Review Summary: And nothing changes, if we don't change ourselves.
Today, the world told me, "
No."
No, you
can't try to teach yourself partial differential equations from scratch in four days and expect to pass that exam.
No, you
don't have enough time between work and school to finish your piano assignment.
No, that police officer
isn't just going to look the other way and not be a dick as you illegally cross that completely deserted street. Well this is me telling the world to fuck off for twenty-three minutes, before I tell it to change its goddamn mind. So for now: fuck off, world.
Dangers frontman Al Brown has been telling the world to fuck off for a good long while now. In a recent live video, he precedes their set with "This song is off an album called
Anger, an emotion that I feel about twenty-three and a half hours a day." Based on this, set alongside his vitriolic songwriting and generally irate shenanigans, some people have chosen to quantify Brown as "mad." Well it's almost certain that these people are stupid fucking idiots who floss their pearly white chompers with coyote pubes, because Brown isn't just "mad", he's
angry. And he's far too sane and conscious of such ignorant dimwits to be mad in the other sense of the word. Hence, he and three other pissed off dudes formed Dangers, and articulated a good deal of their frustration on 2006's appropriately named
Anger.
Dangers aren't exactly angry in the common sense of the world. They don't do what they do just because they failed a test, because their daddies beat them, or on account of some moronic slag who fucked them over. They're mad because all four of them firmly believe the third line of the third track on
Anger, 'A Missed Chance for a Meaningful Abortion':
I can't stand ten of ten people I see
it's like this world took a shit for a billion years
and shat it all right down on me.
Al Brown just isn't okay with the sort of situations and people that our current society breeds, be it '
liposuction soccer moms" or a chauvinistic police officer (who also happens to be his brother) - "
a necessary evil, but an evil all the same." Unlike much of the punk scene's other habitants, these dudes don't see a whole lot of hope for the situation at bay. This temperament is reflected throughout
Anger, from Brown's piercing screams to the scathingly anti-establishment songwriting, beneath every vicious drumbeat and in each seething guitar line. Closing track 'We Have More Sense Than Lies' communicates this attitude best, conceding that anger isn't the answer but it's at least the start of it. Simply put, Dangers can't imagine being anything other than infuriated all the time. They can't imagine it for themselves, they can't accept it on behalf on anyone else. If anything, their one hope is that people can one day wake up and break free from their obtuse perceptions of life and society. As much as I'd like to see that exam padded with a major curve, or to look on as that police officer is publicly castrated, I too understand that life merits very little fairness. Though Al Brown and I may agree on such a notion, I really can't say that I've got any right to feel on the same level of fury as he is. But I figure if you're going to look up someone for telling the world to fuck itself, you might as well take notes from the best.
So get angry.
Or change your goddamn mind.
