Today's installment is over Tracks 7, 8, and 9 of Blaster the Rocket Man's 1999 release, The Monster Who Ate Jesus.
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Track 7 - Ransom vs. the Unman
Straight forward Rat-a-Tat-Tat-Tat-Tat drumming, well placed palm-muted guitars, punk-rock guitar pick slides denoting the transition into the Chorus. Track 7 and 8 lyrically draw from Lewis' Perelandra and That Hideous Strength. Growing up with Blaster was a blessing. I was a kid raised on a farm in mid-central Indiana, smack in the middle of corn fields, and Blaster was a musical and literary gateway to things outside the normal planetary rotation of rural Hoosier life.
Into the nightmare monster's embraceThe teeth and the claws and the jaws of the faceThe ripping of skin and the reeking of breathThe real life enacting of myth(For he loved not his life unto death)
[Chorus]Ransom! vs. The Unman!Ransom! The Unman!Ransom The Unman!Ransom The Unman! (4x)
He flung himself on the death that was living"His hands taught him terrible things . . .He felt its ribs break . . . heard its jaw-bonecrack."As they pummeled and scraped and attacked(But he's not of those who shrink back)repeat Chorus"In the sphere of Venus I learned war.In this age Saturn will descend.I am the Pendragon" (C.S. Lewis, That Hideous Strength).
Track 8 - March of the Macrobes
As mentioned above, lyrics for this song are drawn from Lewis' That Hideous Strength.
Macrobes! Macrobes!Here come the Heads!The Chosen Heads of the Bodiless MenMacrobes! Macrobes!Here come the Heads!Here come the Chosen Headsof the Bodiless (Men)From ape to man to godby rape we plant the podto propagate the fraudFrom ape to man to godby rape we plant the podto liquidate the bodyYou could be a vessel forthat hideous . . . strengthYou could be the gatewayThe time is hereThey're drawing nearCan you feel the tensionfrom another dimension?Leave flesh behind.There's only mind.Or set the brain apartto elevate the heartWhatever happened to the individual? (N.I.C.E.)Where is his soul? (R.A.P.E)(As you walk along the brightly lit corridorsyou hear a soothing, androgynous voiceoverhead.)"Welcome to the National Institute forCoordinated Experiments where we offerRationalized Alternatives to PlausibleEvidence," etc.There's no unityin your dichotomySection by sectiondissectionVivid vivisectionat the point of integrationwith no relationto the wholeYou've no choice left youbut to makean irrational leap of faithFor the Macrobes are marching over you!Marching MacrobesMarchingMacrobes on the march (cha! cha! cha!)
Track 9 - Cop City