Skitsystem: Stigmata, LP (Vinyl)
Skitsystem: Stigmata, LP (Vinyl)
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Skitsystem
Stigmata

  • LP (Vinyl)
  • United States
  • Havoc Records
  • (HC-1231)
  • 12 Tracks
  • EX / EX+
  • virgin

tracks

A1

Apokalypsens Svarta Änglar

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A2

Våld

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A3

Stigmata

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A4

Hat, Klass Och Rang

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A5

Min Borg Av Hud

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A6

Blodskam

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B1

Det Samvetslösa Hatets Plågor

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B2

Den Mörka Floden I Vårt Hjärta

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B3

Öppen Grav

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B4

Slutstation Babylon

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B5

Solidaritetens Sista Utpost

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B6

Lepra

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Credits

Bass
  • Alexander Höglind
Vocals
  • Alexander Höglind
  • Fredrik Wallenberg
Drums
  • Kalle Persson
Engineer
  • "Praktikant" Dennis
  • BumpaBerra
  • Fredrik Nordström
Mixed By
  • Fredrik Nordström
  • Skitsystem
Guitar
  • Mikael Kjellman
  • Fredrik Wallenberg
Lacquer Cut By
  • Mark Richardson
Mastered By
  • Göran Finnberg

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The real, great rock 'n' roll swindle? Don't look for it in the Pistols, well, in Mac Laren' movie The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle... you'd better search Belgium, and more specifically somewhere near Lou Deprijck and Yvan Lacomblez, two born-and-bred “Brusselians[1] ”. If their names don't ring a bell at first glance, you've most likely already wiggled to the interplanetary hit which brought them fortune (in every way): “Ça plane pour moi”! Oh yeah, France already had Antoine's “Élucubrations”, a mildly transgressive hit in its own way... and an unprecedented landslide in Gallic memory. But this time, another category was tackled! “Ca plane pour moi”? A moronic song by a crappy singer... The prank swept through the world and within a few months, no less than one million 45s were sold just in France. And the incredible part is that it was to spawn a mass-produced bunch of cover versions, finally becoming – how ironic – a universal punk anthem: think what you will, it IS the hold-up of the century! Of course, such a cash cow would arouse envy and create quite a few vocations among our fellow countrymen. The song's trademark derision was finally about to bridge the missing link between original punk – too violent, too dirty – and the general public eager to enjoy a little Saturday-night pogo.