This album is made in loving memory of Richard "Lucky Dog" Gargano, his parents Richard Sr. and Mildred, Ryan Franz, Georgia Moses, Judi Bari, Jerrold Hall and Kuan Chung Kao.

On May 24, 1990, a car bomb exploded beneath environmental and labor activist Judi Bari's car seat as she drove through Oakland, California with fellow activist Darryl Cherney. Judi and Daryl were prominent organizers for Earth First! Redwood Summer, a campaign of nonviolent logging protests.

For several years before the bombing, Earth First! had spearheaded a growing movement of public protest and direct action against the big timber corporations' strip-logging in the redwood region of Northern California. Judi in particular was instrumental in building a coalition of loggers and environmentalists opposed to cut-and-run logging, and in broadening the scrope and appeal of the movement. During the month before the bombing, Judi had received a series of written death threats relating to her timber organizing, the worst featuring a photo of her with a rifle scope and crosshairs superimposed on her face. Shortly afterwards, the bomb exploded in her car.

The bomb nearly killed Judi, and left her permanently disabled and in severe pain for the rest of her life. Darryl escaped with minor injuries. But the terror of the attack did not end there. Within minutes of the blast, the FBI appeared on the scene. In defiance of all the evidence, they had Judi and Darryl arrested for possession of explosives, claiming the two were knowingly transporting the bomb that had been meant to kill them.

These incredible charges were then trumpeted in the national press, with the FBI and Oakland Police (OPD) falsely portraying Judi and Darryl as violent terrorists rather than the targets of a terrorist attack. After eight weeks of public statements by the FBI and OPD villifying the activists, the district attorney declined to press charges for lack of evidence. To this day the FBI and police have conducted no serious investigation of the bombing and the bombers remain at large.

In 1991, Judi and Darryl filed a federal lawsuit against the FBI and Oakland Police, charging them with false arrest and conspiracy to violate the activists' civil rights. The lawsuit charges that the FBI and police knew perfectly well that Judi and Darryl were innocent, and that they were in fact victims of a brutal assassination attempt. Their false arrest was part of an FBI-driven COINTELPRO-style operation to "neutralize" Judi Bari and Darryl Cherney as organizers

FBI's COINTELPRO

COINTELPRO was an infamous FBI program of the late 1960s and 70s, intended to "expose, disrupt, misdirect, discredit and otherwise neutralize" activists and groups advocating social change in the U.S. COINTELPRO techniques included the use of disinformation campains, surveillance, threats and violence in order to isolate, terrorize and destabilize political groups and frame or assassinate their leaders.

Two of the best known victims of COINTELPRO are recently-released Black Panter leader Geronimo juJaga (Pratt), and Leonard Peltier, the American Indian Movement leader still unjustly imprisoned. Both were framed by the FBI and jailed for crimes the evidence shows they could not have committed.

Althought COINTELPRO was supposedly dismantled in 1975 after a congressional hearing exposed its massive abuses of democratic rights, the Bari bombing case shows that COINTELPRO-style repression is alive and well in the 1990s.

For more information on the Judi Bari bombing case or to make a text deductible contribution to the lawsuit, contact:

Redwood Summer Justice (http://www.monitor.net/~bari/)
PO Box 14720
Santa Rosa, CA 95402
(707)887-0262

The most striking evidence in the cast is the police's own photos of the bombed-out car. These photos show that the FBI and police knowingly lied when they rushed to arrest Judi and Darryl for the bombing.

The arrest was based on the FBI's false claim that the bomb was located on the back seat floorboard when it exploded, and therefore that Judi and Darryl must have seen it and known they were carrying it. But the photos, along with the physical evidence and the findings of the FBI's own bomb expert, clearly show that the bomb was actually located directly beneath the driver's seat, and that this was obvious from the damage to the car.

The FBI also claimed that nails taped to the bomb for shrapnel effect were "identical" to nails found in a bag in the back of Judi's car. In fact, the nails in the bomb were finishing nails while the nails in the car were roofing nails -- two types of nails so different in appearance that no honest observer could have mistakenly called them "identical."

