“Return of the Body Politik” (Consolidated, Downset, Public Enemy, 1994)

Consolidated’s Business of Punishment (London Records)
Downset’s downset. (Mercury Records)
Public Enemy’s Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age (Def Jam)

Has it really been a mere twenty years or so since socio-political commentary was an integral part of rock music? Growing out of the protest songs of the early sixties, mainstream rockers picked up the lyrical mantle handed them by their folk-song singing brethren, utilizing their talents to lyrically attack every subject from racism and poverty to women’s rights. Somewhere along the way, though, as rock became a business, poetic commentary faded from the charts, sliding subterranean, only to surface every now and then in the angry words of hardcore punks or raging metalheads.

Rap music can be thanked for bringing a new awareness of social consciousness to popular music. The commercial success of artists like Public Enemy, Ice Cube and Ice T has served to open the doors to some dangerous thought processes being captured on disc. In this new Victorian era where garden-variety liberalism is impotent and the mainstream media is nothing more than a corporate whore for conservative philosophy, the radical left is finding its heroes among the artists of the underground.

Consolidated are one of those truly alternative, radical musical outfits. A Bay-area trio with a rapidly-growing cult following that is threatening to boil over into the mainstream, the band’s latest release, Business of Punishment, may well be the catalyst that pushes Consolidated past the 212-degree mark. These guys could never be accused of ambiguity; indeed, they proudly wear their sincerely-held beliefs on their proverbial sleeves. The band is radical to an extreme, pushing an activist party-line that is pro-feminist, pro-vegetarian, pro-choice, pro-animal rights...you know, the kind of godless commies that would give Rush Limbaugh nightmares. They’re a sorely needed artistic antidote, however, to the sort of right-wing mindset that preaches life while practicing death.

Business of Punishment treads much of the same lyrical ground as previous Consolidated albums, albeit with a bit more wisdom and experience under their belts. Over an instrumental background that incorporates elements of rap, punk, hardcore techno, and even a bit of soul along with random samples, found vocals and audience commentary, Consolidated deliver brutal rhymes that place a progressive spin on the issues of the day. “Born of A Woman” presents an insightful look at women’s roles in society while “Butyric Acid” tackles folks like Operation Rescue with its unrelenting chorus of “if you don’t want an abortion don’t get one.” 

“Dog + Pony Show” skewers the recording industry even while damning the “alternative” elitism that exists in music while the brilliant “Today Is My Birthday” takes a sad look at AIDS. There are fifteen thought-provoking cuts in all on Business of Punishment, every one guaranteed to slam dunk your frontal lobes, disturb your status quo and shake up the very core of your beliefs. Musical activism is alive and well and its name is Consolidated.

Downset are the new kids on this block, but they’re fully-grown and fully-loaded. This West Coast posse kicked out an impressive EP on Metal Blade a year or so back, even having the cajones to cover Public Enemy’s “By the Time I Get To Arizona.” They’re back, larger than ever, with their self-titled debut and believe me, it’s one mean mutha....

Like a nightmarish vision of Winston Smith, the cover of downset. features a painting of John Q. Citizen all trussed up, gagged with the flag while the constitution burns in the background. No greater truth in labeling has ever been plastered on an album jacket. Downset hail from the police state that is L.A. and that’s the turf they explore lyrically on this powerful collection of songs. 

Musically, they’re somewhere slightly to the left of Body Count, with Rey Anthony Oropeza’s rhymes backed by the twin monster guitars of Rogelio Lozano and Ares, thrashing with abandon, slinging molten riffs while the message is one of freedom and brotherhood in the face of oppression. From women’s fear of rape to the powder keg that is most of L.A., from racism to economic injustice that fosters poverty, Downset explore the socio-political edge of lyrical themes with the language of the street but with a wisdom and insight that defies their relatively young ages.

That Public Enemy should resurface with a new album that is at once both fresh and familiar should surprise no one. That Chuck D. still has an important message to relate, something important to say, should also come as no surprise. These greybeards of rap still have a lot of life left in them, and they’ve got a trick or two to show the young ‘uns.

Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age is Public Enemy’s most adventurous effort to date, a conceptual album set in one of many possible futures. Racism has become institutionalized and a bigot sits in the White House. The environment is in shambles, the Black community is a soulless plantation and violence, natural disasters and hate threaten man’s very existence.

Review originally published by R.A.D! zine, November 1994