S.A. seems to be doing a tribute to John Martin, as he kicks off his set with Democracy.
Bukowski had a version of that poem that he called, the other day i saw a man reading the Wall Street Journal as if it did contain something... Bukowski's version doesn't contain the word 'democracy,' and it talks about a big explosion as a "cure," swallowing up everything, which must have frightened Martin since he changed the big explosion to a "political solution."
Then the neutered the history of a tough motherfucker.
Then another Martin poem...
Ah, but only an Internet chatroom fanboy would care about such unimportant details, so carry on with the celebration. All's normal here.