NOT NOW RIGHT NOW

NOT NOW RIGHT NOW

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Combining the spirit of Rage Against the Machine with the sonic sensibilities of At The Drive-In and Gang of Four, NOT NOW RIGHT NOW represents an entirely fresh, fiery and incomparable take on punk/indie rock's fusion with political hip hop and funk.

Biography

Urgency.

Not Now Right Now take the stage with the subtlety of a pipe bomb.

Songs explode from part to part with dizzying texture, the breakneck changes whipping around Anupum Mehrotra’s lyrical acrobatics in a blur of sweat, hair, and righteous rage.

There is palpable danger; it’s like catching a wanted political dissident haranguing the mob with a megaphone. He’s calling out our society’s unbridled avarice, its duplicitous leaders, and a media that submits itself to power over truth; blowing Chomsky and Foucault like Coltrane did Favorite Things. The band affirms these jackhammer words with jagged power chords and fits of anarchic drumming. It’s a sonic tornado, a protest on the precipice of a riot.

While the vocal attack calls to mind a machine gun, the physicality of Apurva's guitar playing generates sounds and rhythms no one else can conjure. Oliver wields the bass like a lead guitar, providing the perfect counterpoint to Apurva's manic strumming. And it's been said that no producer today would allow Keith Moon to do his thing, but Andy's take-no-prisoners drumming aims to prove that wrong.

The music is fresh; you know you haven't heard this before. It’s punk for the hip hop generation, political poetry for the genuinely outraged, funk for meth-eatin’ bikers.

Now the song builds to an enormous chorus. The shout-along anthems slam the air like a thousand fists at a protest rally. This is a challenge. Stop. Recognize the soft-sell atrocities that are being carried out in your name. Start digging for truth and refuse to look the other way. Stop reflexively trusting what those in power have to say. Stand up and make yourself heard. Not now, right now.

Lyrics

Quitting and Getting Paid

Written By: Not Now Right Now

Back with jungle lust, navigate the map of massacres
Flavor on a tongue that's gone numb
The shock sure stung, now here comes the tantrum

The sinking of minds, cargo gone adrift, oh the drifter
Tightens choke holds on all the locals
Logic leaping through every loophole

The cause a mirage, must massage and rub down disaster
Oh the laughter, oh my the laughter
One day after, penance for bastards

Dismiss the mismatch, flex your chest, address the sinister
These tenets will sell your people out
Lieutenants all foaming at the mouth

Channel the back channel, intel hell
The rascals certainly won't rebel
The password, give the king the last word
What's deserved, boomeranging backwards

Deterrents be damned, when you bankrupt hope for innocents
Must act on corruption with eruptions
Minds bought cheap now ceasing to function

From the ignorant, malignant intent, a malcontent
Tend to bend what's discussed, the disgust
Gentlemen you must learn to distrust

First the Bombs, Then the Banks

Written By: Not Now Right Now

Blinding billowing clouds of deceit, save your receipt
Favor the lords who savor the sword
Craving to wage and wager on war

Sieges for prestige, arteries of artillery
Favor the lords who savor the sword
Craving to wage and wager on war

First the bombs, then the banks
A protocol that runs recall…
And the bliss of the murderers in the sky
Oh the bliss of the murderers in the sky
Throw your fist at the murderers in the sky

Winding, withering streets policed by princes and priests
Favor the lords who savor the sword
Craving to wage and wager on war

The urges of the scourge verses our power to purge (x2)

Leave No Refuge

Written By: Not Now Right Now

Power devours and brands our demands
This blazing hell a gruesome testament
Cursed with the reign of gold
Not color but crime, not god but man

The leave no refuge rule hinges on
Faces to floors, hinges off doors
Within these borders we burn
Have you not enough slaves now

Checks on the wicked enginery of war
Sacrificed upon the alter of pride and ambition
Disciplined disciples, all species of outrage commissioned

Raid after raid, butchery has its day
As scores lay trapped and watching rapt
For them the memory thickens
So no sin is left untapped

Power devours and brands our demands
This blazing hell a gruesome testament
Cursed with the reign of gold
Not color but crime, not god but man

Discography

Not Now Right Now (EP) 2007
I Think I See Evil (LP) 2005

Set List

Mimic the Accident
Quitting and Getting Paid
First the Bombs Then the Banks
The Message and the Moment
Leave No Refuge
Missing in the Numbers
Weird in the Public