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Top 50 Tracks of 2010: Whitey – Liars, Vipers, Jokes and Fakes

December 26, 2010

7. Whitey – Liars, Vipers, Jokes and Fakes

A healthy dose of cautionary cynicism from one of the finest electro-rockers in the business. No one else quite sounds like Whitey and Whitey really sounds like no one else. With Liars, Vipers, Jokes and Fakes, Whitey lures you in with curiously innocuous Caribbean cruise deck sounds. The drums kick in shortly thereafter, letting you know he won’t just be ironically samba-ing all over the place.

The second verse introduces a discordantly growling guitar which lurks just out of sight. Then comes the bridge, a fierce, buzzing, electronic, stuttering burst which stands alone briefly, connecting the breezy opening with the more aggressive back nine. The pace amps up, covered in fuzzed-up bass and carried along by a crashing, hi-hat riding, near-tribal beat.

The machinations of the music match Whitey’s rising anger, turning what might have been just another shaking-your-fist-at-the-world track into a righteously pissed rock monster.

Stick it to the man: Buy more Whitey.

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-CLT

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5 comments

  1. Didn’t Whitey’s father teach him there were certain times of the month to abstain from fingering? I hope he washed his hands before ‘finger popping’ the intro.

    I’m a sucker for discordance so this was a ‘like.’


    • Whitey’s dad didn’t teach him anything. He was abandoned by a leather jacket at age 4 and raised by pack of wild MIDI devices. You can’t blame him for this misunderstanding.

      This possibly explains his knack for dischordance as well.


  2. “Kill Whitey!” is, of course, the first thing that enters my mind before even pressing play. But, if he’s sticking it to The Man, I am confused and conflicted…until the song straightens me out.

    The song starts off like the previously discussed classic work of musical art Popcorn . Then it takes it’s own cute, fuzzy guitared, path with some lyrics I really like. (How often can I say that?)

    The lyrics really make the song. They are about The Man, how much power he wields and how he goes about crushing and destroying, primarily for his own amusement. Obey and do his bidding, or be stripped naked and destroyed.

    “Unless we get exactly what we want, you’ll see exactly what we are. Now you all belong to us.”

    Reminds me of the threats issued by the Robber Barons of today and their various buddies in The Secret Team and the Illuminati Glitterati.


    • It’s quite the coherent threat, isn’t it? Whitey hates the Man with a passion, and The Man obviously hates him, seeing as label after label won’t touch him.

      This is because the Man is the Label and they are stupid and short-sighted. They always want to be the standard bearers and yet all they ever want to fund is the lowest common denominator.

      I’m glad you dug this track. It’s one of my favorites by one of my favorites.


    • It should be clear to all that The Label is basically a division of The Man. They are not about creativity and they are most certainly not about distributing messages like this. They are about moving the biggest number of widgets as possible…and exercising control.

      To The Man, it’s always about separating yourself from the herd and exercising power & control over them and, as Whitey indicates, getting them to submit and do your bidding. It never ceases to amaze and anger me how willing people are to do The Man’s bidding and accept the piddling crumbs he allows them to keep for doing his work. No matter how futile, ineffective, or imperfect the weapons used might be, The Man should be resisted at every possible chance you get.

      Anyway, that’s why it’s such a rare treat to hear a song with such lyrics. While I’m a fan of the angry, head smashing, approach, Whitey’s happy route gave me an ironic smirk and that can work well too.

      I read that he delayed an Internet release of his latest work for lack of money and an inability to afford food and rent. Assuming that’s not just an attempt at garnering street cred, it’s rather concerning. I thought the Internet was supposed to be a low cost bonanza for artists like him.



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