Singer: Propagandhi Title: Potemkin City Limits Country: US Style: Punk Genre: Rock Rating: 4.4 Votes: 888 Formats: MP3 DTS AU DXD MIDI XM RA MP3 size: 1581 mb
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1
A Speculative Fiction
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
4:14
2
Fixed Frequencies
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
3:58
3
Fedallah's Hearse
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
4:00
4
Cut Into The Earth
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Rod, The*
3:41
5
Bringer Of Greater Things
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Rod, The*
2:45
6
Die Jugend Marschiert
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
4:42
7
Rock For Sustainable Capitalism
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
4:12
8
Impending Halfhead
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Rod, The*
1:14
9
Life At Disconnect
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Rod, The*
3:23
10
Name And Address Withheld
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
3:21
11
Superbowl Patriot XXXVI
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Rod, The*
0:36
12
Iteration
Words By [Words By Whoever Is Singing Them] – Glen Lambert
5:21
Credits
Arranged By [Some Of Glen's Songs Originally Arranged By]
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Derek Hogue,
Jon Schedlewitz
Artwork [Booklet Art]
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Sue Coe
Backing Vocals
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Jordy-Boy Horkoff*
Bass
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Rod, The*
Clavinet
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Chris Brown
Cover [Album Cover]
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Eric Drooker
Drums
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Jordy-Boy Horkoff*
Guitar
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Glen Lambert
Layout [Graphic Construction]
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Derek Hogue
Mastered By
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Bill Stevenson,
Jason Livermore
Mixed By
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Bill Stevenson,
Jason Livermore
Organ [Hammond]
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Chris Brown
Other [Mechanical Crab Crawling Up Your Face]
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Chris Brown (tracks: 2, 5, 12)
Painting [Painting On Cd Face By]
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Rod, The*
Photography By [Glen Photo]
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Schedlewitz*
Recorded By
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Blair(hole) Calibaba*,
Glen Lambert
Recorded By [Additional Recording]
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Craig Boychuk,
Mark Chaplain
Recorded in a warehouse, a basement and a bedroom.
Mixed and mastered at the Blasting Room.
Thanks and go fuck yourself where applicable. You'll hear from us.
We have no sponsors because we're not fucking posers (but we would take a ride in Dexter Holland's multi-million dollar private jet that he's christened Anarchy Airlines, which clearly honours the spirit and vision of a long history of people who have struggled and often died fighting concentrations of wealth and power. Pretty fly for an asswipe!)