BRAINDEAD "Weapons of the weak" - hardcore punk ska dub from Hambourg   We're called BrainDead (named after a song by Assorted Jellybeans) and exist since 2001. We're a 3-piece Skacore Band from Hamburg, Germany (all members currently 27 years old). Our influences are lots of Punk/Hardcore and Skapunk Bands. We've played around 150 shows, including four full tours, in the whole of Europe (Ireland, England, Austria, Belgium, Netherlands, Denmark, Czech Republic, Hungary and of course Germany). Our live sets range from powerful and fast Hardcore-Punk to extensisve live Dubbing, with a central focus on Skacore-styled songs. Most of our lyrics deal with social problems. We're not just complaining in our songs, but see ourselves as activists as well and for example put up shows and benefit partys in a squat Squat in Hamburg. So far, we've released a couple of EP's and Demo CDs on our own, as well as a self-released Album in 2004 and one Split CD with Civil War from Holland on Crash Landing Records in 2006. The record is gonna be released by dirty faces from germany, mass prod from france, rumblefish from russia, pumpkin rec from England and 5 feet under from denmark both on CD and Vinyl. We've recorded the songs for the record entitled "Weapons Of The Weak" at the Tonmeisterei Studios in Oldenburg. The record is named after the book written by James C. Scott. The basic tracks were recorded live in the studio, further overdubs and vocals were laid down in our living rooms and rehearsal room. As in all earlier recordings, we did the mixing by ourselves. The Dub songs have been recorded on a 16-track tape machine song. The cover artwork was done by Jesse Michaels from Classics of Love/Common Rider/Operation Ivy. BrainDead is: Chris - guitar, vocals / Yannig - bass, vocals / Jano - Drums http://www.myspace.com/braindeadshit http://www.braindead666.com It won't be drawn : Think only animals die when you feast on their flesh? Think massive deforestation, native’s exploitation, Pollution of soil, water and athmosphere. Once everything died then what’s gonna be there? When it comes to destroying the whole planet, You come in second and still say that you need it. While your “food” farts away the air to breathe You still want it every single day and cheap. You say it’s human nature, it’s always been that way If your argument is stone age then go, live in a cave! Hunt your own cows that’ve never seen a cage; The truth looks different and you know it all the same. When it comes to destroying the whole planet, You come in second and still say that you need it. While your “food” farts away the air to breathe You still want it every single day and cheap. Make up your own excuses again Find another reason for not changing your ways Billions of consumers have never been wrong Protected by the masses, always the same old song. The handbrake won’t be drawn, There’s too much profit to be made. The handbrake won’t be drawn for you. "This song is about the various reasons that made me go vegetarian. As the usual ethical/moral aspects of killing animals have been stressed enough in the past in other songs and publications, I wanted to focus on ecologic and socio-political problems caused by the production of animal products. Basically, all supporting facts and figures can be found on this website: http://www.biteglobalwarming.org/index.htm" Y. To you, the answer is no : religion pretends and religion lies. your stupid faith equals their strength, keeps you in line, for you to keep quiet. religion casts out and religion excludes. stigmatized by birth, inferior through belief. holding on to the myth that your death means relief. religion subdues and religion holds down. male over female, the age-old inequality. carved into stone, an unalterable truth. religion hates and religion divides. brother against brother an eye for an eye, dying cause you know you're the one who’s right. i'm told to respect human's last holy cow. but seeyin the deaths they provoke up to now: i won't shut up until your religion dies. I wanna know why are you trying so damn hard to convince us all that if you don't remain obedient to the word that you will rot in hell I dont think it really matters as long as you're trying your best to build a world worth existing, so do you the answer is no "I don't like to hurt other people's feelings, but religion makes me really angry. To me, the big religions are based on exploiting people's insecurities in order to gain power. But while other comparable power structures have been openly and widely debated (even though not abolished) in today's society, religions are mostly still taboo to general criticism and we're told to respect them as personal matters. But (organized) religion has never been personal, it is, and has always been, a strongly political issue. Its positions and explanations are strongly irrational as well as exclusive and - to me - don't have a place in any emancipated society. So as long as representatives of religious groups continue to spread their sexist, mysogynist, homophobe, and authoritarian views, I won't shut up!" Y. Slash and burn: 150 species dying out everyday, when do you think its enough? bringing nature to its knees and