Rudimentary Peni: EPs of RP

Rudimentary Peni (RP) is Nick Blinko on vocals and guitar, Grant Matthews on bass and Jon Greville on drums. Lyrics by Nick and Grant. Another group on the Crass Records label. There is definitely an anti-establishment element to their lyrics, but it is not manifested via the overt anarchism one gets from most of the other bands on the label. This collection includes their self-titled 7" (1981) and second 7", "Farce" (1982). The art is provided by Nick. For more, check out his book, The Primal Screamer.

Dystopic, schizophrenic, hopeless, gloomy, depressing, incredibly fast, pounding, heavy fuckin' stuff. What more can you say about this band? If you have not heard them before, just give them a chance. I think you will like what you hear.

Over time, RPs releases were sporadic due to Nick's occasional hospitalization for schizoaffective disorder. Their music got even darker with "Death Church" and a little nuttier with the rest of their material aftter that. But the songs on these EPs remain my faves. Tracks 1-12 are from the "Rudimentary Peni" 7". Tracks 13-22 from the "Farce" 7" EP (1982).

Song list:
1. Media Person
2. Him Hymn
3. Blind Dogs
4. B-Ward
5. Crazy Chain
6. The Gardener
7. Teenage Time Killer
8. Hearse
9. Dead Living
10. Black President
11. Tower of Strength
12. Play
13. Sacrifice
14. Cosmetic Plague
15. Subdued Violence
16. Only Human
17. The Bile Ball
18. Farce
19. Bloody Jellies
20. Mice Race
21. Defined By Age
22. Zero Again
23. Bubble

Teenage Time Killer

Teenage time killer,
When it gets old it can wish it was young
Teenage time killer,
Skull of James Dean haunts the dream of the teen
Teenage time killer,
Youth of nausea, youthanasia
(repeat)

Media Person

Green to feel blue?
Is your vision purely golden?
Is your humour black or olden?
Do you find you're getting yellow?
'Though you know you're in the red dread
Red dread red dread red dread red dread red dread red

I'm your media friend
Transparent so close friend

Are you green to feel blue?
Is your vision purely golden?
Is your humour black or olden?
Do you find you're getting yellow?
'Though you know you're in the red dread
Red dread red dread red

I'm your media friend
Around the clock religion

Green to feel blue?
Is your vision purely golden?
Is your humour black or olden?
Do you find you're getting yellow?
'Though you know you're in the red dread
Red dread red dread red dread red dread red dread red

I'm your media friend
With you to the rainbow end
Green to feel blue

Crazy Chain

Crazy crazy chain we're strung up again
Umbilical cord around the neck and pain is sane
Crazy crazy chain gagged & bound inane
Crazy crazy chain label underachieve & plain

Black statue looms in doomsday rooms rap
Fetish worship motivation life-span trap

(repeat)

Crazy crazy crazy crazy chain!

Cosmetic Plague

Being honest is no means of survival, avoid your inner-feelings like the plague,
This is what it takes to comply with the images this structure will accomodate,

But things aren't what they seem when they're partially hidden behind walls of pretence built for peace of mind.

The barriers between us are forever maintained by our acceptance of the roles others choose to define.

In a world of competition life's portrayed as a contest where we're forced to live by making gains at others expense,

But no-one's really gaining when perpetual conflict's the result of our relationships based on pretence,

We don't need this cultural cosmetic division it upholds the self-interest on which the system feeds,

A deconditioned consciousness of mutual respect is the only way to cure this cosmetic disease.