Monday, June 24, 2013

Week Sixty: Gothic/Industrial - Spahn Ranch - "Heretic's Fork" - The Coiled One

Back in 1999, when my boyfriend (at the time) and I heard that Spahn Ranch, Switchblade Symphony, and Front Line Assembly were putting on a show at The Backroom in Austin, TX, we knew it was time for a middle-of-the week road trip, since it fell on a Wednesday night!!!



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I can definitively say that Spahn Ranch was never one of my favorite Industrial bands. I did not necessarily dislike them... however, their sound wasn't very original (in their defense, however, it's not exactly an easy thing to do to come up with an original Industrial sound) and I was seriously creeped out by their video for "Locusts" (included below).

My ex loved Spahn Ranch and had been waiting for years and years to see them. He was a huge fan of the Industrial sound, which often left me with a pounding headache, especially when he played it really loudly in the car. One thing that I did dig about Industrial music, though, was the sound clips that were often inserted from obscure films and such.

When we had our band, we used to stick lines from films in our songs. It didn't always work out the way we hoped, but on one song, we totally nailed it with some lines from the film, Say Anything.

I will also include a YouTube clip for another one of their songs called "Vortex"... If you watch this video, that stage setup at the beginning of the clip was exactly how it looked at The Backroom show...



Pull the curtain over the head
Blackened by all the needs
Feel the grift that sent them to God
Belief in another, the carbine is lifted
Heard the voice, the high screaming
Situation welded sensation
The murderer's among us and we are the lifted
The masters have all been anointed

Melted wing and prayer
As angels would say
Built to erase
Your coldest trace
You're like a movie now
Melted wing and prayer

Pulled the curtain over the head
Heard the voice that pitched screaming
Filling the jars with all the hatred
The masters among us and we are anointed

Melted wing and prayer
As angels would say
Built to erase
Your coldest trace
You're like a movie now
Melted wing and prayer

Pull the curtain over the head
Blackened my life with all such needs
Feel the grift that sent them to God
Belief in another the carbine is lifted

Melted wing and prayer
As angels would say
Built to erase
Your coldest trace
You're like a movie now
Melted wing and prayer




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