poisoning all of the seas this monster seems bend on consuming all life on earth and we keep working over time to keep it fed your presence ia a crime and we still slash and burn we're running out of time now its your turn, stop breeding we're breeding way out of control while millions of people starve and die you say you're only human yet you think you're gods this monster seems bend on consuming all life on earth and we keep working over time to keep it fed. we're just mere mutans on the face of this planet we're not worth the nuissance and its time we should vanish - the lyrics are based on a poem I found somewhere on the internet - "I'm not anti human at all! this songs just about the feeling I sometimes can't suppress that there would be a lot less suffering on this planet without the human race and it would be the best for all that we just die out in a peaceful way. but if you seriously think of letting the human race die out you would have to overcome capitalism first. once done that there would be no reason to still extinct the human race anyway. this world is dying, we're getting more and more and theres just no plan to exit the inevitable collaps of the worldwide ecosystem. its gonna happen soon and everybody is gonna deplore that they didnt know its been that bad and they that didnt know what to do. read: 'The Limits to Growth: The 30-Year Update' by Donella H. Meadows, Dennis Meadows, Jorgen Randers " C.   Coming to terms: never wanna give up but i can't seem to cope when all resistance seems meaningless a mere drop into the sea. ignored by the media = unheard by the masses [a so-called] free press just relying on lies unquestiond, untrialed. [time is money] don't wanna regress to violent protest but non-violent actions stay unheard; a vicous cycle, can't find the way out. does the end justify the means we choose to use when the end seems out of reach? just ideals for a future to come. "you'll have to come to terms with the system" i've heard it again and again. the easy way out always seems to retire, drown myself with the crew on this wednesday night, "coming to terms" on my own terms. another day wasted away. looking for the quick thrill that never seems to come. calm down you're not the only one. Ask a question: I know this time I'm trying to get things right the way I'm feeling like I should never have asked a question who cares while wathcing the world go by I just want to get rid of looking for direction in the end you know theres no other way I gotta find a reason, the reason for my abstraction One track mind: sometimes I stumble and it seems that I'm always on the run from myself I can do nothing right nothing keeps me satisfied. I just cant keep a job and everywhere I go I seem to lose my interest this must be a disease just cant get fuckin rid of that I'm still here I take what ever I need no you cant stop me now I'v been here before u came I'm fucked up however I still see through this dourness seriously pisses me off I'm so sick of your one track mind somehow you're gonna make it through I got so sick of your one track mind I'm the one who always keep reminding you that you should never start to look the other way you're the one who nevers stops pretening by this time you're longing so bad for this sway this dourness seriously pisses me off your idle even a good fucking deal more somehow I always make it through you're so inapt it makes me incredibly ravin T.I.N.A.: think you can't fail, i know you fuckin will. you think you'll never fall? (you're) back's up against the wall. is this the end of history TI - NA you think you're the law, you'll reap what you've sawn. your system grasps for breath, go compete yourself to death! like there's no progress within reach there is - no way I know it's, this must be, I know you're all wrong (We've reached) The dead end : I cant go on but I cant stop here give me something to hold on to welcome to this fucking nightmare this is the dead end in a world where all this suffering does take place I wish so bad that I could quit here this is driving me insane I'm dead inside, you're dead inside this is the dead end thats all whats left behind we've reached the dead end we're dead inside, so fuckin tired this is the dead end, we've reached the dead end how hell of a lot more worse can it get its so fucking hard not to shed your hope welcome to this fucking nightmare we've reached the dead end even if strict denial is put on to the market the last should see that there no let out cant you see the end is nearbye City of transgression: looking for a way for me to ease stress anytime i feel that the world is fuckin a mess. a musical break-out's gonna help me tonight, i know the sound that makes me feel alright. the escape that i need ain't away too far, a dub party in a beat down squat bar. sweet melody and a one drop beat, dim the lights down and turn up the heat. light up a spliff and grab me a beer, make all my dreary thoughts disappear. run away from reality, just for the night, in familiar surroundings with no need to fight. a new weekend calls for a diff'rent remedy, tryin to forget all the human tragedies. i'm gonna get out and i'm gonna get drunk, spend the night boozin at