Hello, Ottenheim! We are Petrol Girls! We are a feminist punk band from Graz to Vienna! Women to the front! Girls to the front! Trans, non-binary, queer people to the front! Trans, non-binary, queer people to the front! Roll up, roll up We are the clowns from the north Man, they ain't joking on the right You've got your hands on your hips They're pulling our belts tight Keep that smile upon your face Let the bastards run away We're just the dreamers on the left We're just as bad as the right Let's all get down on our knees I can't help asking Why did you come here tonight? Got the feeling shit's not right Sweep it all right out of sight So you never have to fight Are you wondering What it is you should do? What is you to do? Are you wondering What it is you to do? Keep that smile upon your face Let the bastards run the place Slap yourself upon the back upon your face Let the bastards run the place, slap yourself upon the back It's not you under attack Keep calm, carry on Claim that you're a self-made man If you can't do it we all can Care to get above your jack Clouds are curling up, that's that Are you wondering what it is you should do? Are you snug in the middle as a bug? In the middle in a rug? In the middle of a fucking bug? In the middle A fucking rug, in the middle Is this the sound? Travelling Is this the sound? This is the sound It moves up the sound It moves across borders It travels through walls Infects and hurts us This is the sound It moves in our bodies It passes through time It's walking before us This is the sound Gathering This is the sound Gathering This is the sound Resonating This is the sound Growing This is the sound This is the sound The moves of our as it travels through war Infects and haunts us This is the sound It moves in our bodies and passes through time It's walking the war hunt This is the sound It moves up and forward as it travels through war Infects and haunts us This is the sound It moves in, impacts and hurts and fizzes the sound and moves in our bodies it passes through time it's walking before us The sound does not arrive The sound does not last This is the sound! Take it! Make your own noise, disseminate. This is the sound, take it, raise your own voice, disseminate. Boys! Dance the machine! This is the end of the world. How's everybody doing? What a fucking lovely festival this is. My God. We've been down to the river. It's beautiful here. Thank you so much for having us. Amazing. Can we get a huge round of applause for all of the crew, everyone that cooked because the food is amazing and the lovely people doing merch over there. Thank you so much. So as I said at the start, we are a feminist band and we try to hold this space at the front for you lot. Hi. You lot are amazing. And for women, for girls, for trans, non-binary and queer people. So if you are a man and you were born a man, you're still happy being a man. Go to the back and the sides. This set is not about you. Right, okay, this next song is called No Love for a Nation. And I really, really wanna send it out to my friend who came to Austria from Afghanistan when he was 14 and he hasn't seen his family for seven years until the other day when his 17 year old brother also made it across the border and he sent me a picture of the two of them together and it is the fucking most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life but fuck the border really. Fuck how hard it is. Fuck how hard it was. He was stuck at the border for five months. It's a disgrace. This song is against all borders. It is called No Love for a Nation! Notion of Nations starts to leak Notion of Nations The centres warm, the edges bleed Notion of Nations Notion of nations Notion of nations starts to leave Notion of nations Sun centers warm, the edges bleed Notion of nations Out of the flag Swap them, switch them, patch and stitch them Hoist that rag No shadow nation starts to leave No shadow nation The sentence you'll be in to plead No shadow nation I can't keep up, I can't get away I can't make sense or let go of it I can't reach them, I can't get away, I can't make sense or let go of it. I can't reach them, I can't get away, I can't make sense or let go of it. Wake up from a beautiful dream, that's all you've ever known. Can't shake away the feeling that tells you something's wrong Wake up from a beautiful dream, that's all you've ever known Can't shake away the feeling that tells you something's wrong No, no notion of nation No, no, no, Shennep Nation. No, no, love for a nation. No, no, no, Shennep Nation. No, no, love for a nation! This one's for anyone who struggles with their mental health. This is not all of me I choose the parts you see All my weakness bottled up And left to tremble on a shelf This is not all of me I choose the parts you see Crushed under all that you want And knowing I will fuck it up Hey! I'm so tough, I'm just good at pretending I know I'm a tough, effective at letting I know that I'm lost and my energy's draining I think I'm being dead, but I can explain it. I can't give you anymore. I can't give you what you want. I can't give you what you want! I can't give you anymore! I can't give you what you want!... I'm not the victim, I survived It was my act and I can't be alive I'm not some fragile, I'm already grown Don't make me die if I already know It