Twenty-years old on 9/4. Slayer's God Hates Us All is twenty on 9/11, but that's not important right now

I listened to it today for the first time in over a decade. *cough: Pitchfork* Most definitely NOT CRAP. I really think removing myself from it for that long made me realize that it really is outstanding.

I wasn't impressed by a mainstream version of Mr. Bungle then or now.

Wasn't this one of many albums that got censored after 9/11 for inane reasons..

I really enjoyed this record at the time, but can't fathom choosing to play it ever again. I'd still be lying to vote crap.

Songs for the Deaf is a bit like that for me too, but not as much.

penningtron wrote: Thu Sep 02, 2021 7:34 pm I wasn't impressed by a mainstream version of Mr. Bungle then or now.

Hell of a description there.

Shrug. I like some of it, other bits leave me cold.

The debut is really good, and you could make a fine second album out of everything else.

At their best, the natural evolution of Dead Kennedys; at their worst, drivel.

Prison Song is a hell of an opening track. I like the idea of carceral abolitionist bullet points being unwittingly inscribed in the heads of hundreds of thousands of millennial surbanites across the land, whether the majority of them really take in the message seems pretty doubtful though. To this day, I can't not think of Serj Tankien's vocal delivery when reading "mandatory minimum sentences" in text.

Like all of their albums, a couple of fantastic songs and lots of filler. Not crap, but very much rooted in the time period for me, so wouldn't listen to any of it again.

Fucking ghastly!

Funny, for some reason I was thinking of the song 'Shimmy' this morning.

Yeah, some of the lyrics are goofy, but I played this album a lot around the time it came out, and if I were to play it now I'd probably still enjoy it ('Forest' is on my jogging playlist). I'll always associate it with MTV2, which I started watching around that time b/c they were still playing videos. They got me into these guys, and Andrew W.K.

SOAD is/was a band that should have worked on paper, but I could never get into it. Maybe because at the time the boys that I worked with in the adolescent behavioral health unit of the mental health clinic I was employed by were all avid SOAD listeners, and most of them were little knuckleheads. I was too busy listening to Hot Shots II. Not vehemently crap, but crap nonetheless.