the pub with the punks. hardcore songs spinnin on battered turntables, all of my worries becoming idle. for a few hours i won't have to compete it's nights like this that keep me up on my feet. I won't let this town bring me down Don't wanna go home so don't stop the sound These crazed nights, I don't wanna miss 'em. there's no system like a sound system. sometimes i think that my joys are mundane, but i know i'll be back out there again. sometimes i feel like i'll have to refrain, for all i know i'll go back there again. "I tried to write a positive song for a change, but I guess it's just not in me... this one's dedicated to the Hamburg nightlife." Y. Keep your delusion alive: your ignorance blockades this discernment that your deeds mean so much more than what you see at first sight and the source of this ridicule judging from the fact that you're considering yourself someone who can get to the bottom of things is that it got you when you were just a little kid they got you when you where just a kid to make things clear this isnt just about my own strained nerves in as much it just doesnt make sense to blow ressources like that smoking kills an infinate deal more than you will ever figure out thats why you can only keep your delusion alive like you're just an artless kid they got you when you were just a kid keep your delusion alive like you're just an clueless kid they've caught you when you were just a kid keep it alive, you will never figure it out this fucking strife passes by so damn easily keep it alive I hope one day you'll figure it out this fucking strife passes by so damn easily "I often hear the argument when it comes to smoking that its just enjoyment and therefor theres no reason to quit since its nobodys disadvantage than the one whos smoking. The problem is the process of drying the tabacco needs lots of ressources like wood or oil. For example a lot of the tropical forests in africa have been destroyed due to this fact. Thats why I say theres no foundation for smoking tabacco today and theres none in the future. The big tabacco companies are also still testing on animals. Another point is that most people start smoking at a very young age but you dont start smoking because of the enjoyment, you start becasue you think its cool or whatever. Soon you're an addict and try to look for reasons to justify your senseless addiction." C. Whose fault ?: Ladies and gentlemen, congratulations! global warming has just been ratified! years of efforts have finally come to an end, the final step into a future so bright You have been warned for over two decades to change your habits before its too late but doubting their words was so much easier than changing your lifestyle and overcoming your fears it can't be your fault it can, it is your fucking fault it can't be your fault and pointing fingers is all you do now as the robot you are it cant be your fault "I wrote this directly after the United Nations declared in 2007 that global warming would be a fact and couldn't be averted; everyone started pointing fingers at everyone else and deny any personal responsibility. The truth is that we've been told since the early 80s that this is gonna happen if we don't change our day-to-day behaviour, but it was easier to just laugh it off and consume more and more... sadly enough, most people aren't even up to change their behaviour now the warnings have proved themselves to be true! (It should be noted that personal consumer-choices are just one way of affecting ecology and are of course not sufficient)" Y. Internalized: sometimes it makes me laugh sometimes it me makes me sick this is where I've gone so far these pictures numb your soul jaded minds and hearts of stone programmed to prevent condolence internalized we're trapped into this vicious circle internalized sometimes I'd like to raze sometimes I'd like to create the drab monotony of everyday life and struggle keeps you down the more I see the less I can believe we'll find a way out of this tragedy I always asked myseld what its like will this fucking game come to an end Merch Moralia: I hear them talking and talking anger, anxiety nothings right, who gives a fuck lame shows, child slavery I see them walking and walking merchandise, gmo who can do right, who cares merchandise, gmo I cant loose my dream of living this life without a shame if we could only go as far as possible To this day: still u can bend the truth you're just a lay figure in this game to this day u keep holding us down but the time will come and our oppressed souls will claim compensation for every free space taken all these pent up emotions will dismantle your ideal world, a pure imagination this disenchanted world cannot have a place for our existence and ideas still u can treat us like shit but we will keep u a long time in supense to this day u can strifel the truth and it seems like this already came to an end go persuade yourselfs your are just doin your duty for every unprovoked beaten kid our suppressed minds will call for vengeance while u spread your pack of lies and wonder why they have no adulation and respect as long as there're no labels for you fucking pigs every single ones gotta feel our destructiveness