They can’t hear a word that we’ve said, when we pretend that we’re dead.
No safety net: you get what you get, what you settle for.
You see right through me – I got the feeling of love.
In which I make the case for this exceptionally talented band from Binghamton, New York.
The Rage is relentless, in three parts.
Nothing’s shocking, indeed, yet consistently surprising.
A delivery of a strange and wonderful musical experience.
A genuinely unique, truly eclectic (oddball?), moving, memorable, alternative (nu?) metal rollercoaster.
Lots of AiC in slower-paced grunge mode? Yes please.
The supergroup comprised of Rage Against the Machine (minus Zach de la Rocha) and Soundgarden’s Chris Cornell finds their cohesive sound.
An undeniable hurricane of thrashy, trashy, dirty, funky metal that gets under your skin like very few albums can.
Shot out of a canon, hard funked up metal and other party-influenced sounds. And that’s for starters.
A lesser work of one of great hard rock bands still easily makes this here list.
Tight-as-a-drum, chugging, thunderous, and gloriously aggressive metal.