Primal Screams “Kill All Hippies”, is a 60s sci fi mission to Mars trip without window seat.
Disturbing in that its repetition gets you a bit nauseous. Like literally. Techno is fun, Epcot Center twitter, not so much.
This is where I lose any sense of artsy cred. I have none. I have no love or interest synthy sounds. At times it can really upset me for some reason.
This is music I want to like. Its cool to like it but there is a disconnect in my wiring that simply wont let me.
I love the title.
‘Cept I’m starting to feel bad for hippies since one faction wants them dead, another worships them and another pose to be them. Yet, in fact, hippies aren’t even hippies anymore
I’m going to equate this song to tea. I really really want to love tea. Its elegant and sexy, feminine and sultry. People I love love it offer me it, sing its praise serve it hundreds of ways but when all is said and done…it sucks.
Kinda like this song.
Oh damn it I just went to pull a photo of the band for this song and they’re attractive, why oh why cant I appreciate this?