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The Dancer

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Just like this debut album, we’re going to hit the ground running. Here are the facts - they’re called Cocaine Piss, they recorded this slab here with Steve Albini, and then he mixed it too, so he didn’t completely hate it, and... he’s Steve Albini. Besides, they’re from Liège, where the crust punk lineage is strong ever since Hiatus messed things up.

If none of that works to excite you, check your pulse, and then just press play. You’ll be carried away on a yellow stream of pissed off, high energy punk, short blast after short blast of devastating, messy riot grrrl savagery gone very wrong, or very right, or both at the same time. If a noise rock band had been on Amphetamine Reptile in the 90s and fed a constant stream of spiked energy drinks – with the occasional sugar crash, like those maniacs in slow-motion that are the title track or Average Romance, they might have sounded something like this. Apart from the lyrics, of course. Those are very much 2016, strong statements about gender equality often hidden beneath a superficially silly and funny appearance. Yes, there are songs here called Cosmic Bullshit, Shiny Pants or Black Speedo, but just like all the best things in life, there’s much more underneath the crust (pun intended!) of Cocaine Piss than meets the eye.

Like a puddle of shiny vomit or a suspicious stain on the wall shaped like some religious figure, Cocaine Piss are as nasty as they are fascinating. The more you want to look away, the more you’re forced to keep staring, the more your brain says shutdown, the more your body throws awkward dance moves, fully entering the glittershitstorm, still the band’s favourite word and still the best way to describe them in less than a second - José Carlos Santos.

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released September 30, 2016

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Track Name: Ugly Face On
I don’t feel like smiling today
Ugly face on
Just to keep you entertained
Ugly face on
I am burning inside
But my face is cold
And pale and sick
Containing the tantrum
I’m about to throw
Ugly face on
I don’t feel like smiling today
Just to keep you entertained
I don’t feel like smiling today
Ugly face on
Track Name: Sex Weirdos
We are all sex weirdos
Track Name: Cosmic Bullshit
Cosmic bullshit
I want to believe
I want a cure
I want to be
Human and pure
I want to fly
I want it easy
I want beauty
I want a spaceship
Track Name: The Dancer
Candy Lover
Daddy fucker
Trouble maker
Happy loser
She might dance near you
Narrow minded
Just a half brain
Hands are crawling
Now she’s running
She won’t fuck with you
Why don’t you stay away?
Dance away from assholes
Fuck off you fuck
Track Name: Plastic Plants
Plastic plants are alright
And they will never die
They don’t attract butterflies
I don’t need them for oxygen
I enjoy their pretty leaves
I don’t need them for oxygen
I just don’t need them
Plastic plants are alright
I don’t need them for oxygen
I don’t care if you’re a bit fake you’re the world to me
Track Name: Average Romance
At first sight I thought you were dead
There’s no monster inside your head
I see water flooding in there
You found a boring partner
You got married sent résumés swallowed some pills still no fun
You got worried got a headache swallowed some pills still no fun
You got wasted about your age swallowed some pills still no fun
Swallowed some pills still not fun swallowed some pills
You don’t live at all
Track Name: Shiny Pants
I put glitter in my shower and it starts to burn
The thing is when you get older, you’re supposed to learn
I don’t mind being all messy, that leads to no shame
When my skin is getting itchy, I will take the blame
Hang on shiny pants
Track Name: Elegance
Now you look like a robot
Hide your feelings and be polite
Watch me crying and don’t feel bad
Don’t show your boobs, keep them inside
This turtleneck your mommy bought
But now you look like a robot
Elegance is overrated
You feel really sad
Your life is now empty
You cry in your brand new car
And never felt so lonely
Track Name: Sport Things
Covered in mud, covered in blood, I shouldn’t have go for a jog
Covered in shame, I’ve hit the floor, I shouldn’t have go for a jog
I hate sport bras
I hate you
I hate these shoes
Into the woods
I hate to run
I hate you
I hate sweating
Into the woods
I hate sport things
Track Name: This Is No Fashion Show
This is no fashion show
You’re going to be late
Looks like you just woke up
The whole family waits
But I don’t know what to do with my hair
And my acne went from bad to severe
This is no fashion show
You’re going to be late
Take that brush in the car
And put on a jacket
But I don’t know what to do with my hair
And my acne went from bad to severe
But I don’t know what to do with my hair
And my acne went from bad to severe
Track Name: The Player Without A Team
I don’t want any belonging
To a brand or be in a team
I don’t fit in tiny boxes
The ones you build when you’re talking
I won’t proudly wear your colours
Give you the role of my mentor
You won’t tell me what a girl is
Or that I should be more classy
I don’t belong to a gender
And I don’t see why I’d bother
Let me be a little wanker full of crap and a silly dancer
Track Name: Black Speedo
When I wear a black speedo I feel full of pride
Always ends up too tight for me and full of mice
Hanging around on crowded beaches, I feel so alive
Just wondering why all the kids are calling me dad
Who wants to wear a black speedo? She wants to wear a black speedo
Track Name: Happiness
Making love to you is a lot of work
I’m lazy to do
I’ll make my own joy
This song makes me wanna touch myself
I see pink jizz coming from my chest
Masturbation is the best
I just cannot take a rest
I cannot contain myself
I’m full of happiness
Track Name: Nostalgia
When I was a kid, nobody was dying