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P.L.M.B. (Pathological Lying Mutant Bird

P.L.M.B. - Dead Moves-Not The Puzzle

Putra Juice

The album starts innocently enough with the proto-punk opener "Putra Juice". And as I'm listening to the track, its as if Dead Moves; Not The Puzzle is pushing me into a dark tunnel. Taking both of us faster and deeper inside (like a suction). But just as im getting used to the idea of this queer sensation, heavily distorted guitars, loud thrashing drums, and a rather annoying voice, join us. This is unexpected.
And as second-to-minutes pass on, every sound is getting louder, thicker, more saturated. We are soon reaching the end of the tunnel, and the sounds of drums begin to pick up a loud plodding war march. A gruff voice sings, "I made an enemy/so I pissed on his pants".
I agree to the letter.

BOOKSTORE

"The noise". It deafens me. But I don't care. I listen to it over and over again. I soon discover from the song that I listen to is that everyone is a hypocrite. Everyone is full of shit. And dressing up is not easy. Punk Rock.

Powmia

Is it another paranoid way of looking at things? Or, just some psychoplasmic mindfuck that you here from the "concerned citizens of the society"?! Hmmmm…. You decide.
Still, it's a perfect mix of psychobilly and grime.

Don't Skate

"The noise" will deafen you.

Dad Is Mad

"With the battles lost and won/the complications carry on/and what defines an enemy? /cause anyone could talk like this"

The song carries on like this in a poetic manner, about plastic spoons, entertainment for the crew, and a mighty back of steel.
A charming ditty, for those who still think the war isn't over yet (which is damn true).
There's a story in this song. I'm tempted to write about it.

*******************Final Words**************
I'm in my classroom. With my headphones blasted up to volume 8. I'm listening to P.L.M.B. The "mainstreamers" are listening to Fergie and Justin Timberlake. It's a good thing I cant here the trash.
They come up to me and ask me what I'm listening to. I tell them "its P.L.M.B. They take the damn CD and put it in the CD player.
They tell me it crap. "Its not punk rock, you should listen to Greenday and Simple Plan, they are sooooo emo."

(*a long pause)

Fuckin' poseurs.

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Most bands would proclaim that they are the best band in the world - you can see it in the frost in their eyes. But these three good-looking bona fide dudes just want to know if you ears like their music or not.


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Ok, ill stop now. My "creative juice" has run out anyway. But just let me mention the remaining mysteries.
How is it that P.L.M.B can sound so sweet to people like me and sound like a bunch of crap to mainstream folk?! Why doesn't the band have their own fan club? And are they really space robots?
Stay tuned.

P.L.M.B., "Dead Moves-Not the Puzzle", PM 2002 SDR

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