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by gmilner_Archive
You know what? I gotta say "not crap." Replaying the songs in my head, I imagine the records sound incredibly dated. This band had a weakness for studio silliness--especially from the drummer, who, if I remember correctly, was sort of the band's musical director and main songwriter. I remember thinking it was funny that (as I read in "Musician," which used to flog Midnight Oil nonstop--in fact, I think one coverline was "we're going to keep talking about this band until you buy their albums") the drummer always recorded his cymbals seperately.
But "Power and the Passion" is amazing. Not even that biarre "drum solo" can ruin it. I don't get a lot of the Aussie references, but the song still signifies as a great alienation lament. (Dorky 14-year-old that I was, I was really into saying "it's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees.) With its dance-rock-rap hybrid, it would fit in nicely--and kick that ass of most of the song on--"Combat Rock."
The first song on "10, 9, 8..." (I can't remember the name) went something like "When I'm stuck in my room / I just want to scream / Now I know what they mean / One more day of eating and sleeping..." And what's great about those lines is that they could refer to a political prisoner or a bored adolescent, a neat trick for a piece of agit-prop.
I would say that "10, 9, 8..." was the firsty "proto-alternative" album I ever bought, after R.E.M.'s "Reckoning."