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Hex Enduction Hour
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Original UK release
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First released 8 March 1982 on Kamera LP: KAM005
01. The Classical
(Burns/Hanley, S/Hanley, P/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
5:17
There is no culture is my brag,
Your taste for bullshit reveals a lust for a home of office
THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN!
THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN!
Where are the obligatory niggers?
HEY THERE FUCKFACE!!
HEY THERE FUCKFACE!!
There are twelve people in the world
The rest are paste
THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN!
THIS IS THE HOME OF THE VAIN!
I just left the Hotel Amnesia, I had to go there
Where it is I can't remember,
But now I can remember...now I can remember
HAFTA! HAFTA!
MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER!
Too much reliance on girl here
On girls here, behind every shell-actor
Snobbier Snobbier
Too much romantic here
I destroy romantics, actors,
Kill it!
Kill it!
KILL IT A !
KILL IT!
KILL IT A !
You won't find anything more ridiculous, than this new profile
razor unit, made with the highest British attention to the
wrong detail, become obsolete units surrounded by hail.
THE CLASSICAL!
THE CLASSICAL!
THE CLASSICAL!
HOTEL AGGRO!
MESSAGE FOR YER! MESSAGE FOR YER!
THE CLASSICAL!
PARALLAX A!..........one of the millenium of conspiracy,
Forever,
I know it means a lot of stomach gas,
I K N O W I T M E A N S A L O T O F S T O M A C H G A SSSSSS
I've never felt better in my life
I've never felt better in my life
PARALLAX A!
THE CLASSICAL!
Stomach gas
I've never felt better in my life
I've never felt better in my life
PARALLAX A!
Millenium of conspiracy
Play out Classical
I've never felt better in my life
Better in my life.... . . . . . . . . .
02. Jawbone And The Air-Rifle
(Hanley, S/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
3:43
The rabbit killer left his home for the clough
And said goodbye to his infertile spouse
Carried air rifle and firm stock of wood
Carried night-site telescope light
A cemetery overlooked clough valley of mud
And the grave-keeper was out on his rounds
Yellow-white shirt buried in duffle coat hood
Keeping edges out with mosaic color stones
Jawbone and the air rifle
Who would think they would bring harm?
Jawbone and the air rifle
One is cursed and one is borne
The air rifle lets out a mis-placed shot
It smashed a chip off a valued tomb
Grave-keeper tending wreath-roots said
"Explain, move into the light of the moon"
"I thought you were rabbit prey, or a loose sex criminal"
Rifleman he say "Y'see I get no kicks anymore
From wife or children four
There's been no war for forty years
And getting drunk fills me with guilt
So after eight, I prowl the hills
Eleven o'clock, I'm tired to fuck
Y'see I've been laid off work"
The grave-keeper said
"You're out of luck
And here is a jawbone caked in muck
Carries the germ of a curse
Of the Broken Brothers Pentacle Church
Formed on a Scotch island
To make you a bit of a man"
Jawbone and the air rifle
Who would think they would bring harm?
Jawbone and the air rifle
One is cursed and one is warm
The rabbit killer did not eat for a week
And no way he can look at meat
No bottle has he anymore
It could be his mangled teeth
He sees jawbones on the street
Advertisements become carnivores
And roadworkers turn into jawbones
And he has visions of islands, heavily covered in slime
The villagers dance round pre-fabs
And laugh through twisted mouths
Don't eat
It's disallowed
Suck on marrowbones and energy from the mainland
Jawbone and the air rifle
Who would think they would bring harm?
Jawbone and the air rifle
One is cursed and one is gone
03. Hip Priest
(Hanley, S/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
7:44
He's not appreciated.
He's not appreciated.
He's not appreciated.
Drink the long draught, Dan,
for the Hip Priest.
I said drink the long draught, Dan,
for the Hip Priest!
He's not appreciated
He's not appreciated
White collar hits motorway services
It's the Hip Priest
From the eyes he can see, they know
It's the Hip Priest
He's not appreciated.
It's purple psychology.
Not just an old lady's.
That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest
That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest
And he's gonna make an appearance.
