That is the only word that can describe this band. Nine
costumed freaks from Des Moines have managed to take the anger
of metal to the next evolutionary level. If you were impressed
with both Korn's and Limp Bizkit's first efforts,
than this is the album for you.
Blending the aggro rap-rock of Korn, Kid Rock
and Limp Bizkit with the heaviness and brutality of
death metal bands familiar to the record label (Roadrunner),
Slipknot's self-titled album lays down viscious slabs
of arranged madness. While you can't say that any song on
this album is "commercially viable", a number of
them are catchy enough to be enjoyable. Among the easier to
pick up are: Wait and Bleed, Surfacing, and
No Life. Some of the disturbed songs include Purity
and Liberate. The final track, Scissors, is
disturbing in it's drug-induced lyrics that deteriorate into
a rant of "Biding my time until the time is right."
While the album feels like it's on full-blast from start
to end, there's enough change and variety to keep it from
getting stale. Inclusion of percussions along with samples
and scratches easily lifts this album out of the "common
Preaching not a message of hate but of attitude, Slipknot
doesn't weight you down with cheesy teen angst anthems, but
delivers the fed-up-with-this-world message that many jilted
people are still looking to capture. With a variety of songs
ranging from hip-hop/metal to industrial-meshed aggro, any
listener interested can find a track that they'll wish to
hold onto as their own. Don't mistake this as a Korn
knock-off. If Korn is a "Freak on a Leash"
and Limp Bizkit is a Pimp, then Slipknot is
a midwestern serial killer.