was my anger, was my anger It was my anger that kept me alive It was my anger, was my anger It was my anger that kept me alive They want me to take it But not like a man They want me to take it Again and again Emotional Hysterical Irrational Asking for it Word used against women Who do not fit into our Archaic culture limited view of gender We are the lying, holler, the conspiring, rich, prude, slut, insatiable bitch Yn ystod y cyfnod, mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. Mae'r cyfnod yn cael ei gyflawni. This space is so small I can't breathe Sooner or later I will bear my teeth They want me to take it But not like a man They want me to take it Again and again Don't treat me like I'm fragile I already broke The silence of your mind It's too late, we spoke And if I froze up, do you think that's consent? If I remain friendly, does that mean I'm fine? If I walked out and left you, is that all that's done? I defended myself, is it me in the wrong? If I fall back, quit even, I froze up, I lied No police, unless I fucking lay down and die I'm gonna make it, I will survive It was my anger that kept me alive No belief, unless I fucking lay down and died. I'm going to get heavy with you for like two minutes, Otten time, and then I promise the mood will lift again into a beautiful, fun festival atmosphere. But this next song, it is called Fight For Our Lives, and it is about femicide, femicide frauenmord. And this song, this song goes out to Rezi, because it grew directly from demonstrations that we take part in in Graz, where we live, and we hold a demonstration once a month to protest every femicide that happens in Austria. And the same thing is happening in other cities around Austria, and the movement is growing, because Austria is one of the worst countries in Europe for femicide and that has to fucking change. So we go on the streets to mourn, we go on the streets to grieve and to release our anger but we also go on the streets to make demands. And we have a fucking hell of a lot of demands, but they include things like universal basic income so no one has to stay in a violent relationship. Better sex and relationship education in our schools and the same rolled out in every workplace in the country. Better funding for domestic violence services, specialist services for migrant women, specialist services for LGBTQI plus people. The list, honestly, the list goes on and on because this shit is systemic and it needs to change on a systemic level. But one that I really, really want to share with you tonight is we demand that men challenge other men. Every single time you see sexism and misogyny, every rape joke, every cat call, every bit of disrespect, Every catcall, every bit of disrespect, every bit of weird controlling behavior because it is the controlling ones that we have to watch. This shit is serious and femicide is the most vicious peak of a whole heap of patriarchal shit. And men, we need you on side. Any of your friends start acting weird tonight, that is on you. You sort it out. Any of your friends start acting weird tonight, that is on you. You sort it out. Femicide, femicide is about ownership, it is about power, it is about control. But you don't own us and we owe you nothing. So, from Graz to Ottenheim, from Latin America to Rojava, Gingian Azadi. We're on the streets again. Another bed sheet painted with the blood of a sister. The hands of violent men. The hands of a society that doesn't believe us! Power! And control! Power! And control! We will reclaim the night, and minds and our bodies and our homes. Our bodies and our homes. We will fight for all of us to have the means to be free. The means to be free. You don't own us! You don't own us! You don't own us! You don't own us! We fight for our lives We fight for our lives We fight for our lives Power and control Power and control. We demand that the media stop perpetuating the narratives that kill us and robbing dead women of dignity. Robbing dead women of dignity We mourn every sibling stolen by male violence Trans sex workers undocumented Our murders are systemic You don't own us You don't own us You don't own us! We fight for our lives Wir fallen bleiben! We fight for our lives! We're falling, ladies! All right, this next song is called Harpy, and it is about witches, hexen, harpies, mermaids, and selkies, and all of the other myths that they made up because they were scared of women with power and they were scared of anyone that exists outside of this society's stupid ideas about what makes a man and what makes a woman. So above all else this, this song will always go out to any trans, non-binary, agender, intersex people. Because you, you are on the front lines of this. And in all of your beauty and your bravery, you are tearing down a binary view of gender that harms every single one of us. So thank you, thank you, thank you. This song is for the Hexen. I can be the bad guy in your story I can be the villain if you want me to be I can be anything you want, baby Baby, baby Baby, baby Poor baby Baby, baby Can't do nicely Baby, make your Mints about me Does it make it easy? Does it make it easy? Does it make it easy? Poppy! Poppy! Women with power must be shouted down Women with power Burned or drowned Women should take it and not make a sound Women with power Burned or drowned Women with power must be shouted down Women with power Burned or drowned Women should take it and not make a sound Women with power, burn or drown, women should take it and not make a sound. Women with power, women with power, women with power, women with power. Women with power! Sleep tight, sleep tight Like some flea gun, dirty knogs Sleep tight, sleep tight Witches come out at night Sleep tight, sleep tight Witches come out at night What you constructed came from within I am inside you, your own creation What you constructed came from within I am inside you, your own creation I am inside you I am inside you I am inside you. I am inside you. I am inside you. I am inside you. Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas Cynhyrchu'r cwmpas here voices of the marginalized tolerated if we remain quiet bodies of the marginalized tolerated under their control voices of the marginalized Tolerated under their control Voices of the marginalized Tolerated if we remain quiet Buddies of the marginalized Deterrated! I'm breaking my voice alive It carries me beyond the walls My silence will not unseemly They can't contain, they can't control They can't control Some people think little girls should be seen and not heard But I think Are yours One day we'll find Keep your voice down Know your place Bite your tongue You best behave Keep your head down Stay in line Keep your mouth shut With a lovely smile I'm raising my voice louder It carries me beyond the walls I'm silent, slow, not famous They can't contain, they can't control I'm raising my voice louder It carries me beyond the walls I'm silent, clone, I'm famous They can't contain, can't control They can't contain, can't control We'll be right back. I'm raising my voice louder It carries me beyond the walls A silence will not save us They come to take, call control I'm raising my voice louder It carries me beyond the walls Our silence will not save us They can't contain, can't control They can't contain, can't control Go! Can we get an almighty round of applause for Yulia on the bass? This is Yulia from Eagle vs Shark And this is her first show with us So please really give it up We're so honoured to have her Right, we're just going to play a few more for you We have merch over at the merch stand I still can't believe there's people selling our merch for free. It is amazing. I love this. I love this place. Our new album, Baby, came out a couple of weeks ago. You can get it on vinyl over at the back. This next song is the first track off of that. It is called Preachers. There's a lot of preachers here but I don't see no saints A lot of fingers pointing, palms sweating under red paint All my cut-out twitchers, you and pictures, fling them windows wide. The screens are reflective, no perspective, is there guilt inside? Feeling dead important in the comments, takes like, we're on fire down this weed, it's down to play-doh. Maybe he will want what if I would? Quit punish each other Don't discover the pattern Repeat it, forget all the nuance Cards with blue ink are serologic and repeat it forget all the new ones cause we're blue in carcerologic hold the women higher shoot them faster cause the men can't help it damned if we do damned if they don't damned if you do damned if I don't I don't wanna be saved I guess I'll be damned I don't wanna be saved I guess I'll be damned I don't wanna be saved I guess I'll be damned I don't wanna be saved I guess I'll be damned I don't wanna be saved I guess I'll be damned Sister sanctimony And his pony Only know that one truth School deliberation Mind cessation Never budge his promise I'm a lonely So just do the Portrait in the Silicon pit Sound if we do I don't wanna be saved. I guess I'll be damned. I don't wanna be seen I guess I'll be damned All right, we have two songs left for you. This next song is called Baby, I Had an Abortion. is called Baby, I Had an Abortion. And it is a celebration of my abortion, which I had in 2018 for free on the lovely National Health Service in the UK. And quite simply because I didn't want to have a child I wanted a dog and now I have a lovely puppy called Patch and she has she has her own Instagram account she is snaggletoothpatch on Instagram if you would like to follow her she would love that um but in all seriousness, abortion is under attack around the world right now. And it is not just in the US. Things have been terrible in Poland for a long time now. And just two days ago, Justyna, an activist with Abortini Dream Team or Abortion Without Borders, faced trial. And it's been postponed again because the abusive man that's their witness keeps not showing up. What a surprise. She is on trial for giving abortion pills to a domestic abuse survivor. Please, please check out Jack Justina. Check out Abortion Without Borders. Follow their work. It is so, so important. us, follow their work, it is so, so important. We play a lot of shows in a lot of different countries and everywhere I go, I'm saying the Christian right, they are well funded and they are well organized and they are trying to get people in positions of power so that they can take away our right and our access to abortion and we must fight them on all fronts. Part of that fight, part of that fight is fighting the shame and the stigma and the silencing around abortion. Because