Everything Went Black
Produced by Black Flag
Keith Morris vocals on tracks 1-9
Ron Reyes vocals on tracks 10-14
Dez Cadena – lead vocals on tracks 15-24
Greg Ginn – guitar
Chuck Dukowski – bass
Bryan Migdol – drums on tracks 1-9
Robo – drums on tracks 10-24
01. Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie
02. I Don’t Care” (written by Morris and Ginn)
03. White Minority
04. No Values
07. Clocked In
08. Police Story
09. Wasted (written by Morris and Ginn)
10. Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie
12. Police Story
13. Clocked In
14. My Rules
15. Jealous Again
16. Police Story
17. Damaged I (Ginn and Cadena)
18. Louie Louie (written by Richard Berry)
19. No More (written by Dukowski)
20. Room 13 (written by Ginn and Medea)
22. Damaged II (written by Ginn and Cadena)
23. Padded Cell (written by Ginn and Dukowski)
24. Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie
25. Crass Commercialism (Black Flag)
Everything Went Black is a compilation album by Black Flag. It was released in 1982 by SST Records. The compilation comprises early songs recorded before Henry Rollins became the band’s vocalist in 1981, and was initially released without the group’s name on its cover, due to their lawsuit with MCA/Unicorn. Instead, the names of the group members were listed on the first release.
Not a whole lot to say about this album, it’s damn near perfect.
If you don’t have it, buy it!
Rating: *** three out of three stars
On to the story . . .
About a month ago I worked in a factory constructing frames. It was busy work, lifting fixtures that needed to be attached to the frames, etc.
The day started real early, I was out of bed before 5:00 everyday, and not loving it.
Anyway, after we would clock in, they had this old grouchy Hispanic guy that would lead a stretching session.
He wouldn’t announce it, he just bellow, “Uno, dos . . .” He would hold different poses, bending his fingers back towards himself, then squat and each pose he would yell one through ten in Spanish. And I mean yell. God forbid you were in the restroom when he started, instant laxative.
After fifteen to twenty minutes of this he would instantly stop, turn around and start working on his frames.
My first day there I did the routine. Then went to lunch at around 10:30ish. Clocked back in and boom “UNO, DOS, TRES, CUATRO, CINCO, SEIS!” It turns out the stretching sessions were twice daily.
Scared the crap out of me. Now, about once a week I wake in the middle of the night I swear I hear numbers being shouted out.
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