He's gonna make an appearance.
Was shown in a freakshow early on.
And drunk from small brown bottles since I was so long.
Cause I'm a Hip Priest
Cause I'm a Hip Priest
People only need me when they're down and gone to seed.
Cause I'm a Hip Priest.
Cause I'm a Hip Priest.
It's appreciation half won.
And they hate their allegiance to hip preacher one.
Hip Priest
I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe
I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe
And all the good people know
That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest
All the young groups know
All the young groups know
They can't ever take advantage because I'm a Hip Priest.
I was as clean as a packet of chocolate Treets.
That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest
And if the good people knew they would say
He's not appreciated
He's not appreciated
So drink the long draught, Dan,
for the Hip Priest
04. Fortress/Deer Park
(Burns/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
6:39
Two hours!
With four left wing kids
I spent time in Nazi Fortress
Much discussion in room C-H-1-O-C-H-11
I did not understand why
I could not accept the fact
that I'd accepted the contract
Much discussion in this institution
Much discussion in boiled beef and carrots
Room C-H-1-O-C-H-2-O-11
It was clear in the window eye
The brick outlined the blue sky
And I had to go round the gay graduates in the toilets
And Good King Harry was there (fucking Jimmy Saville)
Much discussion in room C-H-1-O-C-H-2-O-11
Much discussion in room C-H-1-O-C-H-2-O-11
I took a walk down West 11
I had to wade through 500 European punks
In an off-license I rubbed up with some oiks
Who threw some change on the Asian counter
And asked polite if that covered two lagers
A hospital discharge asked me where he could crash
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type artist ranch
This is where C Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Spare a thought for the sleeping promo dept.
They haven't had an idea in two years
Dollars and deutchmarks keep the company on its feet
Say have you ever have a chance to meet
Fat Captain Beefheart imitators with zits?
Who is the King Shag Corpse?
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where C Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
The young blackies get screwed up the worst
They've gone over to the Hampstead house suss
In the English system they implicitly trust
See the A&R civil servants
They get a sex thrill out of a sixteenth of Moroccan
They get a sex thrill out of a sixteenth of Moroccan
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type artist ranch
This is where C Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Yes, dear chap, it hasn't changed that much
It's still a subculture art-dealer jerk-off
Yes, dear chap, it hasn't changed that much
It's still a subculture art-dealer jerk-off
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where C Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where loads of punks congregate in the dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
It's a large type minstrel ranch
This is where C Wilson wrote Ritual in the Dark
Have you been to the English Deer Park?
Hey tourist it wasn't quite like what you thought
Hey Manchester group what wasn't what you thought
Hey Scottish group that wasn't quite like what you thought
Hey Manchester group that wasn't what you thought
Hey Scottish group that wasn't quite like what you thought
Quite like what you thought
Hey Midlands, scooped yer, how d'you ever get the job?
Hey Manchester group from it wasn't quite like what you thought
Quite like what you thought
Guess what
Guess guess guess...
Guess what
05. Mere Pseud Mag. Ed.
(Smith)
2:48
His heart organ was where it should be
His brain was in his arse
His hand was well out of his pocket
His psyche's in the hearth
Had a beard which was weird
Some time ago heard Ramones in '81
Has a Spanish guitar
Real ale, curry as well - sophisticate!
Spanish guitar doesn't get far
In computer teaching job
His dreamgirl sings adverts for the Weetabix
A fancied wit that's imitation of Rumpole of Bailey
Who's causes and rags were phoenix-like
They were do-do like
They were comfort blanket type
Pho-do in fact
Pho-do in fact
Pho-do in fact
He had a weak pisser
And one night at darts match
Decadent sandwich quaff
He showed he was a big fan of double-entendre
Saw Not the Nine O'Clock News History of the World Part One
Twice each at least
Twice each at least
Twice each at least
Mere pseud mag editor's father (x12)
06. Winter (Hostel-Maxi)
(Scanlon/Smith)
4:24
Entrances uncovered
Street signs you never saw
All entrances delivered
Courtesy winter
You got Manny in the library
Working off his hangover 3:30
You get the spleen at 3:15
But it's 3:13
The mad kid walked left-side south-side towards me
He was about 7
His mother was a cleaning lady
She had a large black dog
And the mad kid said:
"Gimme the lead
Gimme the lead
Gimme the lead"
I'd just walked past the alcoholics' dry-out house
The lawn was littered with cans of Barbican
There was a feminist's Austin Maxi parked outside
With anti-nicotine anti-nuclear stickers on the side
...on the inside and they didn't even smoke...
