Man watching video
The heart keeps on ticking
He doesn’t know why
He’s just cattle for slaughter
The requiem!
When the meaningful words
When they cease to function
When they’ve nothing to say
When will they start plotting against you
The requiem!
I need a hint of religion
Uncensored spirit of depravity
The sound of breaking glass
This is a reflection
The requiem!
This sounded pretty bloody, hearing it for the first time on British Forces Broadcasting in Germany living a one hour tank ride from the iron curtain, and it just gave me goosebumps again 35 years later!
Saw Killing Joke support Joy Division at London University on Friday 8th February 1980.
What a night ! Youth looked like a dapper version of Sid Vicious, wearing a immaculate white suit. Both bands gave superb performances.
I worked as stage crew for a KJ gig in Brighton in 1981, and got the stage-door security job while they were playing, so missed seeing them (I could hear them). When they came off-stage to go to their back-room, the singer asked me 'what are you looking so fucking miserable out?' so I told them, and they dragged me into their backstage room and forced me to snort cocaine. Then I did more lines voluntarily. Well, and the first one, to be honest LOL
The first KJ album cover is based on a photo by Don McCullin, of rioters escape from clouds of CS gas released by British troops in Londonderry, Northern Ireland in 1971. Came across it by accident recently at the London Imperial War Museum exhibition of his work. It was presented as large as a bus, and stopped me in my tracks when it loomed into my sight.This was a pivotal album for me, and I never thought to find out the origins of the artwork, even though I had it lovingly painted on my leather jacket. Glad I know now... and so do you!
I first heard Requiem playing loud in a large record store in Oxford Street (Virgin? HMV?) in 1980 and loved it so much I hunted down the member of staff responsible to ask who the band was and bought the 12 inch.
If there ever was such a thing as prog punk this was it. I cut my teeth on the Pistols, Stranglers, Buzzcocks and The Ruts but this album, and it's iconic cover, was way, way ahead of it's time. As punk moved into the eighties it's colours moved from Day-Glo to Monochrome, to the grinding chords of Discharge and GBH and direct political action.