Martyrdöd: List, LP (Vinyl)
Martyrdöd: List, LP (Vinyl)
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Martyrdöd
List

  • LP (Vinyl)
  • European Union
  • D-Takt & Räpunk Records
  • (DTAKT078)
  • La Familia Releases
  • (MEMBER 40+28)
  • 10 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX+ / EX+
  • virgin
  • new and unplayed but not sealed

tracks

A1

Overlevaren

A2

List

A3

Wipeout

A4

Oemotstandlig

A5

Over Pa Ett Stick

B1

Harmagedon

B2

Handlost Fallen Angel

B3

Drömtid

B4

Intervention

B5

Transmission

Credits

Arranged By
  • Pontus Redig
  • Mikael Kjellman
Producer
  • Pontus Redig
Artwork
  • Andrea Di Serego Alighieri
  • Felicia Von Zweigbergk
Layout
  • Andrea Di Serego Alighieri
  • Felicia Von Zweigbergk
Bass
  • Fredrik Reinedahl
Drums
  • Jens Bäckelin
Guitar
  • Pontus Redig
  • Mikael Kjellman
Backing Vocals
  • Pontus Redig
Vocals
  • Mikael Kjellman
Music By
Lyrics By
Performer
  • Martyrdöd
Recorded By
  • Martyrdöd
  • Fredrik Nordström
  • Henrik Udd
Mixed By
  • Martyrdöd
  • Fredrik Nordström
  • Henrik Udd
Mastered By
  • Martyrdöd
  • Fredrik Nordström
  • Henrik Udd

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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.