Anyway two weeks before the mad kid had said to me
"I'll take both of you on,
I'll take both of you on"
Then he seemed the young one
He had a parka on and a black cardboard Archbishop's hat
With a green-fuzz skull and crossbones
He'd just got back from the backward kids' party
Anyway then he seemed the young one
But now he looked like the victim of a pogrom
Entrances uncovered
Street signs you never saw
All entrances delivered
Courtesy winter
Entrances uncovered
All enquiries too
All entrances delivered
Courtesy winter
07. Winter 2
(Scanlon/Smith)
4:29
On the first floor of the dryout house
Was a replica dartboard
And the man on the floor
Sorta went out of window, over the lawn
And round to the mad kid
"Please take this medallion,
Please wear this medallion.
It's no sign of authority.
Wear the gold and put it on"
Courtesy winter
(Winter)
So [around the] mad kid
Man on the first floor said
"I just looked round
I just looked round
I just looked round
"And my youth it was sold"
Two white doves cross the sky
There fly krakens
And sometimes, that little.....
Makes me tremble
Courtesy winter
The mad kid had 4 lights, the average is 2.5 lights
The mediocre has 2 lights, the sign of genius is three lights
There's one light left, that's the one light
That's the science law
Courtesy winter
08. Just Step S'ways
(The Fall)
3:21
When what used to excite you does not
Like you've used up all your allowance of experiences
Head filled with a mass of too-well-known people
(This is an important aspect of Big Priest.
His hypnotic induction process.
His commercial last chance)
Just step sideways from this world today
Just step sideways round this place today
Just step sideways round this world today
Just step outside this grubby place today
Don't ever hit that vulgar cave
The joker says: 'Go the opposite way'
Just step outside this futurist world today
Just step right round this...today
The Eastern Bloc rocks to Elton John.
So just step sideways from this place today
To be a celebrity you've gotta eat the past, nowadays
But who wants to be in a Hovis advert, anyway?
Just step right round this futurist world today
Just step outside this grubby place today
Just skip out miss the ice flicks of Bacardi
Just step outside this future world today
Don't let it beat ya
Don't let it whip ya
Jump on the back of nicotine
Hit those lung wurm back rays
Just step outside this future world today
Today X6
...world today
Just step sideways from this place today
Jump on the back of nicotine
Hit those lung-wurm back-rays
Just step outside this future world today
Today X 4
09. Who Makes The Nazis?
(Smith)
4:27
Who makes the nazis?
Who makes the nazis?
I'll tell ya who makes the nazis
All the Os
Wino
Spermo
29 year old
Arse-licking hate [....] old
Who makes the Nazis?
Bad Tele-V
Who makes the Nazis?
Balding smug faggots
Intellectual half-wits
All the Os
Who makes the Nazis?
The Nazis are long horn
Long horn breed
Long horn--Long horn breed
Long horns--Long horn breed
Who makes the Nazis?
Remember when I used to follow you home from school babe?
Before I got picked up for paedophelia
Who makes the Nazis?
Motels like three split-level mirages
Who makes the Nazis?
Buffalo lips on toast, smiling
Who makes the Nazis?
I put a finger on the weird.
This was real Irish know.
Joe was then good as gold
And told of the rapists in the Spa Motel.
The real mould.
Who makes the Nazis?
Benny's cob-web eyes!
Who makes the Nazis?
Bad-bias TV
Arena badges
BBC, George Orwell, Burmese police
Who Makes the Nazis?
Long horn--Long horn breed
Long horns--Long horn breed
Who makes the Nazis?