Through the lawsuit's discovering process, we've also learned that the bomb was triggered by a motion device consisting of a large ball bearing that had to roll into place to connect two contact points. In other words, this was a motion-triggered booby trap bomb, set to explode when the car was driven, and wrapped in shrapnel to insure maximum injury to the car's occupants.

This clearly discredits the FBI's story that Judi and Darryl were knowingly transporting the bomb to use in some kind of sabotage action. Yet even thouh the FBI and police retrieved pieces of the motion device within hours of the explosion, they never told the press and they ignored this critical evidence when they arrested Judi and Darryl on charges of transporting explosives.

FBI BOMB SCHOOL

Even more serious questions about the FBI's conduct have been raised by revelations of an FBI "bomb school" held shortly before the attempt on Judi's life. According to FBI files and the sworn testimony of Oakland Police and FBI agents, the FBI held a training course for bomb investigators in Eureka, California, in the heart of the redwood region, just four week before the bomb exploded in Judi's car. During the week-long course the FBI blew up cars with pipe bombs and practiced responding.

The teacher at bomb school was Special Agent Frank Doyle, the same FBI bomb expert who showed up at the scene in Oakland and supervised the collection of evidence. It is Frank Doyle who is quoted in the search warrant falsely stating that the bomb was in the back seat and that nails in the car matched nails in the bomb. In the FBI's own crime scene video, Doyle can be heard joking with his cohorts in an apparent reference to bomb school. "This is it! This is the final exam."

At the very least, bomb school set up a line of authority that caused the responding officers (many of whom had attended the Eureka bomb school) to go along with their instructor Frank Doyle when he made false statements about the location of the bomb and the "matching" nails, even though these statements directly contradicted what they saw with their own eyes. At worst, FBI bomb school raises serious questions about the extent of FBI participation in the lead-up to the bombing of Judi Bari, and the possibility of FBI prior knowledge of the attack.

Family Values (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)

Lately I've been working in a factory in an industry yeah
Lately I've been working in a factory wage slave that's me yeah
Lately I've been working in a factory in an industry yeah
Lately I've been working filling barrels 10,003 yeah
How much wine is enough, to sell to americans
How many products are enough, to sell to Americans
How much profit is enough for one rich man to make off my labor
Cuz he knows damn well it comes at the expense of me having time for my children
Lately I've been working in his factory in his winery yeah
Lately I've been working filling barrels 10,003 yeah
Lately I've been working in his factory so I can feed his babies
Lately I've been working in his factory , wage slave that's me yeah
How much wine is enough, to sell to americans
How many products are enough, to sell to Americans
How much profit is enough for one rich man to make off my labor
Cuz he knows damn well it comes at the expense of me having time for my children
Family values means,, burn down the factory

Lucky (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
My beloved sister called me on the phone today
She said I hate to be the one to tell you this
My beloved sister called me on the phone today
She said Lucky Dog shot himself in the head today
My beloved brother called me on the phone today
He said I saw them take his body away
He said I found a note next to a rock of speed
It said "give my dog to my folks, Sell my shit I cant trust anyone" "goodBye"
Got me to thinking how we used to drive around
Listen to NWA and steal people's recycle
Got me to thinking how we cut up every door
In the house, burn them up in the fireplace
Got me to thinking how we used to hang out the window
Fish for pigeons and little black girls
Got me to thinking how we used to do dumb shit
And think it was so cool
Hey kid I hope you know sometimes life is gonna suck
Hey kid I hope you know sometimes everything is gonna be fucked up
Hey kid I hope you know the only way around your problems is straight through them
Nothing is insurmountable,
Nothing is undoable,
Nothing is unbeatable,
Nothing is impossible

