Chat Pile’s Why is the anthem we need in a time of political crisis
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They might balk at the thought, but the Oklahoma metal group could be the unlikely saviour of the protest songDon’t get the Guide delivered to your inbox? Sign up hereChat Pile’s song Why opens with a question so guileless you could imagine a five-year-old posing it. “Why do people have to live outside,” asks frontman Raygun Busch (not his real name, as you might have guessed) plaintively, “in the brutal heat or when it’s below freezing?” The biggest clue that this isn’t an episode of Sesame Street comes from the chaos swirling around his words: churning guitars; brutal, detuned bass; relentless, clattering drums.Undeterred by that maelstrom, Busch continues with the questions, his voice getting louder and more forceful: “Why do people have to live outside, when there are buildings all around us with heat on and no one inside?” As the central, doomy riff rears its ugly head for the song’s chorus, Busch loses his inhibitions entirely, furiously screaming “Why?” over and over again. “Horror story, real American horror story”, he growls at the song’s climax, a sample of a tornado warning siren ringing away ominously behind him. The protest song is alive and well, and it’s taken the unlikely form of a sludge metal track.Alan Rickman’s Sheriff of Nottingham in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Kevin Costner and co seemed to be taking it all very very seriously. The late and much missed Mr Rickman went full-on pantomime villain and stole the film from under their oh-so-earnest noses! Jamie RentonTom Hardy: it’s impressive that an actor who can be so compellingly understated as the eponymous Locke can also dial it up to 11. He is particularly ripe as Alfie Solomons in Peaky Blinders – and in a cast that includes Paul Anderson’s Arthur Shelby and Sam Claflin’s Oswald Mosley, it’s a pretty good effort to stand out. Richard HamiltonJared Leto in just about anything but most recently House of Gucci. He doesn’t just chew the scenery, he swallows it, digests it and shits it out. When Al Pacino gives the most restrained performance, you know you‘re in trouble. Anonymous Continue reading...