Enormous Savages

by Cultural Amnesia

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1.
Kingdom Come 05:52
I spend my morning planning the afternoon’s regrets I’ve elements and destiny to light me on my way o happy day I hope to keep my relatives and pets you can laugh or you can cry it’s the same saltwater in your eye I spend my evenings cutting tracts into my soul weeping into bowls that I’d like to call oblivion hey, I just swatted an ambiguity with a definition and awareness is just a pain, a pain in my side and here is one sodden truth that we all die to confide Bake me a cake as fast as you can with a hey and a ho and the world began my toe don’t know what my heel is doing horses melt down into glue for gluing with a hey hey hey and a ho ho ho isn’t this the way the world should go with a hey hey hey and a ho ho ho isn’t this the way the world should go Talking of romances and your candy-cotton heart parade the smarting gallery, I know the vagaries of the heart I though it was the start of, I thought it was a part of you – Dolly I don’t shit miracles A tired question bred a child, asked the question why it smiled ruled over a mountain and drowning in a fountain the water spilled and the child’s heart filled and what is it that we owe the dead and what is it that we owe the dead [chorus] Cast the penny in the wishing well there’s one in every garden, 3000 in my hell o child you are denied the glorious sadness of my vision I’m overwhelmed I’m overfilled, looking at the bleak division it’s the noblest of provisions, and I’m dressing your incisions with a gauze that we call dignity and what would you say if I questioned your way if I sued for your conscience and asked for my pay it’s a matter of moments, it’s a matter of minutes and you’d better start bitching for I’m loosing my freedom there’s a get it while you can in my world that’s blighting all I can get I’ve told you time and time again, I’ve told you time and time again what’s tense but an order, I’ve a fucking lobe disorder [chorus]
2.
I am rich I am remarkable I have an automobile and a country retreat I am rich I am remarkable I am your materialistic man I am your materialistic man I am rich I am intelligent I have a loving wife and two lovely daughters I am rich I am intelligent I am your materialistic man I am your materialistic man I am rich I am sophisticated I have a city office and a pretty secretary I am rich I am sophisticated I am your materialistic man I am your materialistic man
3.
So you think you’re unhappy my well-trodden packhorse take a look at the tiles you’ll see the cracks on them are fading your eyesight’s not as good as it was So you think you’re unhappy my sweet little one o count the hairs and the hands growing much too older you’ll see that the time for repression has come So you think you’re unhappy, my Odysseus of your dying underground just look down the tramlines and the broken siding you know they’re of no use now It’s just a repetition for this world it’s just a repetition for this world
4.
Sacre Bleu 03:28
By the light of the river by the dark of the moon if I said I’m in love what would you do I’ve got a basket of loonies gonna give them to you once in a blue moon – sacrebleu By the dark of the river by the light of the moon if I said I’m in love what would you do I’ve got a basket of loonies gonna give them to you once in a blue moon – sacrebleu
5.
Wee Sorg 04:47
6.
Viewing transparencies as they go down drowning in the suburbs of a lifetime squeamish in the milk of a thousand dreams laughing at their naivety The wildlife of the tranquil vale sidling up to the bank manager’s daughter drowning in the world in a garage dream sugared and cloying, sweetened and pampered plotting in their wake, who’s speaking? The wildlife of the tranquil vale slowing down to the speed of their ancestors scheming through the lying laughter worshipping idols set by their servants Lord help me, lord help me
7.
Blind Rag 07:21
I spend my days in awkward situations in a front room, I’m a back room I spend my money on the town feeling up and feeling down I’ve got a buddy who buys me drinks I’ve got a girl who’s six months gone and when I fall down in the dirt I’ve got stains on my heart and stains on my shirt Michael’s angel’s got the virus mop my armpits I've been dancing Brother Michael met his maker gave him shit and hell and hardware I’ve got a girl, she’s so much a woman she knows my stomach and she knows my shirts I meet my girl in pubs and alleyways and as we kiss, o as we kiss I resurrect my insincerity Brother Michael was killed yesterday Brother Michael shot his girlie threw himself from a tower block, screaming – if I stuff my thoughts short maybe things will get better [chorus] Life falls through my trouser legs like boys down back-street Putney and I’ve got lips for cigarettes and bread and mango chutney when I take her in my arms I say, tell me lord above are we wrestling or embracing? she says we’re making love [chorus]
8.
Every night will be a death night a black and white night, a red and knife night every day will be a death day morbid voyeurs, car-crash site display – a fetish for today, a fetish for today Blind man standing on her doorstep he throws acid in her young face feeling raw and mentally shattered her daily routine ended suddenly – she’s a fetish for today, she’s a fetish for today Words by John Balance 1983
9.
Scars For E 06:45
A severe endeavour to sever the past a stone cast by darkness to shatter the glass and scars remain to stain the pain white stains remain remain bloodstains remain remain pain stains darkest can’t explain the scars for E that infest me the scars for E that infest me Scars for E, o weeping sadness is blurred flesh and memory, steel blades and tears and scars remain to stain the pain white stains remain remain sweat stains remain remain pain deepest can’t contain the scars for E that infest me the scars for E that infest me A trust from me, a thrust from E stained by dead horses, smeared with blood voices video violence watch towers of silence video violence watch towers of silence fall, crush the sadness I feel and scars remain to stain the pain white stains remain remain bloodstains remain remain pain stains darkest can’t contain the scars for E that infest me the scars for E that infest me Words by John Balance 1982
10.
Here To Go 04:11
As he walked to her window she cried to his back – I want to be close to you Gazing into the distance he disposed of her glimpse of eternity – every bond is a bond of sorrow I am here to go – that’s a quotation, you know I can tell you nothing that you do not know I can show you nothing that you have not seen I am that I am, I’m here to go I am that I am, that I happen I am that I am, till the fields shift – I’m here to go I can tell you nothing that you do not know I can show you nothing that you have not seen we are that we are, we’re here to go we are that we are, that we happen See what I say as well as I hear it see what I say as well as I hear it surely this is it at last, surely this is it at last [repeat] You are forced to obey the suggestions we are making Do it now do it later speed up slow down obey the law break the law listen to me ignore me trust in me trust in no one [repeat] I am that I am that I happen, I am a resultant I am a coincidence of fields, I am, I am is my here I am here, for what am I here I am I am what I am, I am here for I am hear to go I am that I am that I happen, I am a resultant a coincidence of fields when the magnetic fields shift there is no here I am gone, I am thought in action my field shifts for my thought is action and I go, I am gone I am that I am that I happen Stop this song, stop this song Words by John Balance Additional lyrics by CA

