The only Crass ‘released to the public’ product I will put up, the back catalogue vinyl and CD’s are still available via Southern Studios / Southern Record Distributors. There are some other Crass oddities, demos, practises, interviews etc, that I uploaded (with permission from Penny Rimbaud) several months ago. Please use the Search or Download Guide functions on the right, or scroll down all the way if you are not in a rush!
I wanted to put this up as the first music post for the new year. This single is always relevant whatever year it is.
Also Nic who adds the odd comment to these KYPP posts from time to time has got some text published in January 2008 WIRE magazine about this very release so kind of fitting this post into that magazine article below:
Nic
January 2, 2008 at 1:41 pmThanks for the scan, penguin 🙂
Jay Vee
September 27, 2008 at 2:09 amLiking the rare cardboard sleeve, and regretting binning everything vinyl I ever owned of Crass…a little bit; Feeding Of The 5000 on Small Wonder records, with Reality Asylum omitted which prompted Crass to release it themselves, your copy with it’s cardboard sleeve being a result of their immediacy to press it, as any Crass detective would discern… also had Rival Trival Revel Rebel on solid vinyl with it’s paper bag kind of sleeve, one sided facsimile type print of the lyrics on.
My reason for binning it all? – I didn’t want to have to sell them like I did other vinyl at times when I was strapped for cash, to keep the Crass ethics pure in my own way…
Hindsight is a wonderful thing though, and wish I just stored the whole Crass collection for the future, if just to donate it to a site like this, or some kind of museum ha ha 😀
johnn
August 28, 2009 at 4:01 pmis there a recording anywhere of reality asylum without the sound effects, just the spoken word?
Nick Hydra
May 24, 2023 at 11:30 am“Every woman is a cross in his filthy theology”
Crass get all experimental on yo’ ass. I found it hard to listen to at first, but after a while it just seemed like a Crass song. I never really saw them as an arty/ experimental/ difficult band, it was just that some of their songs sounded like this, and some of them didn’t.
“In all your decadence people die”
I always used to think that I was the only one who found the newsreel footage of the ‘liberated’ French people taking out their hatred on women whose crime was (let’s face it) having a relationship with German soldiers (and who knows what pressures they were put under to do so) fuckin nauseating , when the police, the government and the financial sector had collaborated in much more serious ways. The vile, ugly glee on the faces of the crowds in those films turns my stomach to this day.
Lyrics by Annie Anxiety, fact fans.