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Do, La diesis, Re diesis, Sol. E' racchiusa in questi quattro accordi uno dei riff più irresistibili composti da una punk band. E' l'incipit della celeberrima "Right Side of my Mind", brano d'apertura di questo "Inside my Brain", EP del 1980 su Bad Trip records.
Il disco rappresenta l'esordio dei "Samoani Furiosi", band californiana già in attività dal 1978.
Pur non essendo questo EP la prova migliore dei Samoans (nettamente surclassato dal devastante LP d'esordio "Back from Samoa") questo lavoro si fa notare, oltre per la superba title track, per una vena "punk n' roll" autentica ed originalissima e per un hardcore mai troppo violento con una spiccata sensibilità per le sonorità provenienti dal "77 statunitense.
Le 6 tracce della versione originale dell'EP contengono infatti ottimi esempi di proto-hardcore che brillano per le soluzioni stilistiche innovative ("Hot Cars", "Get Off the Air"), ma trasudano anche la passione di Metal Mike e Gregg Turner per il rock americano ("You Stupid Asshole" e la stessa title track).
Il mini LP "Yesterday Started Tomorrow" e l'album "STP not LSD" avrebbero in seguito esplicitato la vena rock classica qui solo abbozzata. Per quanto riguarda la personalità della band, va ricordato che tutta la prima parte della loro carriera è stata caratterizzata da testi e "attitudine" oltremodo scorretti ed oltraggiosi, tanto da far incontrare alla band difficoltà nel trovare ingaggi e serate nei clubs californiani (a differenza di gruppi dall'immagine più "cattiva" ma più malleabili verso le esigenze del music-biz).
Pur non avendo certamente raggiunto la celebrità di altri titolati gruppi della scena HC californiana, gli Angry Samoans seppero conquistarsi con questo "Inside my Brain" e il successivo "Back from Samoa" un buon seguito anche in Italia.
Ancora oggi le numerose ristampe che si sono succedute negli anni e le buone valutazioni dei dischi originali sul mercato del collezionismo testimoniano il valore del gruppo.
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01 Right Side of My Mind (02:09)
Yeah
The right side of my mind
It's regeneration, baby
Don't look what you will find
It's our generation, yeah
There's nothing stopping me now
We don't listen to you
No, there's nothing holding me back
I want all the truth
The right side of my mind
The right side of my mind
Is degeneration, baby
It's all twisted in time
Like re-incarnation, baby
Squares, longhairs, troopers at bars
There's no free expression
Strychnine space race to the stars
It's our new direction child
There's nothing stopping me now
We don't listen to you - fuck off
There's nothing holding me back
I want all the truth
The right side of my mind
The right side of my mind
The right side
Let's go
The right side of my mind
Oh
Uh, oh
The left side of my mind
Is electrocution, baby
Don't look what you will find
It's your execution, chump
Squares, longhairs, troopers, guitars
It's our way of expression
Strychnine space race to the stars
It's our new direction now, baby
There's nothing stopping me now
We don't listen to you, oh
There's nothing holding me back
I want all the truth
The right side of my mind
Oh, the right side of my mind
Right side
02 Gimme Sopor (01:44)
Take a pill take a pill pill pill
When I'm ill, for my brain
It's 'coz I feel sick
I can't explain, I can't explain
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
Got a car got a car car car
I'm going far in my car
Got a dog got a dog dog dog
I'm a hog and you're a frog
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
Gonna kill, gonna kill kill kill
For my pill, I kill for kicks
Gonna kill, gonna kill kill kill
I want my pill I want my pill
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
Five four baby three two one
Gimme sopor
04 Inside My Brain (01:36)
Won't somebody stop my mind?
It's crawled away I'm going blind
The rats crawl into my head
I can't forget what I just said
'Coz I'm (inside my brain)
Ya know I'm living baby (inside my brain)
I'm upstairs (inside my brain)
There's a hole in my head
Inside my brain
I see black Christmas trees
Barbed wire, funeral homes
I see your face, forest fires
Rats in the streets gnawing at your bones
'Coz I'm (inside my brain)
I'm looking out yeah (inside my brain)
But there's a hole in my head (inside my brain)
A brand new world there, yeah
Inside my brain brain brain
Welders drilling at my skull
Subtract my life from one to null
Hot cars and crashing sounds
These are the things that I have found
When I'm inside my brain
Uh, inside my brain
Oh, inside my brain
Yeah baby I found a new home
I drilled a hole in my head
I'm looking out, yeah
It's a brand new world
06 Get Off the Air (01:29)
Hey!
