Generation Why

Album: It's Martini Time (1996)
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Songfacts®:

  • This song does not go from zero to one hundred miles per hour. There is no build up. It starts at one hundred and never stops until the last note is hit. Imagine the needles on the output meter flying to the right in the red zone on the first beat.

    It is off the trio's best selling album, It's Martini Time. Released on Interscope Records in 1996, the album made it #156 on the US chart.
  • This song is an example of Reverend Horton Heat taking on political and social commentary. In our interview with the Reverend (Jim Heath), he explained that the song has a powerful meaning for him: "That song is really an anti-label song, because one thing that I'm really against are eggheaded academic people who look at society and try to make a judgment about who's doing what and why."

    Hence the line in the song: "this label of the week is getting kinds lame."

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