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The Power of Friendship

by The Window Smashing Job Creators

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Sauntersaus
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Sauntersaus "Steve Hall
The manager of City Hall
He wants to turn the city into a mall"

We opened our minds to all we could be, and with our struggle was born, thee! Unceasing, til all are free!
trans_and_gothic
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trans_and_gothic An amazing album with hope and motivation to keep on fighting! Favorite track: Utopian Spiel.
David Crumrine
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David Crumrine Been listening to this on repeat at work. Makes me want to punch my boss and burn the office to the ground 😁 Favorite track: Anarcho Schlep.
harderwinshears
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harderwinshears Anarcho folk ska? Yep. Favorite track: The Power of Friendship.
antifirei
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antifirei talk about an introduction to this album Favorite track: The Job Smashing Window Creators.
scythe
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scythe This really is music for boss battles. Favorite track: Skalidarity Forever.
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1.
I've been waiting for this war to be over, since before the first battle began We are haunted by weaponized illusions, that keep interrupting our plan, if we create a way to run away from power games, masquerades, and clashing blades, then our enemies will win before we fight, I do not know how to wake up from this nightmare so until then I will try to make things right, Sometimes it will feel like pushing boulders, up relatively vertical hills, playing chess against kings and their soldiers, when our comrades are not ready to help, First they'll call our self-defense violence, then they'll call their violence the law, they say their tridents are made out of kindness, but those words are made of poisonous straw, When the next revolution is over, we will celebrate together, sharing jugs of wine, in a utopian neighborhood, and then remember all of those good old times, all of those good old crimes, like throwing rocks at cops and shops for fun because we could and the greater good
2.
our old plan is dead, the market stole our daily bread, enforced by the state, policing our communal fate, while feeding the hungry to each other, that is the way the market goes, it put us in a war against our future, then turned our old dreams into our foes every hierarchy is a disaster, devoid of freedom at war with laughter, treating people like they don't matter, turning forests into tombs, We will gather at the town square, bring a helmet I will see you there, we will dance around a fire, then disperse and meet up soon,
3.
The ember of freedom will not bloom, if we do not plant any seeds, from each according to their abilities and to each according to their needs, the greatest cause of violence that has ever existed will not cure its own disease, the kings will move around their pawns to keep the rabble off their lawns, treating people like weeds until we kill god with the power of friendship and then overthrow our destiny, then sing endless songs about the restless quests for freedom brewing underneath the waves of history, If you try to save the world by yourself, then your plan is going to fail, because it will take assemblies of pirates helping each other out for utopia to sail, we are fighting for a world where wars are abolished while we are under attack, so first we will seize our hopes and dreams then the fields and factories, and redistribute the means of slack, when we kill god with the power of friendship and then overthrow our destiny, then sing endless songs about the restless quests for freedom brewing underneath the waves of history, We will kill god with the power of friendship and then overthrow our destiny, then sing endless songs about the restless quests for freedom brewing underneath the waves of history,
4.
I'm hatching a plot to change the world into something that's not ready yet, If i forget to set your bank on fire, then you should remind me, I'm waiting for my nightmares to expire, I'm tired of swimming in regret, and I do not know how to leave this city behind me I'm looking through a haunted mind for somethings that I should find, I want to run away from here I want to leave the past behind, I'm inside of a maze and all paths lead to you, my unwanted thoughts will follow me, sorrow will not let me be, sometimes I want to leave this town when everything is tumbling down, but I'm just another ghost living on 4th avenue, This world is looking for something to sell, there's never enough money, heaven is living in the capital of hell, and it's killing everybody, so take me to the place where the wine is free, where the sunshine splashes all day, the future is at war with it's design soon it will melt my blues away,
5.
The joy that freedom brings is being killed by many things, there is poison in the well there are angels living in hell, sometimes it feels like there is nowhere left to go, and I have heard many tales about a plot that never fails, a game of chess without stress where we all know what happens next, but there are too many things that we do not know, The next revolution will not happen tomorrow, and it will be a schlep to get from here to there, and any freedoms that we win will in part be hollow, as long as there is injustice anywhere, and I have heard many lies about a war where no one dies, but vices have no prices when the terms are ill defined, most soldiers don't know what they are fighting for, sometimes evil feigns grace as it wears a human face privatizing time and space expanding the market place, turning burning worlds into silver and gold, The next revolution will not happen tomorrow, and it will be a schlep to get from here to there, and any freedoms that we win will in part be hollow, as long as there is injustice anywhere,
6.
Overthrow everything that I know then build a new world out of the ashes of yesterday, now there is nowhere to go, we are resting on melting snow and the good place seems so far away, there is not enough time to play and it seems like our sorrows are here to stay, I do not know what I should do, but I know myself through you, there are parts of myself that I should slay, My mind should try to find a way for me to get some rest, but I am scared of having dreams that I will remember, but if we find a way to unite against our excess stress then we could build a better world together