He can't read baby he can't talk
He's L.A.'s favorite punk rock jock
Glitter bands and Bowie's cock
are his ideas of new wave rock
You're a fuckin' piece of shit now rodney
I don't think you're so hot
You make me laugh with those clothes you wear
and those stupid teeth you've got
Get off the air! Get off the air!
You pathetic male groupie, you don't impress me
Get off the air! You fuckin' square
You're just a jerk as far as I can see
8pm Rodney's on the air
He's beating off in Joan Jet's hair
Christmas eve, what d'you got
four hours of (?)
You're a fuckin' piece of shit now rodney
I don't think you're so hot
You make me laugh with those clothes you wear
and those lame-brain teeth you've got
Get off the air! Get off the air!
You pathetic male queer, you don't impress me
Get off the air! You fuckin' square
You're just a jerk as far as I can see
07 My Old Man's a Fatso (02:55)
Locked inside my bedroom
Looking at the pictures up on the wall
I need a little elbowroom
I need space man that ain't all
Get home first thing you know
My folks jump on my case
Get a job, take the dishes out
Put the trash back in its place
Someday when I'm a man
I'm gonna put them in their place
'Coz my old man's a fatso
He's got a pot, baby for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house, yeah
Locked inside the classroom
Staring at the dots up on the wall
My teachers all are retards
I need out baby that ain't all
I don't care about textbooks
Or the Jews that discovered Spain
I gotta gotta gotta leave this town
I'll take the bus, I'll catch a plane
'Coz my old man's a fatso
He's got a bathtub for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But ya know he owns this ...house
Yeah
Two, three, four
Cruisin' on the highway
It feels so good to see open space
I don't feel like a prisoner
I don't feel like a basket case
I turn the radio up to ten
And you know I've found my place
Yep, get a job, put the dishes out
Put the trash back in its place
Now that I'm a man
I'm gonna put them in their place
'Coz my old man's a fatso
He's got a bathtub for a mouth
Baby, my old man's a fatso
But you know he owns this house
08 Carson Girls (02:48)
Looking for a place to park
I think I need a fix
Anytime when it's after dark
To get my female kicks
I don't go to Frisco
An' I wont go to the beach
There's just one place I know
Where the girls just can't be beat
Carson girls, they're the cutest in the land
Carson girls, I wanna take one by the hand
One's name is DD
And the other she plays bass
All their friends now are cuter still
I'd like to kiss them in the face
I don't care about one-night stands
Or pick-ups in a bar
All I want's the girl I love
On the back seat of my car
Carson girls, they're the cutest in the land
Carson girls, I wanna take one by the hand
Rock
Scrunch back, now
So if you're thinking about moving to west
Forget about West L.A.
Forget about Torrance now, baby
'Coz Carson girls are A-OK
They don't care about breaking hearts
And they don't leave guys in tears
And when they love they never stop
At least that's what I hear
Carson girls, they're the cutest in the land
Carson girls, I wanna take one by the hand
Carson girls, they're the cutest in the land
Carson girls, I wanna take one by the hand
09 I'm a Pig (02:17)
He picks his nose with the T.V. on
I'm a pig now baby, I'm a pig pig pig
He sniffs his toes when he's feeling gone
I'm a pig now baby dig?
He goes out on Friday night
Takes off his pants coz it feels alright
Third down and twenty to go
This two-tub turkey is ready to go go go
In the gym the kids are holding their nose
I'm a pig now baby can ya dig?
I don't care coz I got B.O.
I'm a pig, I'm a pig
Body odour is no concern
When he goes shopping those noses turn
Third down and thirty to go
This two-tub turkey is ready to go go go
He's just a turkey, a two-tub turkey
Mr. Turkey
Rock
Two, three, four
Stick it
He doesn't care 'bout mowing the lawn
I'm a pig now baby, I'm a pig pig pig
He only cares about porking your mom
I'm a pig now baby, dig?
He goes out on Friday night
Takes off his pants coz it feels alright
Third down and forty to go
This two-tub turkey is ready to go go go
You're just a turkey, a two-tub turkey
You're just a two-tub turkey
Turd rock
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