Or is it?
Without that familiarity, I’m really forming a first solid impression of the record here. And early on, I started to think it was better than its spotty, artsy predecessor. It doesn’t attempt anything pretentious, early on, but instead is Slipknot being Slipknot. “Sulfur” has a metal riff and a sing-along chorus plus a DJ part, and “Psychosocial” is more hard rock with a shout-along part. It doesn’t get much more Slipknot than that combination. I find myself liking the written-for-rock-radio “Dead Memories” (with metal parts but mostly a hard rock song with emotional chorus) despite myself. They follow that up by the absolutely-metal riff of “Vendetta,” which is a good way to keep it going.
But then the record goes into a terrible slump. “Butcher’s Hook” has an awkward riff that sounds like a bad Meshuggah impersonation, with a terrible chorus. It’s real shit; the nondescript “The Cold Black” and the uninspired “Where Lies Continue” aren’t much better. “Snuff” and “’Til We Die” are basically Stone Sour songs. The title track is good enough, but not on the level of the good early tracks on the record.
So, even though it got off to a good start, I’d have to say this is the weakest album in Slipknot’s discography. But I haven’t listened to the new one yet. I got it a day early for buying a ticket to their Omaha show (it’s a week from today), so I think now is the time to give it a first spin.
The Verdict: 3 out of 5 stars
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