When I first saw Slipknot play at like 9:00 in the morning at Ozzfest '99 I immediatly dismissed them as a bunch of ICP rip-off masked clowns. I continued to do so until Vol. 3 (The Subliminal Verses) came out, which I consider to be a masterpiece of the genre.
So, I was quite excited that 4 years after Vol. 3, we got a new album from these guys. I was even more excited, when the band described it as being their heaviest effort yet, with more experiementation as was explored on their prior album.
The short of it, is that All Hope is Gone is neither. Imagine, if you will, a large fellow who is not so bright playing on the high-school football team. His first big play is to tackle the wrong guy, a teammate perhaps, but he doesn't stop there; this guy goes on to tackle a cheerleader and a concession-stand vender. Then, to make things awkward, he does an end-zone dance, right there in the popcorn.
That is to say that on this album Slipknot assult every metal cliche that they could have got away with in the 90's. From the gang-chourus on top of speed-riffing in "Gematria [The Killing Name]," to the lame Marilyn-Mansonesque "Hey!" chant in "Venetta" this is a band that sounds like it's out of ideas. Which is a shame, because Vol. 3 was full of 'em.
All Hope is Gone may very well be a reference to the chances of us getting a good metal album this year. If you know of one, please post to the comments.
Because I love it so much, here's Slipknot from Vol. 3, which is like a love letter from a serial killer.
So, I was quite excited that 4 years after Vol. 3, we got a new album from these guys. I was even more excited, when the band described it as being their heaviest effort yet, with more experiementation as was explored on their prior album.
The short of it, is that All Hope is Gone is neither. Imagine, if you will, a large fellow who is not so bright playing on the high-school football team. His first big play is to tackle the wrong guy, a teammate perhaps, but he doesn't stop there; this guy goes on to tackle a cheerleader and a concession-stand vender. Then, to make things awkward, he does an end-zone dance, right there in the popcorn.
That is to say that on this album Slipknot assult every metal cliche that they could have got away with in the 90's. From the gang-chourus on top of speed-riffing in "Gematria [The Killing Name]," to the lame Marilyn-Mansonesque "Hey!" chant in "Venetta" this is a band that sounds like it's out of ideas. Which is a shame, because Vol. 3 was full of 'em.
All Hope is Gone may very well be a reference to the chances of us getting a good metal album this year. If you know of one, please post to the comments.
Because I love it so much, here's Slipknot from Vol. 3, which is like a love letter from a serial killer.
Here is "Psychosocial," from All Hope is Gone.
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