Wave the black flag. Pull on your ski masks. Louis Lingg and the Bombs is here! We make explosive, righteous and sometimes very funny pop bombs dropped from high up on cloud crazy.
This is our year zero. This is our musical vomit after snacking on a lifetime of punk, hardcore, techno, hip hop, electro and pop song. We can’t keep that meal down; it has to come out.
We want to write songs for people to listen to whilst street fighting. This is the sound of the revolution. The sound of Molotovs hitting their targets. The sound of police retreating.
Emma Goldman said it’s not my revolution if I can’t dance to it. We like that a lot and would add that it’s not our revolution if we can’t laugh hysterically at stupid jokes. Down with the po-faced, sour anarchist stereotypes.
We love anarcho bands like Crass and Chumbawumba. We love pop genius like Pansy Division. We love rock weirdness like Butthole Surfers. We love the Crimethinc collective and Subcommandante Marcos for the poetry. We love the black bloc.
Music may not be able to save the world but we want to be there when capitalism burns, laughing and playing our guitars.
We want our mp3s playing in the headphones of kids while they barricade streets against riot cops.
Everyone must do their part in the revolution. Everyone has different skills to bring to the fight. We are best at writing quirky pop-punk songs, so that’s what we’ll damn well do!