The aforementioned RECORD AND ZINE be produce’d in the DIY fashion and ethic by the LOW AND SEDITIOUS band call’d 12 Dead in Everett, in TREASONOUS AND CONTEMPTIBLE collaboration with the artist and MISCREANT call’d Georgina Millar.
It do tell SAD AND LAMENTABLE tales of HIS MAJESTY'S northern subjects CORRUPT’D from loyal service by LUDD'S REBELLION, wherein they did MOST SAVAGELY turn upon the new machines that STOLE their trade and STARV’D their children. It do comprise of GRAPHIC STORY-TELLING, HISTORICAL ESSAYS, PERIOD ARTEFACTS, and SONGS that the poor folk of ENGLAND sang unto one another in those very years of HUNGER, STRIFE AND TREASON.
It is here presented by way of moral instruction to the youth of ENGLAND, that they may better see the TRUE WICKEDNESS of rebellion, machine-breaking, and ALL MANNER OF UNRULY BEHAVIOUR.
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BEING the fighting song of them that are call’d LUDDITES, relating the manifold deeds of he who the same do call GENERAL LUDD, in whose name their WICKEDNESS AND TREACHERY is all prosecuted. (To the traditional and customary tune).
lyrics
No more chant your old rhymes about bold Robin Hood,
His feats I but little admire,
I will praise the achievements of General Ludd,
The hero of Nottinghamshire,
These engines of mischief were sentenced to die,
By unanimous vote of the trade,
And Ludd, who can all opposition defy,
Was grand executioner made.
And when in the work of destruction employed,
Bold Ludd to no method confines,
By fire and by water he gets them destroyed,
All elements aid his designs,
Whether guarded by soldiers along the highway,
Or safely secured in stout rooms,
He shivers them up both b’neet and b’day,
‘Tis nothing can soften their doom,
He who censures great Ludd’s disrespect for the laws,
Who ne’er for one moment reflects,
That foul imposition alone was the cause,
That produced these unhappy effects,
Let the haughty no longer the humble oppress,
Then’ll Ludd sheave his conquering sword,
His grievances instantly meet with redress,
And peace shall be quickly restored!
Let the wise and the brave lend their aid and advice,
Nor e’er their assistance withdraw,
‘Till full fashioned work at the old-fashioned price,
Be established by custom and law,
Then the trade, when this arduous contest be o’er,
Will raise in full splendour her head,
And coulting and cutting and squaring no longer,
Deprive honest labour of bread.
No more chant your old rhymes of bold Robin Hood,
His feats I but little admire,
I will praise the achievements of General Ludd,
The hero of Nottinghamshire,
These engines of mischief were sentenced to die,
By unanimous vote of the trade,
And Ludd, who can all opposition defy,
Was grand executioner made.
Was the grand executioner made.
A low-down, seditious trio unearthing contemporary political resonances in the traditional music of England, Ireland,
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