If anybody was in a position to record a song about being fucked over by The Man, it was Eggman. Unfortunately, his spirit was totally destroyed before he got the chance. Step forward, then, Martin Carr, his long-suffering friend and musical associate. And Noam Chomsky. And a troop of monkeys. And some other super furry animals. And, not coincidentally, one of the records of the year.
A concept single in two movements exposing the evils of marketing in the modern world, Brave Captain is finally showing signs of using his ever-increasing punk spirit productively without sacrificing any of the sound that has always made him so special. Limited to a thousand copies, most of which are available only to subscribers to the Boobytrap singles club, and with a singalong chorus of “Fuck the Man, the Corporation Man”, it’s about as far removed from the world that inspired it as possible. As a protest, then, it’s pretty impotent. But as a concept and, more importantly, as music, it’s almost unbeatable.
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