Their songs tended towards the plaintive, invoking a coming salvation in the face of racism and poverty. A lot of church choirs do a lot better than did the People's Temple Choir, and this LP was as local as a high school choir cassette tape. No, the first twelve original music tracks of this album weren't going to sell anything for Grey Matter, only the added interminable thirteenth track of preaching, shouting and sounds from the mass death. This was taken from a recording left on a TEAC tape machine beneath Jones' throne at Jonestown. Some people give speeches before their suicide.
Babies scream their last screams.
Gradually the mass cheering and noise die down. Finally only the public address system music continues to play. The last track has sound images every bit as horrific as that visual record of scattered and still bodies, suppurating and rotting in the tropical heat. Their pain has gone and we are left with the effort of understanding the origins of that pain. Even worse than ignoring it, however, is a cynical effort to exploit such suffering.