(Rest rooms)
Black burnt flesh
Hark hark
Crack unit species
Who makes the Nazis?
(All the O's cross country)
Who makes the Nazis?
[Man] super shag-artists
Who makes the Nazis?
Bad-bias Tele-V
You mind tellin me?
Here's a word from Bobby
When you're out of rocks, just give them real soul
Hates not your enemy, love's your enemy
Murder all bush monkeys
Long horn, Long horn breed
Who makes the Nazis?
Who makes the Nazis?
Bad-bias TV
Real mould
Real Irish know, Joe.
Who makes the Nazis?
Intellectual half-wits
Long horn--Long horn breed
Long horn--Long horn breed
Long horn--Long horn breed
Who makes the Nazis?
10. Iceland
(Hanley, S/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
6:41
A plate steel object was fired
And I did not feel for my compatriots
Hated even the core of myself
Not a matter of ill-health
It was fear of weakness deep in core of myself
The fact attainment was out of...
Mounting orations
..populations
To be humbled in Iceland
Sing of legend, sing of destruction
Witness the last of the god-men
Hear about Megas Jonsson [1]
Cast the runes against your own soul
There is not much more time to go
Work fifteen hours for the good of the soul
And be humbled in Iceland
Sit in the gold room
Fall down flat in the Cafe Iol [2]
Without a glance from the clientele
Good coffee black as well,
Hair blond as hell
Cast the runes against your own soul
Roll up for the underpants show
And be humbled in Iceland
And the spawn of the volcano
Is thick and impatient
Like the people around it.
See a green goblin redhead, redhead
Make a grab for the book of prayers.
Do anything for a bit of attention
Get humbled in Iceland
What the goddamn fuck is it?
That played the pipes of aluminum
A Memorex for the Krakens
That induces this rough text
And casts the runes against the self-soul
And humbles in Iceland
Notes:
[1] Megas Jonsson is considered to be "the father of Icelandic rock'n'roll". He "ridiculed the sacred Sagas of [Iceland], wrote scathing, surreal lyrics, got heavily into booze and drugs, was barred from radio and shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album called Plans For Suicide announced his retirement, and hasn't performed in public since; he's now a dock worker." - from Colin Irwin's 26 September 1981 Melody Maker article about the Fall in Iceland. In fact, Megas Jonsson started recording again a few years after that article.
[2] Cafe Iol is a famous meeting spot in Reykjavik where MES hung out when in Iceland
11. And This Day
(Hanley, S/Riley/Smith)
10:22
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
And this day
No matter what and never [?] who fills baskets or who's just there
You show me the bloody poor bores
You show me the bloody poor bores
And this day
And this day
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
So you even mistrust your own feelings
And this day
And this day
And this day
No matter what and never [?] who fills baskets or who's just there
The whole Earth shudders
And this day
And this day
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here, [Jim Kidder?]
And this day
Who are the translators?
And this day
[?]
And this day
And this day
Seen from a bottom glass phutt cig
And this day
The old feelings came back
[?]
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here [Jim Kidder?]
And this day
[?]
And this day
The whole Earth shudders
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
You even mistrust your own feelings
And this day
The old feelings came back
Big fat skinful s-plug s-mart [?]
And this day
The old feelings came back
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here [Jim Kidder?][?]
And this day
And this day
No matter what and never [?] who fills baskets or who's just there
Who are the translators?
Who are the translators?
The body's like a US football player's
Blades make presence felt
Worked 3 weeks nearly full solid
And this day
And this day
My shoulder feels like it's got a [?] and it [?] it will soon heal up
And this day
The old feelings came back
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here [Jim Kidder?][?]
And this day
The whole Earth shudders
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
The surroundings are screaming on the roads
You even mistrust your own feelings
And the greyer B-1 Glandel area
Who are the translators?
Who are the translators?
[?]
And this day
The old feelings came back
Take a [?] area
Big fat skinful s-plug s-mart [?] brain slag
And this day
And this day
[?]
And this day
And this day
And this day
And this day
And this day
And this day
And this day
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere
Everywhere just no fucking respite for us here Jim Kidder?
