DESCRIPTION:
Please Inform The Captain This Is A Hijack were a hardcore band from Southern California that featured members from other notable bands such as Bread and Circuits, Life's Halt, Esperanza, Former Members of Alfonsin, etc. The band existed during the late 90's early 00's era of Southern California Hardcore. These folks, unlike some of their peers, really took the rebellious ideals of hardcore seriously. Rooted in critical/radical political theories, PICTAH backed their intense sound with beautiful, poetic, and in your face lyrics dealing with capitalism, inequality, identity and a number of other relevant issues. If you want to look to a band that espoused progressive/radical politics and backed it up with a equally aggressive and rebellious sound (backed up by awesome soundbites) look to PICTAH! Dudes overshadowed nearly every band with their lyrical content and sound, like always though, they are never given the credit and recognition they deserve...Aguante mi PICTAH!


Lyrics:

Shrouded in plastic it moves through soft moon streets hunting on the unsuspecting who have no previous exposure to the art of carving stakes welcomed in sits force-feeding charm but when it leaves emptiness hits nothing is left.

Every hearts a hammer and every day is a stake. Demons sing of reformation, but we'll swing this monster into dust.

There's something as previous as blood it's the dimension that motion rests on.
It's what actions count on and enables progression hardly subtle. Cloaked in language like institution, entertainment, career, employment, fashion.
Bloody mouths sing words like independence, revolution, self expression, success,
all to sink its teeth and reel us in. Hold on to me and hold on to me time.

Hardly symbolic parasitic leeches sleeping in mausoleums and we're collecting a series of inactions every second a million chances gone a million successes evaporate into failure a million glass windows and no bricks thrown a million bricks
and no "kill vampires" inked on the walls hold on to me tight time.

The prey freezes recognizes a face that has no name it hits been drunk dry and now I'm bones and skin allusive and overfed it crouches forever smiling feeding on the network of wrists discrete as disease as day hits backs away from the light spinning like surgeons.

Of thee I sing immortality is open to discussion this thing that feeds you that has no stationary heart will only stop bleeding when vampires die.