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On the similarity between anarchist band CRASS and the Valencian singer Raimon.


Those Barcelona residents with a little cash in their pockets could do worse than blow it on a low-cost ticket to London for the weekend starting November 24th, when some ex-members of the anarchist band CRASS - the only musicians in rock history who really believed their own lyrics - will be performing at the Shepherd's Bush Empire.
I saw them play just once, in an abandoned warehouse in south London, in 1982. They never advertised their shows (or anything else), but word of mouth had packed the place to the gills with all kinds of spectators, including a sprinkling of plainclothes police officers (belied by their newsreader haircuts and hissing coat lapels).
Vocalist Steve Ignorant kicked off by screaming about starving children drowning in businessmens' bowls of corn flakes as twin back-projecting screens merged images of cosmetics ads with bloated-bellied kids from Africa. An hour or so after this entrée, while the banned anti-Falklands war single addressed to Mrs Thatcher - 'How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand dead?/Young boys rest now, cold graves in cold earth' - was being roared, even the constables looked impressed by CRASS's mix of intelligent protest and sheer rage. I thought I would never hear anything like it again. Until just last Sunday, when, in the Palau Sant Jordi, before 12,000 citizens outraged by the refusal of the central government to make amends for its fascist past, the curiously punkish-looking singer-songwriter Raimon (Xàtiva, 1940) belted out hair-electrifying versions of some of his best protest songs, sending this listener back 25 years to the London warehouse where he had once stood thrilled, thrilled to bits by his first taste ever of music made solely to get the truth - or at least a truth - across.

- Textos i contingut: Matthew Tree - Disseny i programació: Nac -