured a bandanna-ed hardcore kid with 'Extreme Noise Terror' surrounding him. Those three words summed up exactly what we were aiming at." Aside from Discharge, the band cite as early influences Anti Cimex, Rattus and Antisect, another early proponent of the "one high, one low" vocal approach. ENT signed to the small UK-based indie label Manic Ears after a solitary gig supporting fellow UK punks Chaos UK.
I’m over here in the cage
Take a real good look at my face
I smoked twenty fags today • The pain from the
experiment has gone away...
But it’ll be back soon & I hope I don’t live through it
I hope I’ll die
Breathe my last breath
A way out of a fate worse than death
My pain to ease yours
It’s a raw deal my rights for your ignorance greed &
vanity
But I forgot, curiosity rules
I mean nothing & you just couldn’t care
But you don’t bloody care & it just ain’t fair that
I’ve got screws in my
head
Or if I wind up dead
Or if I look pathetic
Or if I’ll get an anesthetic
Or if I meow or scream for your cosmetic cream
Or if they swap my heart
Or if I’m torn apart
They torment my brain again & again
Or if they swell up my eyes or increase my size
Or if I’m strapped & trapped to a table or chair
C’mon admit it you just don’t care
If they rip me open & just start poking around
For a remedy to an illness which doesn’t exist
Or if they start again for something they’ve missed
I must have rights & I want my share
But if only, if only you’d show us you care
You know I’ve rights & I want my share
But if only, if only you’d show us you care
’Cos you can’t understand my voice
Somehow it always leaves me no choice
I can’t expect you to voice my rights
When you don’t even voice your own
Because of your ignorance I guess we’ll always pay
We fellow beings just hope you’ll realise on day
That we’ve got lots in common
One is that were both downtrodden by the people
Who’ve got big plans for this nation
You see they even test animals with chemical warfare
Weapons effects & riot control agents & radiation &
whilst you’re ignoring
There’s a big bang coming
Maybe you owe it to yourselves to show us you care
So come on & free us