The band's origin dates back to the summer of 1989 when Zak Tell and Jocke Skog met while working together at the Rosenlund Hospital somewhere in the vicinity of Stockholm. In 1990 they were joined by the Norwegian guitarists Bård Torstensen and Erlend Ottem who were also working at the same hospital. Soon the four realized their similar interests in music. Bård and Erlend previously played in a band called Theo in their hometown Arendal back in Norway. Their free time was invested in exploring the musical world, composing and writing songs while evolving into a band.
Their original demo comprising three tracks (Waste of Time, Nigger and Profit Preacher) quickly secured them local radio airplay and consequently brought them to the attention of the MVG label. "Nigger" is an anti-racism statement that caused quite a stir and was a massive success; it was also released as a single. By the beginning of the 1990s, Clawfinger self-released their debut Deaf Dumb Blind. This sold in over 600,000 copies worldwide and was critically acclaimed in Swedish press. With the addition of André Skaug and drummer Morten Skaug, Clawfinger went on tour and played at countless European festivals including major support slots with Anthrax and Alice in Chains.
The band received many awards, including two home Grammies at the Swedish Grammy Awards in 1994 for best hard rock band and best music video. After touring, they went straight back in the studio to record their second album, Use Your Brain. After the release of this album they went on yet another touring campaign, most notably participating at Ozzy Osbourne's Monsters of Rock Festival in Brazil and Chile, rocking alongside American metal counterparts like Megadeth, Faith No More, and Alice Cooper. Back in Europe they continued their touring campaign by participating at festivals and countless gigs.
Their self-titled album Clawfinger was released in 1997. The first song on the album is Two Sides, which expanded the band's reach by using female choir vocals and a Middle Eastern sound. The rest of the album continues with the band's typical aggressive voice and socio-political lyrics.
A Whole Lot of Nothing was the fourth album released on 23 July 2001. The music showcases the same aggressive guitars, with more distortion effects and sounds, adding a whole new level of diversification. As for the synthesizers, on this particular album they're more present than on any other of Clawfinger's works.
Zeros & Heroes was released in 2003 and it caused controversy in America because the song Step Aside did not sit well with most American audiences due to the fact it slams George W. Bush and the post 9/11 (and not only) military politics of the US. It offers yet another style change for the ears of the listener. The electronic sound and synthesizers from A Whole Lot of Nothing are gone and replaced by a more complex and melodic guitar riffing.
Hate Yourself With Style was released in 2005. The album continued the path entered on Zeros & Heroes and is characterized by hardrock style melodic speedy guitar riffs. The keyboards which particularly characterized A Whole Lot of Nothing have completely disappeared.
Life Will Kill You was released in 2007. It has spawned three singles: Prisoners, The Price We Pay, and Little Baby.
The band officially disbanded in 23 August 2013.
Current members:
Zak Tell — vocals
Jocke Skog — keyboards
Bard Torstensen — guitar
Henka Johansson — drums
Andre Skaug — bass
Recipe For Hate
Clawfinger Lyrics
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Before I heat up the pan
I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up
And keep everything close at hand
Then I add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude
A rush of adrenaline to spice things up
And then half a spoon of bad mood
One bottle of my sweat one bottle of tears,
It all blends together like a cat and dog
And the result is as clear as mud
I pick the worst situation out of the bunch
And throw it right into the mix
And last but not least I add a little bit of spit,
Just a few little nasty cliques
That's my recipe for hate
I turn up the heat to 400 degrees and go to work on the attitude
I shake it all up in a provocative way to make sure it comes out rude
Then I grind down the frustration hard so that all of the scents can blend
I pour the sweat on top and then the tears
To make sure that I don't make friends
When the mood is wrong, everything is right, I can add the adrenaline
But I've got to be careful with the dose I use,
The effect shouldn't wear to thin
The blood comes last 'cause' it always has a tendency to cool and coagulate
So I calculate and make no mistakes,
It's so fresh that it still pulsates
That's my recipe for hate......
