In September of 2000, the air is crisp and cool, warm in
the sun and cold enough for a jacket in the shade. I take
my headphones out of my cheap denim bag and switch the volume
all the way up. I listen intently to the second album from
The International Noise Conspiracy (TINC) on my N-train
ride downtown to work in midtown, a single block away from
the Empire State Building. I spend my 9 to 5 in the heart
of the heart of the capitalist center of the universe. The
message of TINC once seemed so clear, to fervently fight capitalism,
but simultaneously with no impeding danger other than the
nebulous World Trade Organization and IMF, hardly threatening
sounding European Union, and of course the somewhat shady
influx of globalization and neo liberalism.
I continually questioned the system of global capitalism
with passion until September 11th 2001, while hating
the fact that my happiness could be purchased on a Saturday
afternoon for $6.99 from the used bin at Generation Records.
Now, listening to the third and latest album from TINC, bleakly
titled A New Morning, I canít help but look at their
political stances with aloof cynicism. These Swedes are passionate
for abolishing the machinations of violence and globalized
capitalism, but where do I fit in now that my city and life
were partially demolished?
TINC begin with a blistering opening track, "A Northwest
Passage", which seems to promise a new way or even a
Third Way, as they cite the Romanticist poet William Blake
and the Dadaists at the end of the track as "suggested
reading material." Reading material follows each of the
11 tracks, as well as internet suggestions like indymedia.com.
The drums are hard and almost primal, but still this record
is moving less into the garage rock category and more into
the pure rock. TINC began as an offshoot of the now-defunct
Refused, combining ex-members of Separation
and Doughnuts, with a swagger and a í60 sound and look
so similar to The Makeup.
Saxophones make their appearance on a somewhat slower track
three, "Bigger Cages, Longer Chains", lending a
very James Brown feel. The singer, Dennis Lyxzen,
is entirely dynamic and affects struts similar to the Hardest
Working Man in Show Business, and did I mention he doesnít
wear underwear on stage?
I loved their second record, Survival Sickness, but
itís a different age in America and I still smell the smoke
wafting up from the World Trade Center. "Capitalism Stole
My Virginity", track 8, seems to explain disillusionment
of a different kind in an almost premonition. Their obvious
hatred of capitalism Ė an innately American, God Bless the
USA trait Ė seems a bit distasteful now, almost blaming, a
la Falwell and Robertson. I find it hard to
give this record the proper reception it deserves, but like
I said, times are different. I donít want to hear pro-USA
propaganda, but go a little easier on us, please.
6.5 out of 10: TINC still make me wanna get on up, and this
is their best album musically to date, but Iím not digging
the anti-political America sentiment, at least not right now.
- Vivian Sarratt
- A Northwest Passage
- Up for Sale
- Bigger Cages, Longer Chains
- Breakout 2001
- A Body Treatise
- Born into a Mess
- New Empire Blues
- Capitalism Stole my Virginity
- Last Century Promise
- Dead Language of Love
- A New Morning, Changing Weather
in the webboard
e-mail the chief
Like this article?
it to a friend!