My Congressman (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
My congressman says I cant give my brother a clean syringe
If he should get aids and die, that's just too bad
My senator says I can't give my sister a clean syringe
If she should get hepititis and die, that's just too bad
My president says I cant give my brother a clean syringe
If he should get hepititis and die, that's just too bad
The policeman says I cant give my sister a clean syringe
If she should get aids and die, that's just too bad
My county superviser likes to think he's so much wiser
Than all the doctors put together
Who say we should give away clean syringes
My city councilman says it's not a problem
We're only gonna spend millions on treatment won't work
For people who will die
My community likes to claim immunity on the basis of homophobia
And a lack of medical fact
Hey america there's needle users sleeping with your children
With your daughters, with your sons and with your husbands.
We got a law, says you can't own a needle.
Without a presciption
Do you think that ever kept anyone from shooting up?
All the politicians say, we cant legalize exchange
Because that would be sending the wrong message
But did you ever notice,
On every billboard, in every magazine, in every corner store, on every tv screen.
The message is "buy cigarettes and alcohol"
Don't you know drugs are everywhere , you can't stop it
Criminalize it, make it profitable, ensure its longevity
Don't you know drugs are everywhere, you can't stop it
It's not a law enforcement issue,
Addiction's a disease
If you find your self in the position of having to share a needle with another person,
Take the steps to ensure that you don't get infected.
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
That's step one
Suck bleach up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck bleach up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck bleach up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
That's step two
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
Suck water up to the top of the needle, and squirt it out.
That's step three, you're done
We got a law, says you can't own a needle.
Without a presciption
Do you think that ever kept anyone from shooting up?
All the politicians say, we cant legalize exchange
Because that would be sending the wrong message
But did you ever notice,
On every billboard, in every magazine, in every corner store, on every tv screen.
The message is "buy cigarettes and alcohol"
Don't you know drugs are everywhere, you can't stop it
Criminalize it, make it profitable, ensure its longevity
Don't you know drugs are everywhere , you can't stop it
It's not a law enforcement issue,
Addiction's a disease
My congressman says I can't give my brother a clean syringe
If he should get aids and die, that's just too bad
My senator says I cant give my sister a clean syringe
If she should get hepititis and die, that's just too bad
My president says I cant give my brother a clean syringe
If he should get hepititis and die, that's just too bad
The policeman says I can't give my sister a clean syringe
If she should get aids and die, that's just too bad
My county superviser likes to think he's so much wiser
Than all the doctors put together
Who say we should give away clean syringes
My city councilman say's it's not a problem
Were only gonna spend millions on treatment won't work
For people who will die
My community likes to claim immunity on the basis of homophobia
And a lack of medical fact
Hey america there's needle users sleeping with your children
With your daughters, with your sons and with your husbands.

I'm a Man (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his partner
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his children
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his community
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To the other chiildren in his community
I'm a man,
At least I think
I am A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his partner
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his children
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To his community
A man should be mentally, physically, spiritually, and emotionally available
To the other chiildren in his community
A man should abandon Power Over
A man should embrace the notion of Power Of
A man should abandon Power Over
A man should embrace the notion of Power Of
I'm a man, At least I think I am

Man Against Man (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
Fuck Marxism
Fuck Socialism
Fuck Capitalism
Fuck Anarchism
White man's got a whole lot of solutions
White man's got a whole lot of problems
White man's got a lot of bright ideas
White man like to play God
White man says, he says that God is a white man.
Everybody else and everything else gets systematically objectified
Fuck Communism
Fuck Democracy
Fuck science
Fuck reason and rationality
White man's got a whole lot of solutions
White man's got a whole lot of problems
White man's got a lot of bright ideas
White man like to play God
White man says, he says that God is a white man.
Everybody else and everything else gets systematically objectified
White man says, he says nature is not a part of God
White man's got progress, but its only pollution
White man's got technology, it's only confusion
White man's got Nature yeah, and he's got the papers to prove it
White man's got a bomb and he's stupid enough to use it
White man says, he says that God is a white man
Everybody else and everything else gets systematically objectified
White man says, he says nature is not a part of God
To kill her becomes justified
White man says, yellow man, red man black man they are not a part of God
To kill them becomes justified
Man against God
Man against Nature
Man against Woman
Man against child
Man against Man
(inspired by the writings of Russell Means)