When the meal is done you get a spoiled appetite
And a dish full of disagree some ignorance on the side,
A plate full of hate, served with a fistful of me
In Clawfinger's song Recipe For Hate, the lyrics describe the creation of hate as if it were a recipe, with a list of ingredients and cooking instructions. The lyrics suggest that hate is not an abstract emotion but rather something that can be intentionally created using a precise formula. The first step in the recipe is to ensure that the right ingredients are gathered before starting. Once everything is in place, the recipe starts with adding bitterness to grease up the pan. This is followed by fresh frustration and attitude, spiced up with a rush of adrenaline and bad mood. The recipe then calls for adding sweat, tears, and blood, and mixing all of it together. The outcome, as the lyrics state, is as clear as mud.
The second part of the lyrics describes the cooking process itself. The heat is turned up to 400 degrees, and the ingredients are shaken in a provocative way to ensure that the outcome is rude. The frustration is ground down to ensure that all the scents can blend, and the sweat and tears are poured over it to create the perfect consistency. Then the blood is added, but with caution, as it tends to cool and coagulate. The lyrics suggest that creating hate requires precision and calculation to ensure that the final product is as intended.
In conclusion, the song Recipe For Hate by Clawfinger is a metaphorical representation of hate as a tangible and intentional product created through a precise formula. The lyrics use cooking instructions to illustrate the steps and ingredients involved in the creation of hate.
Line by Line Meaning
First of all I make sure I've got the right ingredients
I start by ensuring that I have everything I need to make a perfect recipe for hate
Before I heat up the pan
I prepare myself mentally and emotionally for what's to come
I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up
I begin with a negative mindset, and use it to prepare the foundation for my hatred
And keep everything close at hand
I make sure to have easy access to all the ingredients I need for the recipe
Then I add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude
I mix in a healthy dose of anger and attitude to amplify the bitterness
A rush of adrenaline to spice things up
I add a burst of excitement to ensure the hatred is intense and powerful
And then half a spoon of bad mood
I sprinkle in a little bit of negativity to feed the hatred
One bottle of my sweat one bottle of tears,
I add a measure of my own pain and suffering, and make sure it's intense
A few drops of my own blood
I bring a deep wound that bleeds, and add some essence of it from the wound itself
It all blends together like a cat and dog
When combined, the ingredients barely mix, and create a chaotic mixture
And the result is as clear as mud
At the end of the day, the hatred is a total mess that's difficult to comprehend
I pick the worst situation out of the bunch
I choose the most negative and painful experience from my life to add to the hatred
And throw it right into the mix
I incorporate the experience into the hatred recipe, ensuring that it's mixed in well
And last but not least I add a little bit of spit,
I include something disgusting, like spit, to make the recipe even worse
Just a few little nasty cliques
I add some insulting phrases or statements to augment the hatred
That's my recipe for hate
The culmination of all these ingredients in the right order and composition results in my recipe for hate
I turn up the heat to 400 degrees and go to work on the attitude
I increase the intensity of the hatred and focus on bringing the attitude to its maximum level
I shake it all up in a provocative way to make sure it comes out rude
I mix everything with an intention of inciting and offending the subject of the hatred
Then I grind down the frustration hard so that all of the scents can blend
I work hard to blend the bitterness, anger and other ingredients together into one mixture
I pour the sweat on top and then the tears
I add the pain of sweating and crying on top of the anger, bitterness and blood
To make sure that I don't make friends
All these ingredients are chosen and mixed to ensure that I produce a recipe for hatred that alienates and isolates me from my targets
When the mood is wrong, everything is right, I can add the adrenaline
The more wrong things happen to me and the worse the mood, the more I can amplify the hatred with adrenaline later on
But I've got to be careful with the dose I use,
I must remain mindful of the amounts of ingredients added, as it might not enhance the effects in the right way
The effect shouldn't wear to thin
