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A Tribe Called Red (ATCR) gave us the most important Canadian record of 2016 when they released “We Are The Halluci Nation“. Everything ATCR have put out has been incredible – right from the start. I had the pleasure of interviewing them after the release of their first EP and have been impressed with everything they’ve done since then. ATCR are also really incredible live – if you have the chance to see them definitely do so.

The latest album hits the hardest because it gives voice to so many people who are rendered silent by our society and our governments. The previous album did this too, but because 2016 has been so bad in so many ways music like this boldly stands out. This type of music is also really important for all of those who have been so badly failed by the education systems in Canada and America. The fact that these incredible lyrics are put to very hype music makes it likely that young people will gravitate to this and will be exposed to these stories.

‘The Virus’ is one of the best songs from “We Are The Halluci Nation” and it features the incomparable Saul Williams on vocals. The combination of Saul Williams and ATCR is nothing short of amazing. Thank you 2016, this neutralizes some of the trash we’ve endured this year. So does this.

A Tribe Called Red promotes inclusivity, empathy and acceptance amongst all races and genders in the name of social justice. They believe that indigenous people need to define their identity on their own terms. If you share this vision, then you are already part of the Halluci Nation.

“We are the Halluci Nation.”

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
The people
The virus took on many shapes
The bear, the elk, the antelope, the elephant, the dear
The mineral, the iron, the copper, the colt, and the rubber
The coffee, the cotton, the sugar
The people
The germ traveled faster than the bullet
They harvest the mountainside, protect the crops, herd the cattle
The people
The women and children were separated from the men
They divided us according to the regional filters of their minds
The violence of arrogance crawls into the air, nestles into the geospatial cortex
We are not a conquered people
Drum beats by region

[Hook]
I was wakened by my elder brother
The compound was on fire
Awakened by my elder brother
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire

[Verse 2]
The missionaries never hid their perspective
Perspectives of land, they would rather see us disappear
Recyclable prayers
The people
This is my body which is given to you
The people
This is my blood
We are the halluci nation

We’ve been called The Indians
We’ve been called Native American
We have been called Hostile
We have been called Pagan
We have been called Militant
We are not a conquered people

[Hook]
I was wakened by my elder brother
The compound was on fire
Awakened by my elder brother
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire
The compound was on fire