THE S!C!A!B! MANIFESTO
S C A B - (N V I)
We are the incrustation of the wound that is on modern music. We were formed with the drying up of the discharge from the diseased part of your "entertainment" world. We hold that the truths of your lies will become self-evident. WE WILL BE THE MOLESTATION OF YOUR "SCENE." There is no need for pompous haircuts and fashion victimization. We will scratch the itch that music has become. We will show you that you are the scurvy of the post modern world. We want to see your world of colas and gentrification continue to drain you of all your essence. We are the mange that is attacking all the herds of artistic sheep that permeate the present. We have chosen to be the irregular proturbance which defaces the surface of your social casting. We will break away from the part of the mold, to embrace and love all hideous monsters. We are mean, dirty, paltry fellows, and we do not hide this fact. We revel in it! We are the replacements who engage in artistic endeavors to lower results than those fixed by the world of corporate capitol gain. We take the place of your current artists because we feel that the public should strike against the "art" being released in this "modern" age. Anyone can create, especially those who are not special in some beautiful, social, economic, or spiritual way.
S A N D - (N)
We will be the fine particle of stone that isn't reduced to dust, but is the problem in your undies after you've been to the beach. We will be that abrasion on your skin, contantly making you think back to it and making you uncomfortable. We are a collective of single particles of such stones put together to rub a wound on the pretenses of modern man. We know that we are only a moment or interval of time, but we also know that all hideous things must have their moment. We also know that when you were a child you ate sand at the beach and it made you very sick. We hope to achieve that goal once more with our collective. As sand, one day the terms and extent of our lives will expire and slip back into the ocean. That is why we must become transcendental terrorists and destroy all beauties.
W I T C H - (N)
We are the black magik and art of the current "scene." We will stick you with
pins and needles and tape your reactions, laughing with glee. We possess the supernatural
power by compact with an evil spirit to play music of the devil, heaven, and hell. We will
show the world that falling with grace is much better than falling from grace. We will use
this term to conjure the fears of the "modern" world and spit out ghosts of the
future. We will excersize more than common power of attraction; a charming or bewitching
frequency given to mischief that will permeate your creed-ridden art world. It is our most
important desire that we fascinate and enchant and create the illusion that witches us to
hear and see.
Copyright Musik As Magik 2003