Stolen Life (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
Wake up in the morning go to work
Fire up the truck and drive to Sonoma
Hop on the forklift and load up the truck with 10,000 pounds of newspapers
10,000 pounds of racist, classist lies
Drive the truck back to Santa Rosa
Get the newspapers in the recycle
So the rich white man
Can print up the same batch of lies again and again
Like "it's too bad the cops had to that man, but he had a broomstick
And he was asian
And we all know they're all Kung Fu masters.
Samurai warriors, they're all just like Jackie Chan
It's too bad they had to restrain his wife,
Cuz she was a registered nurse and she tried to save his life
That goes against regulations, We'll just chalk it up to a bad night.
We're so proud our boys in blue
Cuz they always do what's right"
I saw Aylene today
I saw her children play, in the front yard
The thought occurred to me, how does a mother
Tell her children their daddy got killed by the police
Wake up in the morning go to work
Fire up the truck and drive to Sonoma
Hop on the forklift and load up the truck with 10,000 pounds of newspapers
10,000 pounds of racist, classist lies
Drive the truck back to Santa Rosa Get the newspapers in the recycle
So the rich white man
Can print up the same batch of lies again and again
Like, "It's too bad the cops had to kill that kid
But someone called in a stolen walkman
The cops had to chase him down
But he refused to lie face down on the ground
He just walked away, the cops said
His black skin walked away into the black night
So I had to shoot him in the back of the head from 50 feet away
I had to kill him it was self defense
I was afraid he would circle back around behind and kill me"
I saw Cornelius speak today, at Hayward Bart
About how his son's life was stolen away
Over a walkman that wasn't worth more than change
How does a father find justice for a son stolen away
I don't want to hear your newscast anymore, it's bullshit
I don't want to see your headlines anymore, cuz they're bullshit
I don't want to hear your press release anymore, cuz it's bullshit
I don't want to hear your police report anymore, cuz it's bull shit

Evolve (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
I didn't take a drink today,
I didn't smoke nothing today
I didn't get in a car today,
I rode my bike on the freeway
I'm not your savior today,
I'm not your lover today
I'm not your object today,
I'm your brother today
Revolution
I didn't pay no rent today, just so I could lie on the ground
I went and picked a house out,
I kicked the door down
I didn't shoot no dope today, just put on my guitar and play
I get on my knees and pray, that we're gonna find a way
Revolution
I don't need to kill anyone, cuz it's all in my head, do I believe
And abide by the rules of property
Do I submit myself to the never ending wage slavery
I don't need to kill anyone, cuz it's all in my head, do I believe
That the women and the children, and the animals are my property
I don't need to kill anyone, cuz it's all in my head, do I believe
That to get through the today I need nicotine, I need caffeine, I need speed Evolve, love

Welcome to Berkeley (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
I knew a girl who had a miscarriage on the bus on her way to Highland Hospital
I knew a girl who was 17 and pregnant she shot heroin in her arm.
I knew a girl was 23, she overdosed and died and now I guess she's free
I knew a boy who threw his body in front of a train guess he couldn't take the hell that lived in his brain
Welcome to Berkeley Punk Rock wonderland
Your heroes on every corner
Fun for the whole family
Fun for the whole family
I knew a girl who couldn't stand being attacked
She died when three bullets pierced her back
I knew a boy who tried to stop a fight he got stabbed to death
I knew a girl who was fifteen years old she died of an overdose and no one seemed to notice
My momma got gang-raped, brought me into the world and gave me away
Welcome to Berkeley Punk Rock wonderland
Your heroes on every corner
Fun for the whole family
Fun for the whole family
You can watch your friends self-destruct
You can watch your innocence corrupt
You can watch your friends corrupt
You can watch your innocence self-destruct
A drunkie's life is so glamorous
A junkies life is so glamorous
A teen parent's life is so glamorous
A dead kid's life is pretty uneventful

