The band's debut album wasn't released until 1995, when Pussysoul came out on Dwell Records. The following four albums were released by Relapse Records, until they signed with Metal Blade Records for their 2008 album, Inevitable Collapse in the Presence of Conviction.
The band have had their share of tribulations, even violence. On 26 April 2004, bassist Scott Williams was killed in an apparent murder/suicide by his roommate. Then, in September 2005, former singer Glenn Rambo was killed in Hurricane Katrina.
Coverage of the band has been positive. In 2006, Soilent Green was featured in Grindcore, Crustcore Maniacs magazine in an article about the New Orleans metal scene. In 2009, they were featured on the first episode of season four on the Adult Swim show Squidbillies, episode 41, entitled "Lerm". They performed the main title theme in a cowpunk/sludge style
Soilent Green was also featured in Rolling Stone as one of the top 25 most influential metal bands.
The band consists of
Ben Falgoust – vocals (Goatwhore)
Brian Patton – guitars (Eyehategod)
Gregg Harney – guitars (Spickle)
Tommy Buckley – drums (Crowbar)
Scott Crochet – bass (Hostile Apostle)
Former members include
Scott Williams – bass
Donovan Punch – guitars
Glen Rambo – vocals (Nuclear Crucifixion)
Ben Stout – guitars (Goatwhore)
Tony White – guitars (Paralysis)
Official site - http://www.soilent-green.com
Walk a Year In My Mind
Soilent Green Lyrics
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raped of this primitive trust
instinct... an art of overridden wrath
twisted and bound into my own flesh
break down... this existence
a wish of death... a tired warm breath
disturb the subtle side of me
expression my quality
into my walled mind...
my sustain of pain
a slut of love... the lover in sin
let these beatings begin ...begin...
get out of my face...
disgrace to your race, your kind
left your own friends behind
...undecided oppositions fall...
complications... no money
need to borrow time... no help
can't seem to get a straight face
...a fit of intense anger...
thinking... planning...
switching the choices daily
seeing my life through frames
an urge that repulses love
and rekindles a pain
increase the purge for more...
your faltered game
listen to a word
actions speak-out...
wipe-out words that lie
emotional thief... held my grounds
reveal solutions to weakness
conform to the trails of man
breaking down of morals
punishment worse when younger
I can smell the aroma of life
the elixir of ill-forgot lies
taste that indulges in sin
waiting to be taken in...
youthful nightmares
made reality through diagnosis
crawling to these channels
of comfort through the stains
from beatings
playing these razor keys
to instrumental horror
the cities of living people,
the valleys of the dead
songs sung by the swarms
of flies over carnage
the kings that endure the life of filth
ripping through... digging deep
chasing me in my dreams
penetrate the dialect
a broken deep thought... learning lessbottle of cheap wine
the vintage mind
from a not so good year
expose a deep hidden need
you've left me... leave me...
i've left me for this reach on unsanity
speechless in this silence...
speaking louder...
screaming, no one hears
you're seeing nothing more than you
care to see what you don't want to see
garden sick creatures
the mind grows to fertilize
the concepts with shit
touch my hand... sink inside my dreams
reality distinct to the point of fear
repeating an idea to over-analyze disgrace
the strain... overload... blown in your face
confine this pre-made conception
force-fed the lie of hope... choke on it
these truths untold... behold... now pain
this solitude for a higher love
striving for some kind
of excellent emotion
I don't think you would like to be me
sexual repression has led to deviance
The lyrics to Soilent Green's "Walk a Year In My Mind" narrate the psychological turmoil and distress of the singer, who is overcome with an overwhelming sense of self-loathing and guilt. Throughout the song, the singer is grappling with a slew of intense emotions, including anger, frustration, and despair. The opening lines of the song - "seduced of my virgin descent, raped of this primitive trust" - suggest that the singer has been deeply wounded by an emotional and/or physical trauma in his past, and as a result, he's been left feeling vulnerable and alone.
The singer goes on to describe the impact that this trauma has had on him, noting that he's been "twisted and bound into [his] own flesh". He struggles to control his own thoughts and emotions, and is plagued by "youthful nightmares made reality through diagnosis". The verses are full of striking imagery, including references to "cities of living people, the valleys of the dead" and "songs sung by swarms of flies over carnage". These lines emphasize the singer's sense of alienation and despair.
Despite the bleakness of the song's lyrics, there is a sense of defiance and anger that runs through it. The singer accuses others of being a "disgrace to their race" and of "conforming to the trails of man". He rails against the "emotional thief" who has "held his ground", and seems to be fighting to reclaim a sense of agency and control over his own life. At the same time, however, he acknowledges that he is not without blame, admitting that his "sexual repression has led to deviance". Overall, the lyrics to "Walk a Year In My Mind" paint a vivid portrait of a shattered psyche, struggling to make sense of a world that seems intent on crushing him beneath its weight.
