Song of the Day Redux, Day 49: Prize Fighter Inferno: 78

The Prize Fighter Inferno: 78

A hidden track of Claudio's 2006 PFI album My Brother's Blood Machine. This was the 78th track, after 66 silent tracks called "The Space Between The Songs: I–LXVI".

The Content: I'm not sure where this fits into the concept. It sounds like the song is about the Blood Machine (it SOUNDS like the Blood Machine) and the Bleam Brothers ("here they come, my dear"). Though the ending of the story is totally unclear, it's possible that one of the Bleam brothers was killed or turned "good" and the other one is left stalking in the woods. "I don't want to love you anymore" - no idea. The brothers could be breaking apart. Long-Arm could regret their killing Cecillia. Hell, if Cecillia is alive, Johnny could not be able to handle whatever she has become. Who knows? It could just be thematic.

The Music: A mostly electric, fairly aggressive (hehe) bonus track with a lot of layers and complexity, and an almost cheerleader-like chant (B-E A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E) that's hard to hear. A pretty neat electric solo, and some intense vocals from Claudio. The electric beat and iron clanking sound heavily hints that this centers around the Blood Machine. This is a pretty interesting one.

The Part: The solo, I guess. This song is unrelenting (in a good way) and pretty consistent.

Have you heard
of the word on the street
you’ve been walking down?
Save yourself, my friend.

Write this world an avenue and
help yourself free of this sin.
I'll be awaiting
Your ears.

(Be aggressive. B-E A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E.)

I don’t want to love you anymore.
Don’t want to love you...

Have you learned 
from the herd
that you’ve gone and mingled with?
Help will not come around.

Bite yourself with hope to break the
skin and bone that keep you here.
This is my world as I see fit
and you will not live.

(Be aggressive. B-E A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E.)
(Now, boy, if you don’t give me the knife.)

I don’t want to love you anymore.
Don’t want to love you...

Here they come, my dear.
Last chance, piggy, there’s nobody in here.
Here they come, my dear.
If the worst comes a knocking, you better stay clear.

Here they come, my dear.
Last chance, piggy, there’s nobody in here.
Here they come, my dear.
Here they, here they come.

Next up: From China With Love