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Originally released on LP by Anna Logue Records, 2007

Reviews

'The appearance of this record is a remarkable piece of musical archaeology and certainly one of the reissues of the year. ... [T]he wordiness of the songs, coupled with the skeletal melody lines, create an utterly distinctive atmosphere of blank austerity. ... The whole album, in fact, is alive with such atmospheres. Cultural Amnesia have recently reformed and are working on new material; it's hard, though, to see them bettering Enormous Savages, a set of intricate electronic ballads that honestly and evocatively reflect the time and place of their creation.' - The Sound Projector

'[T]his compilation ... fizzles with an angry spark of DIY electro-agit-art pop. The nine songs ... positively hum with inventive use of cheap drum machines and keyboards ... bristle with ideas...' - Plan B

'The new wave mood is consistent throughout ... accompanied by sonic experimentation and an often hazy psychedelic swirl... Cultural Amnesia most certainly had a future beyond the few years they were together... Little Savage ... shows that they still have the talent and ability to produce excellent music.' - Connexion Bizarre

'[M]y personal favourite is ... "Blind Rag", which seems to come from some strange world where Throbbing Gristle and Soft Cell had fallen into the teleporter together and emerged as some strange gloomy industrial-cabaret hybrid.' - Freq

'1981's "Repetition for this World" stands out: its quick beat, martial guitar stabs, and hooky synth line keep it interesting. Also from 1981, "Materialistic Man" sounds pretty cool even today. There's a heavy Cabaret Voltaire influence on this one and its experimental use of phase shifting and distortion might have been downright pioneering for its time.' - Delusions of Adequacy

'There's a peculiar charm to the work of Cultural Amnesia ... a vivid concoction of ... primitive electronic rhythms with jolts of abrasive guitar... If the thought of a synth pop post-punk outfit excites, you should seek out Enormous Savages.' - Compulsion

'[T]here's some real gems on here. The opening cut 'Kingdom Come' is a throbbing slow-tempo churner with some great noise-guitar and belted vocals with lyrics like 'Dolly, I don't shit miracles!'. 'The Wildlife of the Tranquil Vale' is like a more song-oriented version of Cabaret Voltaire during their Heaven and Hell phase, while 'Blind Rag' is a haunting electro-pop tune reminiscent of TG's 'United'. Recommended for fans of the genre and anyone who enjoyed the VoD set [Press My Hungry Button].' - Terminal Boredom

'Cultural Amnesia ... developed their own style as part of the Wave genre of the time, often striking a rather sombre and nihilistic note. Nevertheless, a number of songs are also well suited to Minimal Wave parties and should be sure to fill the dance floor, for example "Repetition for this World" - what a cracker.' - Back Again

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Based in a picturesque village about 40 miles west of London, Cultural Amnesia began recording in spring 1980 and stopped in spring 1983. The group produced around 130 tracks, of which about 50 were given limited release. This LP makes available for the first time since the early 80s a small selection of the music.

CA were introduced to the alternative underbelly of postpunk and encouraged to make music by the late Geff Rushton, at the time editor of Stabmental magazine. Geff would shortly change his name to John Balance and, following a period with Psychic TV, form Coil with Peter Christopherson of Throbbing Gristle. Throughout the early part of his career Geff/John continued as unofficial manager of CA. He also wrote songs for the band and three of them are included here.

To begin with CA identified most closely with industrial music, but although it is an element of their sound only a small part of their output falls squarely into the genre. Quite a lot of the time CA wrote approximately conventional songs, and they listened to a lot of pre-punk art rock and alternative music as well as sharing with other postpunk artists and commentators an interest in pop and dance. What developed as they went on was a kind of experimental electropop or synthpop.

The postpunk period was the heyday of ‘cassette culture’ in the UK. Sometimes quite sophisticated alternative businesses, often no more than bedsit operations, cassette-only labels advertised and sought reviews for their products in fanzines and newsletters – with the mainstream press, Sounds and the NME, briefly picking up on the scene – and sold by mail and through some of the more adventurous independent shops, such as Rough Trade. It was this subculture that CA became a part of, releasing three cassette albums and a further 12 tracks on compilations from 1981 to 1984.

For CA, as for many cassettists, the aim was vinyl release. But an agreement for an LP with the German company Datenverarbeitung fell through due to miscommunication, and shortly following this the group stopped activity. More than half the band’s recordings, including much of the material for the LP and another near-complete album collection, remained unreleased. Copies of the cassettes are now hard to find and often pricey.

This album was the first release resulting from the gradual digitisation of the CA tapes.

Originally released on LP by Anna Logue Records, 2007

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released September 27, 2025

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Cultural Amnesia UK

Part of the post-punk/industrial tape scene of the 70s and 80s, Cultural Amnesia released three cassette albums and, since the late 90s, have begun recording once again.

All digitally available music can be found here. Biographical information is at the band’s website.
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