7.
Looting Song 03:19
Our dreams have some broken seams, but I still want them to come true, how will we get from here to there, I wish that I knew what we should do, because this world is out of tune, with the freedom that could bloom, and everything that matters to me, is being turned into dust by a world that killed my trust, the future is unraveling, This world treats property like a prophecy handed down from heaven, as if it is to sacred to critique, it will turn your good intentions into weapons that are used against you then it will try to buy and sell everything, This town is a battleground where buried treasure can be found, its time for me to start living in spite of this unforgiving world, where everything is made of doom, making money from your tomb, then selling your soul until your death, planting bombs into the soil until the future starts to boil, soon there will not be anything left But the other day I had a dream where we all ran away from here and there was enough stuff to go around, the path to get from here to there is foggy, but together we can make it clear, and then share all of the loot that we have found,
8.
We do not control our activities until the end of the day, lets have a meeting after work to seize the means that we need to play, what do you think we should do to aim towards our hopes and our dreams, let's make some plans to meet our needs then plant some seeds for future feeds, we have a list of grievances, ideas, and complaints, let's have a potluck next week, at the same time and the same place, Agitate, Educate, Inoculate, then Organize, one by one until the day is done then onwards to paradise, Thee bread that you bake is not yours to give, nor yours to eat, the difference between what you make and what the owners get to keep, it's a built in function of commodity production, turning the work that you have to do into something alien from you, We can occupy buildings, we can build barricades, we can march, strike, picket, and riot until dystopia fades, we need to connect our tactics with our strategies and goals, if our means and our ends are not friends, then our enemies will kill us all, we need to build a new world that gives everyone a say, about the activities they do throughout each and everyday, Bigotry, cops, and bosses, will try to attack us at our joints, as we do escalated actions targeting all of their pressure points, we have enough power together to fight for our demands, solidarity is a tool that can force rulers to fold their hands, with direct action as our blade and mutual aid as our shield, it's time to seize this loaf of bread from this undead battlefield, with direct action as our blade and mutual aid as our shield, it's time to seize the means of bread from this undead battlefield.
9.
In the town known as Utopia, there are no bosses and no cops, everyone there has everything they need, food, water, shelter, and MOPs, people there can garden in the morning, then make art in the afternoon, people there sing and dance in the evening, freely doing what they want to do, So remember if we ever have a problem we can get together and make a plan, first we will take what we need and then we will give what we can, the shell of the old world will try to turn your heart into stone, when the cops are against you, you are not alone, In the town known as Utopia, work and play have been intertwined, everyday there is a new adventure that every person has designed, cornucopia is overflowing, there is always enough wine, people there participate in what they want to create and then they recline, So remember if we ever have a problem we can get together and make a plan, first we will take what we need and then we will give what we can, the shell of the old world will try to turn your heart into stone, when the boss is against you, you are not alone, when the old world is against you, you are not alone,
10.
our unity won't give us immunity to all the things that we are fighting against, I wrote eulogy for this community it's about how our dreams were killed by ignorance, and the means of existence are hiding behind a barbed wire fence as a reflection of and a testament to a legacy of violence, ecology is a luxury that the market can't afford, and property is the enemy of a world worth fighting for, it will bash you with a shield then it will slash you with a sword, and it will put you in the middle of another endless war, it will try to kill you on the road that you are heading towards, it will give you the gift of eternal debt then punish you with rewards, But I still think that we can find a way to run away from the ghost of yesterday, turn all the things that we should burn into ashes then find, a way for us to learn from history If things can get better, then you should have hope, Hope does not have to be some religious way to cope, things can get better even when that appears to be a lie, but if we don't find a way to work together, then freedom will probably die, because I have seen many revolutions destroy themselves before with false solutions to real problems that most people ignore, I have seen wars of attrition where no one knows the score, trying to save the world without enough fuel to explore, people turning on eachother when they don't know where to go, wanting other people to be proven wrong just so they can say that I told you so, But I still think that we can find a way to run away from the ghost of yesterday, turn all the things that we should burn into ashes then find, a way for us to learn from history
11.
SKAtana 01:14
I will defend ska with my life if I have to what do you think this katana is for? I have been studying the blade, so I am not afraid to fight for ska save the world and end this war.

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released October 8, 2022

Firaga (Captain Acab): - Vox, Guitar, Lyrics, Chords
Chris: Stand Up Bass, Cello
Alley: Washboard, Backup Vox
Zoe Gayschanel: Electric Bass, Ukulele
Corey Iris: Banjo, Mandolin, Stompbox
Mirrah: Trumpet
Reed: Alto Saxophone, Flute
Rebbie: Trumpet, Tuba, Slide Whistle
Luz: Trombone, Accordion, Bells
Bootsy: Singin’ Saw
El: Clarinet
Harrison: Snare

Recorded and mixed by Jesse Payne at Lowshelf Recording in Portland Oregon

Mastered by Amy Dragon from Telegraph Records

Songs written between 2020-2021. Recorded October 2021. Mixed in 2021-2022, mastered in 2022.

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Libertarian Communist Jazz Klezmer Folk Punk

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