Conflict

by GAT-ROT

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This self released album came out in the Spring of 2000. There is also a video clip of the band performing live at Skrappy's in winter of 2000, as a CD-R bonus.

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released June 1, 2000

All songs written and produced by GAT-ROT.

GAT-ROT was (on this recording):

Charlie Touseull - Vocals
Clay Reed - Drums
Gabe Garcia - Guitar
Biose Acedo - Bass
Ruben Valdez - Vocals

Recorded by Jim Pavett at Allusion Studio, Tucson, Arizona.

Mastered by Dave Shirk at Sonorus Mastering, Tempe, Arizona.

Cover art by Mark Wyner

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GAT-ROT Tucson, Arizona

Reminiscent of the great early hardcore bands that once roamed the earth, but are now lost and over-shadowed by scrawny little, new school whinny boys swinging microphones with hair in their faces, Gat-Rot and all of their massive girth, will put you back in your place with Age of Quarrel ferocity guaranteed to leave you wanting more... ... more

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Track Name: This Is Not My America
This Is Not My America.

This is not my America.
Land of the fleeced and under paid.
Who is the enemy, corporations or the wage slave?
This is not my America.
When hatred is embraced by millions, who do you trust?
This numb land is out of touch.

The beloved contradiction keeps the American ideal afloat.
Keep speech free for the masses and whip me with the flag.
We’ve built our fortune on expendable backs.

This is not my America, embracing freedom armed and angered.
This is not my America, with hostile opposition religion.
Please be my shield. In this land of selfish sacrifice,
Where we demand convenience and comfort regardless of price.
Silent. Stagnant. Sedate, in this culture of rape.

Divulge unto yourself feel-good ideologies.
Overlook four centuries of destruction and catastrophe.
No freedom in this homeland of the free.
America was never America to me.

Is this what our greedy, sexist forefathers envisioned?
How can we justify our pride through violence and hatred?
We learn to burn. Forget what we know. Slave to the celebrated status quo.