I must sustain the hatred over an extended period of time for maximum effect
The blood comes last 'cause it always has a tendency to cool and coagulate
I add the blood as the last part of the hatred recipe because of its tendency to be the stalest ingredient
So I calculate and make no mistakes,
I carefully plan and execute the recipe to make sure nothing goes wrong and everything is perfect
It's so fresh that it still pulsates
The mix of hatred is so fresh and recently made, with enough potency and life for immediate use
When the meal is done you get a spoiled appetite
The end result of the recipe for hatred is created to discourage, deter, and visibly upset the subject
And a dish full of disagree some ignorance on the side,
The hatred is presented with discontent and, instead of serving it alone, it's served with a side of ignorance
A plate full of hate, served with a fistful of me
The hatred attributed to its source is so rich and abundant that it completely takes over an individual's character, leading to a hateful and self-absorbed life
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BARD SVERRE TORSTENSEN, ERLEND OTTEM, JOCKE SKOG, ZAK NIKOLAS TELL
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Alexander Griffin
First of all I make sure I've got the right ingredients
Before I heat up the pan
I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up
And keep everything close at hand
Then I add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude
A rush of adrenaline to spice things up
And then half a spoon of bad mood
One bottle of my sweat one bottle of tears,
A few drops of my own blood
It all blends together like a cat and dog
And the result is as clear as mud
I pick the worst situation out of the bunch
And throw it right into the mix
And last but not least I add a little bit of spit,
Just a few little nasty cliques
That's my recipe for hate
I turn up the heat to 400 degrees and go to work on the attitude
I shake it all up in a provocative way to make sure it comes out rude
Then I grind down the frustration hard so that all of the scents can blend
I pour the sweat on top and then the tears
To make sure that I don't make friends
When the mood is wrong, everything is right, I can add the adrenaline
But I've got to be careful with the dose I use,
The effect shouldn't wear to thin
The blood comes last 'cause' it always has a tendency to cool and coagulate
So I calculate and make no mistakes,
It's so fresh that it still pulsates
That's my recipe for hate......
When the meal is done you get a spoiled appetite
And a dish full of disagree some ignorance on the side,
A plate full of hate, served with a fistful of me
Александр Сергеевич
Крутейшие ребятки, качают, сколько бы времени не прошло.
Alexander Griffin
First of all I make sure I've got the right ingredients
Before I heat up the pan
I take a little bit of bitterness to grease it up
And keep everything close at hand
Then I add a few ounces of fresh frustration and half a cup of attitude
A rush of adrenaline to spice things up
And then half a spoon of bad mood
One bottle of my sweat one bottle of tears,
A few drops of my own blood
It all blends together like a cat and dog
And the result is as clear as mud
I pick the worst situation out of the bunch
And throw it right into the mix
And last but not least I add a little bit of spit,
Just a few little nasty cliques
That's my recipe for hate
I turn up the heat to 400 degrees and go to work on the attitude
I shake it all up in a provocative way to make sure it comes out rude
Then I grind down the frustration hard so that all of the scents can blend
I pour the sweat on top and then the tears
To make sure that I don't make friends
When the mood is wrong, everything is right, I can add the adrenaline
But I've got to be careful with the dose I use,
The effect shouldn't wear to thin
The blood comes last 'cause' it always has a tendency to cool and coagulate
So I calculate and make no mistakes,
It's so fresh that it still pulsates
That's my recipe for hate......
When the meal is done you get a spoiled appetite
And a dish full of disagree some ignorance on the side,
A plate full of hate, served with a fistful of me
João Costa
such a killer groove!
M0rph3u5
I will carry this tune to my grave.. one of my favourite bands
Sławiański Barbarzyńca
To jest pieprzona stara dobra rewelacja!
O to chodzi w Rock’n’Rollu- rytm, który niesie z pierdolnięciem.
M. Soracle
2019 and still kicking some serious ass!
LeadMe2TheBliss
2022
Serge Prokopenko
My all time fav! Nicely re-edited. Thanks a lot for sharing!
p.s.: I also love the original version where girls beat the shit out of you guys :)
Виктор Жижин
Считаю одной из лучших композиций
Jindřich Novák
immortal song!