(LP side 1: tracks 1-6; LP side 2: tracks 7-11)
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Credits
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Mark E Smith - vocals, tapes, guitar
Marc Riley - guitar, keyboards
Craig Scanlon - guitar, vocals, keyboards
Steve Hanley - bass, vocals
Paul Hanley - drums, guitar
Karl Burns - drums, vocals, tapes
With:
Kay Carroll - vocals, percussion
Produced by: Richard Mazda and Mark E Smith
Engineered by: Tony Sutcliffe
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Recording info & notes
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Recorded at Hijorite, Reykjavik, Iceland in September 1981 (tracks 3 & 10) and at the Regal Cinema, Hitchin in December 1981.
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Overseas releases
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Released in Australia and New Zealand in 1982 on Gap Records on LP (GAPK 1007) and cassette (TC-GAPK 1007). Released in Germany in 1982 on LP on Line Records (LLP 5194 AP). Tracklistings and cover the same as the original UK release.
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1986 Line reissue
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Reissued in 1986 on Line Records (Germany) on LP: LILP 4.00126; CD: LICD 9.00126; and Cassette: ?.00126 with the original tracklisting and cover. The LP was pressed in white vinyl.
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1999 Voiceprint reissue
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Reissued on 16 April 1999 on Cog Sinister via Voiceprint, CD: COGVP119CD with the original tracklisting and cover.
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2002 Voiceprint "+" reissue
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Reissued on 2 December 2002 on Cog Sinister via Voiceprint, CD: COGVP141CD with the original tracklisting plus bonus tracks:
12. Look, Know (Smith/Riley/Hanley, S/Burns/Riley) 4:48
13. I'm Into C.B. (Smith) 6:32
Bonus tracks 12-13 taken from the Look, Know single. Released as Hex Enduction Hour+, with a green + symbol added to the cover artwork (see image gallery). 24 bit remastered from vinyl.
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2005 Sanctuary reissue
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Reissued on 17 January 2005 on Castle, a label of Sanctuary Records Group, CD: CMQDD1059 (2 CDs) with the original tracklisting on CD1 plus bonus tracks on CD2:
01. Deer Park
(Burns/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
4:26
02. Who Makes The Nazis?
(Smith)
2:56
03. I'm Into C.B.
(Smith)
6:30
04. Session Musician (Bierkeller, Leeds 5 November 1981)
(Smith/Riley/Scanlon/Hanley, S)
9:11
05. Jazzed Up Punk Shit (666 Club, Manchester 15 May 1982)
(Scanlon/Riley/Hanley, S/Smith)
4:10
06. I'm Into C.B. (Stars On 45 Version) (Fagins, Manchester 30 September 1981)
(Carroll/Scanlon/Smith)
3:13
07. And This Day (Mainstreet, Auckland, NZ soundcheck 20 August 1982)
(Smith/The Fall))
6:13
08. Deer Park (Mainstreet, Auckland, NZ 20 August 1982)
(Burns/Riley/Scanlon/Smith)
9:34
09. And This Day (Revisted) (Astoria 2, London 26 February 1997)
(Smith/The Fall)
5:24
CD2 tracks 1-2 are from John Peel radio session #5; track 3 is the B-side of the Look, Know single; tracks 4-9 are live recordings at venues and dates as listed above. The information in the CD booklet references the wrong tracks and is incomplete. The 2 other tracks from John Peel session #5 and Look, Know (the 7" A-side to track 3) were withdrawn from this reissue at the request of Mark E Smith.
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2005 Earmark vinyl reissue
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Reissued 12 September 2005 on Earmark (Italy) on LP: EAR40040LP (2 LPs) with the original tracklisting on LP1 and LP2 comprising tracks 3-9 from CD2 of the 2005 Sanctuary reissue. A 180gm vinyl pressing. Earmark is a joint venture between Sanctuary Records Group and Get Back Records of Italy.
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2007 Sanctuary reissue
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Reissued on 23 April 2007 on Sanctuary Midline on CD: SMBCD427 with the original tracklisting in a CD digipak, as a budget release for HMV stores in the UK.
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