Line by Line Meaning
seduced of my virgin descent
I was corrupted when I was young and innocent
raped of this primitive trust
I was violated and lost my capacity to trust
instinct... an art of overridden wrath
My natural impulses are now destructive forces in me
twisted and bound into my own flesh
My own body has become a prison to me
break down... this existence
I want my life to end
a wish of death... a tired warm breath
I desire to die, and my breaths are labored and tired
disturb the subtle side of me
Something is causing a disturbance in me
expression my quality
My means of communicating is a defining attribute of mine
scratching this sanity
I am slowly losing my sanity
into my walled mind...
My mind is closed off from the world
my sustain of pain
I am sustained by my own pain
a slut of love... the lover in sin
I am promiscuous, but my love affairs bring me sorrow
let these beatings begin ...begin...
My suffering will soon commence
get out of my face...
You are annoying me and I want you to leave
disgrace to your race, your kind
You are shameful and you bring shame to your heritage
left your own friends behind
You have abandoned the people who care about you
...undecided oppositions fall...
Opponents who are undecided will ultimately yield to me
complications... no money
I have money troubles, which make everything more difficult
need to borrow time... no help
I need more time but nobody is available to help me
can't seem to get a straight face
I am unable to maintain composure
...a fit of intense anger...
I am enraged to the point of losing control
thinking... planning...
I am thinking and scheming
switching the choices daily
I am indecisive and change my mind often
seeing my life through frames
I am viewing my life like a series of snapshots
an urge that repulses love
I feel a desire that makes me unable to love
and rekindles a pain
This desire brings back memories of pain
increase the purge for more...
I need to get rid of this feeling even more
your faltered game
Your plan has failed
listen to a word
Pay attention to what I am saying
actions speak-out...
One's actions reveal their true intentions
wipe-out words that lie
I am getting rid of deceitful words
emotional thief... held my grounds
Someone has taken my emotional well-being, but I am still standing
reveal solutions to weakness
Sharing the solutions to one's weaknesses can make them stronger
conform to the trails of man
Follow the path that society prescribes
breaking down of morals
The decline of values
punishment worse when younger
The repercussions hurt more when one is younger
I can smell the aroma of life
I can sense the presence of living things
the elixir of ill-forgot lies
The remedy for forgotten lies
taste that indulges in sin
An experience that offers pleasure despite being morally wrong
waiting to be taken in...
I am ready to be transformed
youthful nightmares
Scary experiences from my childhood
made reality through diagnosis
My nightmares have become a reality after being confirmed by a physician
crawling to these channels
Seeking comfort through unorthodox means
of comfort through the stains
Trying to find solace in something that has been spoiled
from beatings
As a result of physical abuse
playing these razor keys
Using musical instruments to express my pain
to instrumental horror
Creating terrifying music
the cities of living people,
Urban areas inhabited by people who are alive
the valleys of the dead
The low-lying regions where the deceased are buried
songs sung by the swarms
Melodies made by large groups of insects
of flies over carnage
Hovering over decaying flesh
the kings that endure the life of filth
Those who lead a life of impurity and still survive
ripping through... digging deep
Harmful forces are penetrating and causing great damage
chasing me in my dreams
Haunting me even while I sleep
penetrate the dialect
Understand the true nature of language
a broken deep thought... learning less
A memory or idea that I cannot fully comprehend
bottle of cheap wine
An inexpensive bottle of wine
the vintage mind
The mind of an earlier time period
from a not so good year
From a period of time where things were not going well
expose a deep hidden need
Reveal a desire that was previously hidden
you've left me... leave me...
You have abandoned me, and I want you to continue to do so
i've left me for this reach on unsanity
I am destroying myself by pursuing madness
speechless in this silence...
I am at a loss for words in this quietness
speaking louder...
Trying to make myself heard
screaming, no one hears
Yelling but not being listened to
you're seeing nothing more than you
The only thing you are seeing is yourself
care to see what you don't want to see
Be willing to observe things that are unpleasant
garden sick creatures
Nurturing things that are sickly or abnormal
the mind grows to fertilize
The mind can be a source of development
the concepts with shit
These ideas are based on unsavory things
touch my hand... sink inside my dreams
Join me in my fantasies
reality distinct to the point of fear
The truth is so scary it is almost unbelievable
repeating an idea to over-analyze disgrace
Repeating an unpleasant thought to the point of obsession
the strain... overload... blown in your face
Stress and anxiety are becoming too much to bear
confine this pre-made conception
Restrict this idea that was formed prematurely
force-fed the lie of hope... choke on it
Being given false hope and struggling to accept it
these truths untold... behold... now pain
Realizing unsettling truths causes one to feel agony
this solitude for a higher love
Seeking to be alone in order to better love oneself and others
striving for some kind
Trying to achieve a certain type
of excellent emotion
An elevated form of feeling
I don't think you would like to be me
My life is so bleak that I doubt you would want to trade places with me
sexual repression has led to deviance
Denying oneself sexually has caused perverse behaviors to emerge
Contributed by Joshua D. Suggest a correction in the comments below.