Look past the dodgy album title and the fact it emrged at a time when metal was six feet deep, also, if you're a die hard metal head then listen beyond the choppy rap-rock, and you'll discover a half-decent band who somehow manage to combine the groove monster riffs of White Zombie, the funk out chops and angst of Faith No More, the killer chords of Machine Head, and just about anything streetwise. This is bruising stuff that can lead you in by the way of a lazy, drooled vocal - '20 Miles To Texas...' and then batter you over the head with a barrage of urban angst. Diverse without going overboard, this would have no doubt pleased fans of say Biohazard, but as a record it was too cool to reach any type of heights, instead it wallowed in Coolsville, the place for all the best bands. This record smokes in so many ways, whether through its deep rooted power rock or its almost nonchalant ability to rap. Hard to fully pin it down because whilst it is happy as a beast to combine both styles, it's also more than happy to stick to one style for one track etc. This is the sort of album that would have passed me by if I'd been narrow minded enough to judge it by the image, but thankfully I got my hooks into it and don't find it half as bad as the year it came out suggested it should be. Mind you, it was either this or fuckin' Korn!Friday, 27 January 2012
Powerman 5000 - Mega!! Kung Fu Radio (1997)
Look past the dodgy album title and the fact it emrged at a time when metal was six feet deep, also, if you're a die hard metal head then listen beyond the choppy rap-rock, and you'll discover a half-decent band who somehow manage to combine the groove monster riffs of White Zombie, the funk out chops and angst of Faith No More, the killer chords of Machine Head, and just about anything streetwise. This is bruising stuff that can lead you in by the way of a lazy, drooled vocal - '20 Miles To Texas...' and then batter you over the head with a barrage of urban angst. Diverse without going overboard, this would have no doubt pleased fans of say Biohazard, but as a record it was too cool to reach any type of heights, instead it wallowed in Coolsville, the place for all the best bands. This record smokes in so many ways, whether through its deep rooted power rock or its almost nonchalant ability to rap. Hard to fully pin it down because whilst it is happy as a beast to combine both styles, it's also more than happy to stick to one style for one track etc. This is the sort of album that would have passed me by if I'd been narrow minded enough to judge it by the image, but thankfully I got my hooks into it and don't find it half as bad as the year it came out suggested it should be. Mind you, it was either this or fuckin' Korn!
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