abortion is normal. Abortion is healthcare. Oh my god damn Should be mother got a womb So that's my purpose Oh my god damn Incubator but baby I'll see you later Should be mother got a womb so that's my purpose I'm a goddamn incubator but baby I'll see you later Whose life are you pro? Whose be you want to control? Heaven forbid my rights Heaven forgive what I decide Shame, shame, shame Point your finger and cry Shame, shame, shame Always feeling deep inside Baby I had an abortion Baby I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. And I'm not sorry Oh, it's a goddamn moral panic Safeless but because it's sacred Blessed is the fetus But goddamn the children in existence Whose life are you from? Whose do you want to control? You want to come inside? Tell me how I'm traumatized Shame, shame, shame Point your finger and cry It's a shame, shame, shame I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had an abortion. Baby, I had. Baby, I had. Baby, I had. Baby, I had. Baby, I had. Baby, I have Baby, I have Baby, I have Baby, I have An abortion An abortion An abortion I'm a out-try-bong And abortion And I have tried That one can also go out to Tom Because he benefited heavily from that abortion as well That's my partner Right, we have one song left for you. It is called Touch Me Again. And the chorus lyric to this song is the demonstration slogan, it's my body and my choice. And this slogan, I love this slogan so much because it holds so many of our intersecting struggles. Because it is about the right to choose whether or not we become pregnant. And if we do, whether or not we want to continue with that pregnancy. It is about abortion rights. abortion rights but it is also about our right to choose how we want to name our bodies how we want to change our bodies whatever pronouns we want to use it is about trans rights and it is also about our right to choose who sexually touches our bodies and how and when. And hey, we're at a festival tonight, I'm sure people are going to drink a lot and want to have a good time. But please, please make sure that everyone involved in whatever sexual encounter actually wants to do it. It is about consent but this slogan cannot be the limits of our imagination because rights and choice mean nothing without access to services. We need access to trans healthcare, access to abortion services, access to everything we need to live our best fucking lives. We have been Petrel Girls. Thank you so much for having us. Have an awesome night. This song is called Touch Me Again. My domain My temple and my territory My pleasure Cut, cut, cut it out My desire My right to choose or to refuse this encounter Cut, cut, cut it out My agency That no consent or contact I can take from me Cut, cut, cut it out My fucking mind You undermine my sense of self You pressurize Cut, cut, cut it out It's my body And my choice It's my body My fucking Choice Choice! My power! My psyche and my energy, my decision My passion! Could never be ignited by such aggression My liberty! My body has the place of my autonomy Cut, cut, cut it out I need to see As my progress towards accountability Cut, cut, cut it out It's my body And my choice It's my body My fucking choice It's my body my fucking choice? Is my body my choice? Is my body my fucking choice? My lips. My thighs My wrists My spine My lips My thighs My wrists My lips, my thighs, my wrists, my spine, my hips, my neck, my tongue, my mind. My tongue. My mind. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Touch me again, I will fucking kill you. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Touch me and I'll fucking kill you. Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! Ich werde dich töten! I will fucking kill you! Danke schön! One more show. Okay, we'll do one more. Thank you so, so much for having us. We're going to play a really, really old one. It's called Slug. It goes out to anyone involved in migrant solidarity, anyone involved in No Borders activism. Fuck the border, always. No borders, no nations. I can't feel the slow There's less of me now Less human somehow Find a balance for me Find a balance between Find a vanishing There's less of me now Less you must somehow The air is stale and thick with sleep Black mold rises all across the swaying walls The borders close, the fences rise Do not get broke Down there, we are still a feminist band These are the walls, these are the walls A feminist band. I can see the forming blocks around my days Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion With no emotion Where are you now? With no emotion We all stand as one Good for the motion With no emotion Do you the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion Good for the motion With no emotion With no emotion These are the wolves, these are the wolves I can see them forming blocks around my face These are the walls, these are the walls I can see them forming blocks around my face These are the walls, these are the walls I can see them falling clouds around my face I walk the life of other lives People who have to call it a substitute and pray I've got to walk these other worlds I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get up and go, go, go I'm gonna go, I'm gonna get up and go, go, go Thank you so much. Thank you, Shannon. Shannon Albin North.