Funky ass wah wah and insistent groove. 

Recorded and mixed shortly after Hurricane Katrina.

The Bottom Line

What is the value of our vote? Who do our representatives represent? Politician's promises are quickly burnt in the memory hole, or dismissed as campaign rhetoric and lip service. This song, written in 2006, questions the efficacy of voting in 2 party systems, and posits that it merely serves to perpetuate the status quo.
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Live (home) studio recording - take 2. No overdubs.
Mixed by Landlord Willie

Dan - Drums
Law - Fender Jazz Bass
Hen - Epiphone Les Paul Guitar
Ian - Vocals, Ibanez Roadstar Guitar, Boss rc300 Samples.
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Lyrics:

This is the system called democracy
Every 4 years you can put a cross for me
Or my cousin, like brethren from the Boston tea
And we send our little system out across the sea

I was moved when I saw them standing in the queues
To the left, to the right, following their cues
I was moved when I saw them heads on the news
X got the hex got you next got to choose

They say if you don’t vote then you can’t complain
Turn it around and repeat that again
If you do vote then you can complain
For 4 long years and repeat that again
If you don’t vote then you can’t complain
Turn it around and repeat that again
If you do vote then you can complain
For 4 long years and repeat that again

Do I see right, or do I need to get my eyes fixed
Cleanse the virus in my iris like Osiris
And let ‘em wire us, get all up inside us
Get a clear view for blindness
To unite us or divide us, these dudes are playing Midas
The hands are cold who are touching the gold
Get a clear view in your rear view to fight the blindness.
Solo - - - - - Gmaj7 A x 4 - - - - - - End

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After writing this song, I came upon this apposite quote by the late great comedian George Carlin:

"Everybody complains about politicians. Everybody says, "They suck". But where do people think these politicians come from? They don't fall out of the sky. They don't pass through a membrane from another reality. No, they come from American homes, American families, American schools, American churches, American businesses, and they're elected by American voters. This is the best we can do, folks. It's what our system produces: Garbage in, garbage out.

....I have solved this political dilemma in a very direct way: I don't vote. On Election Day, I stay home. I firmly believe that if you vote, you have no right to complain. Now, some people like to twist that around. They say, "If you don't vote, you have no right to complain", but where's the logic in that? If you vote, and you elect dishonest, incompetent politicians, and they get into office and screw everything up, you are responsible for what they have done. You voted them in. You caused the problem. You have no right to complain.

I, on the other hand, who did not vote -- who did not even leave the house on Election Day -- am in no way responsible for that these politicians have done and have every right to complain about the mess that you created. That I didn't have anything to do with. So when you're having one of those swell elections that you like so much...on that day I will be doing essentially the same as you...the only difference is when I get done masturbating I'll have a little something to show for it."

System (called democracy)

Ever been placed in a difficult situation at work? This song is a tale of such woe.
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Live (home) studio recording - take 2. No overdubs.
Mixed by Landlord Willie

Dan - Drums
Law - Fender Jazz Bass
Hen - Bongos / Shaker
Ian - Vocals, Ibanez Roadstar Guitar, Tanglewood superfolk acoustic
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Lyrics:

Picked up the slack
Nearly done broke my back
Taking all your flack
Well, you know where you can stick that, Jack

Well if you want me to stay
Better not play that way
A game you can keep
Sow as you plan to reap

I see your busted flush
Giving my head a rush
So give my head some peace
Kinda like you the least	

Exposure

You know it’s pretty low
To talk about others so
Maybe I don’t need to know
Sure to hell I ain’t your bro

Don’t like this where this is heading
This old balloon’s got lead in
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So I turn on the li – hi - ight

Cut Me Some Slack

Luggage - wir packen effektreiche Gitarrenriffs, funky Basslines, Saxophon, Beats & Samples in die Koffer. Wenn wir dann vor euch auspacken, verschmilzt das zu rockigen, psychedelischen Grooves. Und die Texte sind halt gut. AberTanzen sollte doch meist den Vorrang genießen!

"Gekonnt versteht es die Hamburger Band Luggage, die verschiedenste Musikstilen zu mischen und zu einem einzigartigen Soundteppich zu verweben. Die Instrumente werden mit live Samples, Gesang, Rapping und Percussion kombiniert. Die Texte handeln von Themen , die uns alle jeden Tag beschäftigen: Liebe, Politik und das gesellschaftlicher miteinander. Bandmitglieder kommen aus Deutschland, England und Bulgarien."

Based in Hamburg, Germany.

Members of Luggage:
Ian Bennett - Guitar and vocals
Lawrence Coronel - Bass, Keys and vocals
Henning Krull - Guitar and backing vocals
Daniel Fischer - Drums and beatbox

Live in Hamburg:
Get Your Groove On:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0_FcQmTQUJk

History Books
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oQ2s_hPtGlU

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