We could go twenty, actually, but will stick to ten. Motorhead plays tonight at Club Nokia. Any other information seems superfluous. But: If you've never seen Motorhead and you call yourself a Buddhist, well, you need to look a little deeper within, because nothing clears the mind of extraneous thought like Motorhead. Pure chords, a voice like a wallpaper scraper, drum mantras struck like a bell, this is Motorhead. This is wisdom. "Killed by Death." Enough said.
Motorhead's "Killed by Death" video, in which Lemmy Kilmister gets electrocuted. (You can often find Lemmy hanging out at Rainbow on the Sunset Strip, btw.)
Motorhead wisdom: "What you are is in the way you hear the truth."
No commentary necessary.
"That's the way I like it baby, I don't want to live forever."
Orgasmatron, from which this song was taken, was produced by New York experimental beat/dub/proto-disco/funk genius Bill Laswell. It's a deep, underrated metal album. Great zen mantra: "One moment you were here, and then you disappeared."
Profound defense of dancing from Lemmy: "Know your body's made to move, you feel it in your guts/Rock 'n' roll ain't worth the name if it don't make you strut."
Motorhead covers the Rolling Stones, and proves its eternal mettle.
Like great Haiku, the best Motorhead lyrics are timeless, ring true today as much as when they were first written. Take "Jailbait," which could have been penned in a Swiss jail cell by Roman Polanski.
Motorhead covers Metallica.
Greatest love song lyrics ever?
Thunder lizard, stony eye, you got me hypnotised,
Hot tongue breaks in and out and I can't believe my eyes,
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And your soft white belly, next to mine,
Scaly baby, see you shine,
Love Me Like A Reptile, you're murder in disguise,
Black mamba, murder in disguise