Mount Shrink Wrap (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
I used to sell a lot of things CD's Records Tshirts and Magazines
I used to sell a lot of things, patches and sticker
So I could buy guitar strings
I used to buy a lot of things
Cigarettes, and coffee and gasoline
It kinda sucks when you're in a band
You gotta pollute the air, just to travel across the land
It just got me down
I just get in the car and drive from town to town
I tell people not to drive, but im just a clown
Cuz I drive more than anyone Yeah,
I just drive around
Tell people to eat right and follow their heart.
But you know I'm not very smart
Cuz I get my dinner at the mini-mart
I went to the demonstration to say no war for oil.
And the cops sprayed mace in my face
We go on tour in the summer, but the van's got a leak.
We spray oil all over the place.
I went to see Judi Bari talk about saving some redwood trees.
And she sang some songs
She didn't use no electricity
She didn't have to press up no cds
She didn't have to make no booklets or sleeves
She didn't have to kill nothing to say her peace
And it got me to thinking about
How maybe I'm just too attached.
To people talking about my latest record
Selling shit and getting tax free cash
And it got me to thinking about
How I'mnot really living the life I'm talking about
So I gave it up, and I left the city
Got a place with a yard and I planted myself a garden
I used to sell a lot of things
Until I found out how many
About 15,000 of each release
That's roughly one mountain of shrink wrap
I used to buy a lot of things
But you know I'll just sit and watch my garden grow
And when the summer time comes
I'll just eat from my garden and live like a bum
I'm gonna put some roots down
And I'm gonna grow

Land (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
The homeless are a problem for only one reason
Their presence raises the question
Who owns the Land?
The homeless are a problem for only one reason
Their presence raises the question
Who owns the Land?
Who owns the Land?
Who owns the Land?
Could it be millions of dead indians
Who owns the Land?
Could it be 6 million Jews?
Who owns the Land?
Is there a connection
Who owns the Land?
To our imperialism
Who owns the Land?
Won't someone please tell me..
Who owns the Land?
Cuz I am just a white man
Who owns the Land?
I live in the Americas
Who owns the Land?
How did I get here?
This morning I was awoken, by a man with a hand gun
He's got a book of rules that says,
I ain't got no right to sleep
This morning I was awoken, by a man with a hand gun
He's got a book of rules that says, I ain't got no right to be
Who owns the Land?
Who owns the Land?
Is there a connection?
Who owns the Land?
To my daily eviction
Who owns the Land?
And the extermination
Who owns the Land?
Of the Native American
Who owns the Land?
Won't someone please tell me..
Who owns the Land?
Cuz I am just a white man
Who owns the Land?
I live in the Americas
Who owns the Land?
How did I get here?
Who owns the Land?
Who owns the Land?
Who owns the Land?
Maybe it's you and me
Who owns the Land?
Maybe it's not
The corporations
Who owns the Land?
Maybe the Earth owns itself
Maybe it's the Native American
Ecocide,
Genocide,
Where is Home?

War on Drugs (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
America can not afford another Viet Nam War
Another prolonged foreign war will tear the system down from the inside
The enemy is you, the enemy is me
We got the war on drugs
We're the enemy
What it means is incarcerate all the young black men
What it means is incarcerate all the Mexicans
What it means is incarcerate all the poor whites
What it means is incarcerate all the homeless
At what point does it become ok for a person to
Stand up and say out loud
It's racist,
It's genocide,
It's slavery,
It's a police state
America can not afford another Viet Nam War
Another prolonged foreign war will tear the system down from the inside
America can not afford another prolonged foreign war
Thank God we have George Bush to find us an enemy within our own borders
The enemy is you, the enemy is me
We got the war on drugs
We're the enemy
What it means is incarcerate all the young black men
What it means is incarcerate all the Mexicans
What it means is incarcerate all the poor whites
What it means is incarcerate all the homeless
It's all been done before in the last world war
It's a solution for unemployment,
Internment
My enemy is a fucking pig
My enemy lives up in the capital
My enemy his name is Grey Davis
My enemy his name is William Bennett
My enemy wears a gun and a badge
My enemy he guards the Mexican Border
My enemy is building a prison just for me
My enemy he throws down law and order
My enemy is not a heroin junkie
My enemy is not a speed freak
My enemy is not a skid row alcoholic
My enemy does not sleep on the street

