After the death sudden death of great Alternative bands, mainly the prestige band which meant heaven— Nirvana,  the Rock Scene was close to ashes. When independent bands like KoRn went mainstream,  Rock and Metal were flooded. And these floods are not necessarily a good thing. Pathetic, and incapable bands are currently invading the once ultimate genre. Thank the lord SlipKnot appeared, a gang of nine psychopaths. These nine fellows pushed their self-bitterness into a CD. Their self-titled album has triumphantly surpassed all of today’s Rock bands. SlipKnot has redefined death-metal. 

Hidden behind disturbing masks, SlipKnot is just a universe of hate. They truly express concern, hate, and sullen pride. What a better way to express their madness with the godly and amazing producer—none other than the man, Ross Robinson. With the direction of the gifted producer, SlipKnot successfully combines their dankness  into beautifully executed music. The lyrics are powerful, meaningful, and explain their roots. Sure some listeners are turned off by screaming, but the way Corey, the vocalist, executes it is rememberable. He mixes fearsome roaring with true singing. It gives respect, knowing hate created them, their words are powerful. However fame is beginning to shed light on this underground band. Please the who goes by the name of music television, step away. 

Unlike must Hardcore bands, Corey does not just outcry his anguish, but sings it in with a surprising melody. His screaming is sturdy, almost as if you can feel his singing and decipher his pain. His vocals are top-notch and exquisite, many props to his gifted singing. The instruments are simply breath-taking, wrecking havoc! The band is loud, and a crushing bazaar! 

Guitars are fast and darn right furious. Drums are speedy, just madness. Two percussionists play eerie echoes. Turntables are flawed, and may get annoying, but with Corey bleeding his lungs out, and the instruments combined, it emits harsh, striking music. 

If Ross Robinson was absent, I’m assured SlipKnot would not have been so fresh and appealing with rich anger. Anger can be music, but too much shrilling can be a problem. “Wait and Bleed,” is a prime example of harmonious singing mixed with sharp shouting. Ross Robinson has a vivid role (his great days probably with the once great band known as KoRn).  Sellouts are very common, but the brutal force of SlipKnot is unlikely to wind up as MTV puppets. Underground bands are where the best dwell, and SlipKnot is no exception. A supreme CD, destroying and adding talent onto Metal. SlipKnot’s self-titled album is a money-darn-well-freakin-spent CD. Get it now for motivation, mad headbanging, or running into a frenzy at a mosh or just utter inspiration. . .”And it waits for you!” 

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