Hunters and Collectors – Scream Who

Portions from Wikkipedia :

Hunters & Collectors are an Australian rock band formed in 1981. Fronted by founding mainstay, singer-songwriter and guitarist Mark Seymour, they developed a blend of pub rock and art-funk. Other mainstays are John Archer on bass guitar, Doug Falconer on drums and percussion. Soon after forming they were joined by Jack Howard on trumpet and keyboards, Jeremy Smith on French horn, guitars and keyboards, and Michael Waters on trombone and keyboards. Also acknowledged as a founder was engineer and art designer Robert Miles. Joining in 1988, Barry Palmer, on lead guitar, remained until they disbanded in 1998. The group reformed in 2013 with the 1998 line-up.

Originally Hunters & Collectors were influenced by Krautrock and productions of Conny Plank, featuring strong percussive influences, noisy guitar, and driving bass lines. Their sound was in the vein of Talking Heads‘ 1980 album Remain in Light. Hunters & Collectors used Plank to produce two of their early albums, The Fireman’s Curse (1983) and The Jaws of Life (1984), but neither charted into the Top 50 of the Australian Kent Music Report Albums Chart. Their first Top 10 album, Human Frailty (1986), also featured their logo, a H & C symbol, where the “&” consists of twin snakes entwined around a hunting knife, a variation of a caduceus.

Later Top 10 studio albums were Ghost Nation (1989), Cut (1992), and Demon Flower (1994). Their hit singles were “Talking to a Stranger” (1982), “Throw Your Arms Around Me” (1984), “Say Goodbye” (1986), “When the River Runs Dry” (1989), “True Tears of Joy” (1992), and “Holy Grail” (1993). They became one of the best live acts in Australia and according to musicologist Ian McFarlane, their “great achievement was to lay bare human emotions in the intensely ritualistic milieu of the pub-rock gig”.

Mostly from the Trouser Press :

At the outset, Melbourne’s Hunters & Collectors offered an Australian response to The Fall or The Birthday Party: an unapologetic bleak and powerful ensemble capable of horrendous noise, gripping drama and slithery funk. They do all three on both eponymous albums, which are almost entirely different records. The Australian release is a self-produced double-album with only three tracks common to the UK/US single disc of the same name, which Mike Howlett produced. (And remixed “Talking to a Stranger.”) Utterly oblique lyrics (and a credit to the band as a whole for “lyrics, music, artwork, management”) typify this enigmatic album. Fans of challenging, noisy rock and rhythm should enjoy, if not understand, this; real enthusiasts would do well to seek out both versions.

And yes, I did see them live in Edmonton when they were on their ‘Jaws of Life Tour back in 85’ or so. I had painted a Matchbox towtruck yellow and gave it Mark Seymour when he was on stage. He smiled and winked and shoved it in his pocket. I wonder if he still has it.

Welcome Back to The Stone Age :

There is and has been a universal unwillingness to suspend disbelief that this is happening, in plain sight, since 1992 or so. It’s a generally accepted psychosis similar to the ability of the hysterical climate extinction rebellion screamers to believe what they were encouraged to believe and respond to the way they have done. At least they’ve relaxed their stance and volume on that threat of extinction. Why do they not protest the biological warfare and threat of extinction that has been launched against the entire world under the positive spin of The Great RESET? Perhaps The Left, where screamers reside, has been a suicidal death cult all along. Perhaps Nihilism has been their core belief system since they could scrawl their first unintelligible markings on rock facings all along. Their language has regressed to incoherent screeches and Cultural Marxist talking points. Perhaps their erosion of humanity and quest for depravity and free stuff has reached an end and that their true purpose has been revealed. This true purpose realized would negate the need for the great cull that is happening now. Perhaps the sane world needs a coalition of those willing to let and help them realize their higher purpose without taking the sane and hopeful with them.

Let them pass.

Let Darwin take steroids.

If this current world madness and psychosis persists those that remain and survive what is surely to come will be reduced to warring tribes of hunters and collectors, using crude tools repurposed from a time when man made things to enable progress. We will become roaming bands of desperate raiding opportunists, robbing, raping, raiding, killing and pilliaging through remaining habitable lands and populations for the amusement of some elite audience that watches from The New Surveillance Apperatus of The Fourth Industrial Revolution.

Pass the organic popcorn.

Hold my craft beer.

Ug.

We bought a yellow towtruck
To drive it round and round our neighbourhood
We pass it round
Pass around this plumber’s friend
Pass it round
Pass around the plumber’s friend
And then we even built a yellow towtruck
And drove it out into the big country
We went way past the Dimazio Line
The distortion was incredible
All of Groper’s Fat Gang dressed in sleeveless T-shirts
Whinging, whinging for perfection
Hear them whinging, whinging for perfection
We bought a yellow towtruck
And drove this organ round the big country
We went way past the Dimazio Line
The distortion was incredible
All of Groper’s Fat Gang dressed in sleeveless T-shirts
Whinging, they’re whinging for perfection
Hear them whinging, hear them whinging for perfection
Generous towtruck
Here it comes
Generous towtruck
We were dancing in a pig marathon
So who’s taken my bloody wheelchair?
We got ourselves a stick-book situation here
So we had better phone for the yellow towtruck, hadn’t we?
And we had to swab the plumber’s fat
We had to hand-crank our way out, we had to hand-crank our way out
But we dragged it all the way out there, and all the way back
We dragged it all the way out there, and all the way…
Back back
Change down you fools!
Change down!
Stop, stop, stop!
That’s it, go home!
It’s the end of the song!
So go!
Generous towtruck
Here it comes
Generous towtruck

From National Geographic –

Hunter-gatherer cultures forage or hunt food from their environment. Often nomadic, this was the only way of life for humans until about 12,000 years ago when archaeologic studies show evidence of the emergence of agriculture. Human lifestyles began to change as groups formed permanent settlements and tended crops. There are still a few hunter-gatherer peoples today. Explore the lifestyle of hunter-gatherers in your classroom with these resources.

Hunter-gatherers were prehistoric nomadic groups that harnessed the use of fire, developed intricate knowledge of plant life and refined technology for hunting and domestic purposes as they spread from Africa to Asia, Europe and beyond. 

From The History Channel –

From African hominins of 2 million years ago to modern-day Homo sapiens, the evolution of humans can be traced through what the hunter-gatherers left behind—tools and settlements that teach us about the hunter-gatherer diet and way of life of early humans. Although hunting and gathering societies largely died out with the onset of the Neolithic Revolution, hunter-gatherer communities still endure in a few parts of the world.