#the serfs

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[zobjilan77]

Liz Night Lord Serf by @moonillustrations

Another battle serfs of the traitor legions, though she seems more assasin than the war preacher before. For whatever reason in 40K I always just assumed humans are just rocking loincloths and rags as privates wear, cuz they're living in like apocalyptic mad max foolish times but in space. But it makes sense for em to have actual bras and underwear, that's not so complex.

[dontmean2bepoliticalbut]

[radriel]

he darts thru the shadows (serfs reference 100%)

[iamdangerace]

Sounds of Serfdom from The Serfs

[dustedmagazine]

The Serfs — Half Eaten by Dogs (Trouble in Mind)

The Serfs, from Cincinnati, put punk rock in a hypnotic trance, but as a lark, not a religion. On the surface, “Club Deuce” is all strobe-flashing hedonism, its thumping beat grounding an airy techno lattice of synths.  The softness of Andie Luman’s singing washes over rifle-shot cadences of rave.  It envelopes and embraces like a wash of endorphins.  It jitters on weightlessly, leaving no footprints. 

But elsewhere, the rhythms get rougher, harder, more insistent.  A post-punk anomie drawls through “The Diceman Will Become.” Distant voices hover like heat mirages on a highway.  But, even so, the drums punch hard and the guitars squall.  There’s blood and guts here, cushioned by layers and layers of dreamy batting. 

It is, perhaps, no coincidence that the album’s opening track bangs the loudest and most undilutely.  “Order Imposing Sentence” bangs the keyboards like its 1980 in Dunedin, howling through a vortex about “offshore oil deals” while the lo-fi pop percolates.  But use that as a north star and you’ll be lost before long.  “Cheap Chrome” pulses belligerently like mid-aughts Oneida, “Suspension Bridge Collapse” bristles with laser guns and sci-fi anxiety, “Ending of the Stream” rattles dopplering drones with explosive drum fills, letting long notes hang until they change shape.   

It’s hard to get a handle on these narcotic but varied cuts.  You imagine a mystic calling out prompts to a sleepwalking ensemble, who do their best to execute his commands, and wake up blinking with no memory of any of it.   Weirdly engaging and never what you expect. 

Jennifer Kelly

[leo-fie]

Manufacturing Inhumanity- The Serfs

CN: footage of war, israeli warcrimes, George W. Bush)

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