The UK scene is so fucking good. Whether it’s Orange Goblin leading the charge, or bands like Trippy Wicked and Stubb‘s rocking riffs, Serpent Venom‘s killer old-school doom, Conan‘s mighty thunder, Groan‘s smoked-out haze, or Dopefight‘s unbridled contempt, I’m in awe of the stuff coming out of there these days. Dopefight reportedly have a new album in the works, and over the weekend, they put up a video for the song “Fake Hippies,” which carried this explanation:

Why our forefathers and mothers upheld a movement that meant something, nowadays meaningless empty vessels try to stand for something they have no concept where their origin began.

Fake Hippies – Sponging off our hypocritical systems and their affluent parents that their governments financially protect.

Don’t get me wrong, fuck those people and everyone else. But while I can’t really argue with the reality of the point or the vitriol (not to mention the riffs) with which Dopefight present it, the notion of “our forefathers and mothers” upholding a movement that “meant something” strikes me as a little off base when one considers the fact that they were the same generation who also turned 40 in the mid-’80s and sold the planet up a river of three successive decades of corporate greed and warmongering (so far) — resulting in a complete undercutting of the “countering” cultural norms they claimed to be doing and actually failed to change in any substantive way — wahoo, we can show tits on tv; call me when there’s an equal rights amendment — or the fact that many of the participants in the original hippie movement, much like the privileged “Fake Hippies” Dopefight names this song after, were also part of the upper or upper middle class.

The real difference seems to be they had Jimi Hendrix and we have John Mayer, which by itself is more than enough to justify Dopefight‘s frustration.

I don’t like listening to self-important 20-year-old leftists whose moms and dads pay their rent either, but they’re kids, and at least they’re on the right side of the argument for the time being until they, like their parents, grow up and continue to spiral our existence into oblivion as each successive generation’s “revolutionary” ideals have done in the past. However, I will say that if things are to be utterly hopeless (and they are), then I’m glad as hell to have Dopefight as the accompaniment to that hopelessness, because they fucking kill. Here’s “Fake Hippies”:

Tags: DopeFight, UK

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