I liked this album before I hated it. I liked it for the hardness and I liked it because it made Korn come up with a great tour and I got to see Incubus and Rammstein and Ice Cube all in one night. I hated it because it ushered in a new era in metal, one in which the term nu-metal was born and gave birth to such wretched acts as Papa Roach and P.O.D. This was Korn's last decent effort before they got sucked up into the great lie of nu-metal.
I liked Korn before I hated them.
Every once in a while, when I'm in a certain mood, I'll pull this CD out. I can't listen to the whole thing anymore, but tunes like It's On and Dead Bodies Everywhere can still work me up into a frenzy if the timing is right.
Conversation I had with a friend while listening to this album: "You're 36 years old, why are you listening to this crap?" "Because it makes me feel like I'm 15." "Name one good thing about being 15." "No one told me I was too old to listen to anything."
This is an album by album review of my entire record collection. This means music spanning almost 40 years, from my Archies record I cut off a cereal box to whatever I bought last week.
This is where I get to be the music critic I always wanted to be, but no magazine would have. These are more like sensory reactions than reviews; it's about what the music did for me, not what it should do for you.
You can read the entire details of the project and why I'm doing it here.