Already both involved with Alec Empire's Digital Hardcore Recordings, Patric Catani and Gina V. D'Orio formed EC8OR (prononuced as Ecator, but is actually is a contraction of Eradicator) in 1995. The music was in the same vein of Atari Teenage Riot's style of early Breakcore and hardcore techno with a punk edge, which led to EC8OR being overlooked by fans of digital hardcore recordings, but EC8OR employed more low-res ideas as the first album was entirely composed on Amiga 500 and with a microphone.
EC8OR gained considerable attention in North America in 1997, when the Beastie Boys' pet-label Grand Royal Records released "All Of Us Can Be Rich...", a collection of earlier material on Digital Hardcore Recordings. This led to features and press on the band in Rolling Stone and Alternative Press.
The duo released 5 albums from 1995-1999 and have continued to record after the great DHR implosion of the millennium, and still collaborate often, although Patric and Gina are no longer signed to digital hardcore recordings. Patric would later display his dislike of the state the label is currently in, as he posed in a picture with a digital hardcore hooded top lying in a coffin and said in an interview "The fact that all the bands surrounding Atari Teenage Riot just got used for their sellout idea–to have a whole “movement” and “followers”–led to psychological warfare which some people didn’t survive. There was no trust anymore at some point and no communication."
EC8OR is currently on a permanent hiatus although the duo played a one off gig in Dresden in 2005, and have recently collaborated under the name A*class, whereas Gina still performs in her other band Cobra Killer and with former Shizuo vocalist Annika Trost.
Dirt
Ec8or Lyrics
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Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
And dig me under, I want to live no more
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
For me
I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol
In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like you've made me
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me, for me
You, you are so special
You have the talent to make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your talent to dig me under
And cover me with dirt
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
The lyrics of "Dirt" by Ec8or express a deep sense of self-hatred and desperation. The singer is overwhelmed by frustration and a lack of control over their own life. They express a desire to die and be buried, as they want to escape their pain and suffering. The repeated refrain of "One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be" points to a sense of alienation and isolation, as the singer feels disconnected from others and unable to find support or understanding.
The song is also highly sexualized, with references to wanting to taste "dirty" and the use of a pistol as a metaphor for sexual desire. The object of the singer's desire is described as having the "talent to make me feel like dirt," suggesting a sadomasochistic relationship or a sense of being trapped in an unhealthy dynamic.
Overall, "Dirt" is a highly emotional and intense song that captures the dark and conflicted feelings of the singer. It conveys a sense of despair and hopelessness, but also a desire for release and escape.
Line by Line Meaning
I have never felt such frustration
I am filled with an intense feeling of annoyance and anger
Or lack of self control
I cannot contain my actions or emotions
I want you to kill me
I wish for you to end my life
And dig me under, I want to live no more
Please bury me in the ground, as I wish not to continue living
One who doesn't care, is one who shouldn't be
Those who lack empathy have no place in this world
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
I have attempted to ignore my unhealthy desires
I want to taste dirty, a stinging pistol
I crave the sensation of danger and pain in my mouth
In my mouth, on my tongue
I desire to feel the effects of danger and pain in my mouth and on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
Please remove me forcibly from my position and surroundings
And go crazy like you've made me
React with the insanity that you have induced within me
You, you are so special
You possess a skill that separates you from others
You have the talent to make me feel like dirt
You have the ability to greatly lower my self worth and dignity
And you, you use your talent to dig me under
By using your skill on me, you cause me to sink deeper into despair
And cover me with dirt
I am being suffocated and buried by the negativity you project onto me
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Written by: JERRY CANTRELL, LAYNE STALEY
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