Official video for their new single "Blood on the Beach".

"Blood on the Beach encapsulates the ambiguous feeling of wanting to go out and enjoy the summer while the world is going to smithereens. How can you chill when there's Blood on the Beach!?"

Filmed, edited and directed by: Tom Eysink-Smeets (aka Magic Tom (aka Jeff Tropicana))

The X Raiders album "Weltschmerz '89" is out now: https://artist.link/xraiders

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LYRICS 

Sun’s out, Lets go to the beach now. Livin' like the jet set.
Surf's up. Let's head for the water. Makin’ all the boys wet.
Don’t care, I live in the warzone. Underneath the palm tree
C4s, the claymores, the land mines. 
Ain’t no way to stop me - ain’t stoppin’ me!

B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
Everybody's crazy, I'm just bein' lazy
B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
Everybody's killin', I just keep on chillin'
B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
Screaming everywhere, I don't really care
B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
Massive manslaughter, I don't really bother

Truck load, I’m rockin' the speedos, pina colada
Capsizing boats on the skyline. Who's up for yoga?
Beach balls and AKs are flying. Sippin’ my corona
Palm trees and cruising the high tide, seaside and genocide - GENOCIDE

I’m livin’ life, I’m livin’ life baby
I’m living life. 
I LIVE ON-THE BEAAACCCHHH!!!!
BLEGH!

Seashells,
Palm trees
Muscles/Mussels
Armies

Volkswagen
Sunscreen
Cocktails
Ice cream

B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
I don't really care, I don't really care
B-B-B-B-B-B-Blood on the beach
I don't really bother, I don't really bother

Rifles and swimming with dolphins. Riding for the sunset

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About the album "Weltschmerz '89" [2020]

Weltschmerz [vɛltʃmɛʁts] – Profound despair felt about the inadequacy of the world, arising from comparison of the actual state of the world with an ideal state.

Born in ’89 and having recently turned 30, the members of X Raiders have come to the painful realisation that their student years of staying up all night drinking Schultenbräu and listening to Turbonegro are over. Too young to fully accept their back-pains and burn-outs, but too old to be satisfied playing freemium games and posting selfies. All of this gives rise to concerns. Concerns that are addressed on the band’s second full-length Weltschmerz ’89. 

“You may conclude that the world is not a very nice place, but we would like to think the world just needs a little bit more rock’n’roll and people doing what they love. We’re still junkies for high energy rock’n’roll. The best thing about a Saturday night is playing a crazy rock show with your friends, leaving people feeling confused and slightly destructive, in a good way.”
–  X Raiders vocalist Daniel 

With their excellent live reputation which brought them to festivals like FortaRock, the five-piece joined up with Grammy-nominated producer Attie Bauw (Judas Priest, Scorpions, De Staat) and holed up at the legendary Wisseloord Studios to record everything live. The result is an overwhelming eleven-track rollercoaster; aggressive and dark, yet more genuine and addictive than ever.

“When I saw the band play at a festival, I knew I had to capture their explosive energy performing live in the studio. It’s the only way to preserve their spontaneity and power. With distance they are the loudest band I ever recorded, and believe me, I’ve recorded many.”
– Producer Attie Bauw

Weltschmerz ’89 is an in-your-face collection of pure rock-‘n’-roll, plus a very personal account of all the things life throws at you. Combining a multitude of influences from Turbonegro and Iron Maiden to early-Soilwork and Dillinger Escape Plan. With cover art by Plack Blague’s daddy of hypermasculine erotica, Butch Dick (www.butchdick.com), the band suggests the quick fix to your Weltschmerz: Fuck those tears, grab your leather jacket, and walk your boots straight through that door.