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En av de första punktröjorna jag köpte/fick var en Subhumans-tröja. Jag hade ingen skiva med dem då och den var i åtminstone XXL. Tänkte att man kunde sy in den. Det har fortfarande inte hänt. Dock köpte jag 'Time Flies/Rats' med Subhumans och det har jag inte ångrat en sekund.

Subhumans spelade på 44an i onsdags. Jag var inte där. Det borde jag nog ha varit egentligen känner jag såhär i efterhand. But what can you do? Jag blev dock påminnd om en av musikhistoriens bästa textrader.

”No I don’t believe in Jesus Christ/My mother died of cancer when I was 5."

Eller vad sägs om texten till "People Are Scared"?

"Nobody says anything on buses
And it's not the noise the engine makes
You can watch them all staring nervous
Sit at the back it's the safest place
People are scared to say hello
The flick of the fag the shifting eyes
Stare in amusement then look away
The conscious battle of who to despise
Self-restriction and paranoia
Self-belief and the silent laugh
The inner conflict between one another
When you're all the same it seems so daft

Nobody says anything on buses
And that's why people kill themselves
Desperation against the world
Can't find a way to express themselves
Society breeds hate and derision
But society is only a mass of people
Striving to be god at the expense of others
Striving to be better than their next door neighbour

People are scared underneath their silence
People are getting more afraid
They turn to their leaders for help and guidance
And then the system wins again
And will carry on winning 'til god knows when
Til people start to talk to each other
Everyone just like a brother
Til the morals and fear that divides us all
Are no longer the excuse for the system's rule"

Eller texten till "Susan", en av de sorligaste låtar jag hört.

"Susan finished school at 16
Wants to be a secretary
2 years later she's got nowhere
Ends up in a factory
Making matches it's so boring
She gets sad and so depressed
Hears her doctor smugly tell her
Take these pills and get some rest
But she takes it one step further
Parents rescue her in time
Smile and tell her when you're married
Everything will be just fine
She recovers and gets married
Further shuts the closing door
Though he says I really love you
She feels worse off than before
9 months later she's a mother
It's a bouncing baby boy
Oh how super say her parents
But for her there is no joy
Words like mummy don't mean nothing
It's all she hears from 9 to 5
All alone at number 19
Every single day she dies
19 years of hollow cliches
Now she wants to end it all
Bored to death from doing nothing
Family drives her up the wall

Swinging susan hanged herself
She couldn't live her pointless life
He comes home to see through tears
The rigid corpse that was his wife
The life and times of susan strange
Ended in that tragic way
With the money from insurance

The family went on holiday
Nothing left but rotting flowers
On an unattended grave
The epitaph has faded badly
No-one reads it anyway"

Jag borde ha sett dem. Men jag jobbade. Jag skäms lite. Jag borde ha sett dem, om inte annat så för att de fortfarande står för sina texter och sin ideologi precis lika mycket idag som när de startade (och det var för 30 år sedan).

Jag har fortfarande aldrig använt Subhumans-tröjan. Vet inte ens om jag har den kvar.