We Will Win (Words - Ott/Music - Fifteen)
In the unemployment line
Sitting around the welfare office
Waiting for the food stamps to come in
Our eyes meet and we both know
Sitting on the sidewalk
Getting jacked up
Waiting to be booked and released
Our eyes meet and we both know
Everybody knows authority is just abuse anyway
Everybody knows it's just no use anyway
So kill your elected officers today
We will win
You got your eyes on me when I'm in your store
Cuz you know I've got to steal just to eat
But your boss don't pay you shit
You're one check away from
Being homeless just like me.
Lower class, middle class, no class we're all the same
We got all the bosses, we got landlords, we all play the slavery game
They've got the guns but we got the numbers.
When the people are one we will be unstoppable
Everybody knows employment is just abuse anyway
Everybody knows its just no use anyway
So Kill your boss today
We will win
At your eviction
Your landlord throws your shit out on the street
He's got help from his best friend, the pigs
There's really no way to explain it to your kids
Now we're in the soup line
Next door to the supermarket Mega-store
We know it's only a matter of time
Before we kick down the door and
Take away everything
And everybody knows wealth is abuse anyway everybody knows it's no use anyway
So kill your land lord today
We Will Win

Sinseriously (Words - Repetto/Music - East Bay Mud)
In this world of changing faces
New ideas from newer places
Come learn from their distant traces
We all have something to give.
In crying for peace for eternal places
Hugs and kisses and good vibrations.
Bring forth to this new celebration
And let the new world begin
Experience the world so you can see
Different kinds of people in different countries
You'll find you're no different from the rest
Laughing at the same jokes crying at someones death
Not to know someone yet trust them.
Without worry or assumption is great, but you better watch out.
Cuz without hate there is no love, and without love
There is no hope to help ourselves.
Break out of our shells.
For we must show who we are
We must show what were made of
We're all special people inside
So let's bring forth to what we've created
And let the new world begin
Experience the world so you can see
Different kinds of people in different countries
You'll find you're no different from the rest
Laughing at the same jokes crying at someone's death
If you try to look inside
You'll find what you need
All the ways to be happy
All the ways to be truly free
You'll find that introverted is not what you wanted to be.
In this world of changing faces
New ideas from newer places
Come learn from them
We all have something to give.
In crying for peace for eternal places
Hugs and kisses and good vibrations.
Bring forth to this new celebration
And let the new world begin
For we must trust each other
To believe in one another
For if we try and we do succeed
We'll find true tranquility
In crying for peace for eternal places
Hugs and kisses and good vibrations.
Bring forth to this new celebration
And let the new world begin
Experience the world so you can see
Different kinds of people in different countries
You'll find you're no different from the rest
Laughing at the same jokes crying at someones death

Payback is Beautiful (Words and Music - Ott)
Mama it's been seven long years since I came and talk to you
Mama you said don't worry son this whole world is here for you.
Mama you told me people who claim to own the Earth are fools.
Mama you told me its only human arrogance that claims to make all the rules
And surely there's only one law
What goes around comes around
Mama lately I've been thinking about how us people tend to think
That Nature is here, or nature is there or nature is one place but not everywhere
Mama I guess we're just too afraid to admit
That streets are violence,
Buildings are violence,
Our lives are violence.
And surely there is only one law
What goes around comes around
Hey mister Conquistador,
500 years, of pillage and plunder, it will crush you
Hey mister Missionary, 500 years, of kidnapping and brainwashing, it will destroy you
Hey mister Military, 500 years, of rape and murder, it will crush you.
Hey mister CEO, 500 years, of pillage and plunder it will destroy you.
What goes around comes around