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"TISM are shit" still, 31 years later

TISM (short for This Is Serious, Mum), formed in Melbourne, Australia in 1982, and, after a couple of false starts, became one the most popular underground groups of the Australian music scene with their alternative rock/techno/punk inspired releases.

TISM's first concert was on 6 December 1983. The Get Fucked Concert at the Duncan McKinnon Athletics Reserve in the small suburb of Murrumbeena was considered a complete failure which caused the band to officially split up. They reformed in February 1984 and returned to their recordings. They consider every subsequent performance a "re-union gig".

TISM have what can only be described as a twisted sense of humor. But whereas bands like They Might Be Giants use their humor to write pop songs with quirky lyrics, TISM use theirs to viciously lampoon anyone and anything. Literally nothing is sacred.

A rising tide of interest greeted the band in 1986 following the release of their debut album, Form and Meaning Reach Ultimate Communion. An attempted interview at this time by a well-known music magazine was treated in a typical TISM manner: the journalist stood at the opposite end of a football ground to the band, and shouted questions to them through a megaphone. The answers were then shouted back through another megaphone. To make things even more difficult, a long piece of string ran between the band and the journalist -- the string had to be kept taut or the band wouldn't co-operate. A journalist from Rolling Stone magazine was told he'd need to put on a wetsuit and meet them in an Italian restaurant. He did, and the band only answered him with pre-recorded quotes by John Lennon from a tape recorder. Rolling Stone had nothing nice to say about TISM following this. The band also faired poorly in the USA, as "Kill Americans" was never given much publicity there.

And now here's just a couple songs from the 31 years worth of shit these musical trolls inflicted on us.

members
  • Ron Hitler-Barassi
  • Humphrey B. Flaubert
  • Jock Cheese
  • Eugene de la Hot-Croix Bun
  • Tokin' Blackman
  • Jon St. Peenis
  • Les Miserables
  • Genre B. Goode
  • Leek Van Vlalen
Death Death Death Amway Amway Amway


Root (1986)


Defecate On my Face (80's)


All ordinaries index
(stock market) & Let's club it to death (1990)


Defecate On my Face - Redneck Edition


T.S. Elliot (80's)


Thou shalt not Brittany Spears


Garbage (don't recycle)


He'll Never Be An Old Man River (I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix)


Everyone Else Has Had More Sex Than Me


Whatareya?


TISM are shit
 
TISM had to be thrown from a music festival here or Red Hot Chilli Peppers were going to boycott their own tour. "Honk If You Love Fred Durst" also got them in shit with the music industry. This happened at least 30 other times, thus proving they're better than red hot chilli peppers and fred durr
 
TISM (short for This Is Serious, Mum), formed in Melbourne, Australia in 1982, and, after a couple of false starts, became one the most popular underground groups of the Australian music scene with their alternative rock/techno/punk inspired releases. This was well before USA based shit-stain commercial bands like Nirvana blemished our fair society with music you can shoot yourself to.

TISM's first concert was on 6 December 1983. The Get Fucked Concert at the Duncan McKinnon Athletics Reserve in the small suburb of Murrumbeena was considered a complete failure which caused the band to officially split up. They reformed in February 1984 and returned to their recordings. They consider every subsequent performance a "re-union gig".

TISM have what can only be described as a twisted sense of humor. But whereas bands like They Might Be Giants use their humor to write pop songs with quirky lyrics, TISM use theirs to viciously lampoon anyone and anything. Literally nothing is sacred.

A rising tide of interest greeted the band in 1986 following the release of their debut album, Form and Meaning Reach Ultimate Communion. An attempted interview at this time by a well-known music magazine was treated in a typical TISM manner: the journalist stood at the opposite end of a football ground to the band, and shouted questions to them through a megaphone. The answers were then shouted back through another megaphone. To make things even more difficult, a long piece of string ran between the band and the journalist -- the string had to be kept taut or the band wouldn't co-operate. A journalist from Rolling Stone magazine was told he'd need to put on a wetsuit and meet them in an Italian restaurant. He did, and the band only answered him with pre-recorded quotes by John Lennon from a tape recorder. Rolling Stone had nothing nice to say about TISM following this. The band also faired poorly in the USA, as "Kill Americans" was never given much publicity there.

And now here's just a couple songs from the 31 years worth of shit these musical trolls inflicted on us.

members
  • Ron Hitler-Barassi
  • Humphrey B. Flaubert
  • Jock Cheese
  • Eugene de la Hot-Croix Bun
  • Tokin' Blackman
  • Jon St. Peenis
  • Les Miserables
  • Genre B. Goode
  • Leek Van Vlalen

Cool '80s avantgarde..:) :tu:
 
the shit these people like here is only indicative of their intellegence. fucking sheep. bottom line is, record companies here could take anyone not butt fucking ugly, put them in a studio with computers, then proceed to overproduce, auto tune, or program some sythesized sounds. send it out to radio staions and a hit is born. america loves it. kanye is a genius.
 
Cool '80s avantgarde..:) :tu:
That was the joke that flew over everyone's head at the time. And still does.


the shit these people like here is only indicative of their intellegence. fucking sheep. bottom line is, record companies here could take anyone not butt fucking ugly, put them in a studio with computers, then proceed to overproduce, auto tune, or program some sythesized sounds. send it out to radio staions and a hit is born. america loves it. kanye is a genius.

The internet is the only hope for people with talent now as the recording industry are just looking for a face to match up with the song a 50 year old songwriter wrote about falling in love. The whole industry is a joke.
 
dont forget about trucks, dirt roads, get in my truck girl in tight blue jeans were going to the riverbank for sunrise/sunset/moonlight with some goodstuff aka booze, girl.

funny, they look gay
 
dont forget about trucks, dirt roads, get in my truck girl in tight blue jeans were going to the riverbank for sunrise/sunset/moonlight with some goodstuff aka booze, girl.

funny, they look gay

Sitting around a campfire listening to some guy sing about his girl leaving with/stealing his best pair of jeans is about as close to the Christian concept of hell as we'll ever get.
 
I Don't Want TISM I Want A Girlfriend



Defecate on My Face (1986)

Come home tired, what a day I've had
News ain't good from Stalingrad
I've been busy protecting the German race
So come on baby, defecate on my face
So, come on baby, send it on down
Bend over Braun and gimme your brown
There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact
So hurry up Eva and move your digestive tract
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face



I Might Be A Cunt, But I'm Not A Fucking Cunt



Shut Up (the footy's on the radio)

 
Defecate on My Face (1986)

Come home tired, what a day I've had
News ain't good from Stalingrad
I've been busy protecting the German race
So come on baby, defecate on my face
So, come on baby, send it on down
Bend over Braun and gimme your brown
There's trouble brewing in the Warsaw Pact
So hurry up Eva and move your digestive tract
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face
Defecate on my face, defecate on my face



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i like their premise. funny shit. :hm:
 
I know I might be bumping an old thread but this band is a fav and funny as. I thought I heard a new song this morning but I have been wrong b4



It's pretty old, you would have liked them crashing hey hey with 28 people, they called daryl sommers a paedophile in the green room and got banned from channel 9. That was professional trolling in 1989.

 
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