Non entusiasma, ma non è da buttare l’ultimo progetto di Phil Anselmo.
I Superjoint Ritual per sua stessa ammissione sono ormai la band principale del vocals, abbandonando o perlomeno accantonando così Pantera e Down. Scelta, questa, molto coraggiosa se si pensa al profitto che Phil potrebbe ricavare da un nuovo album con Abbot e co.
Il suo coraggio è premiato in parte.
Infatti musicalmente i SjR non offrono nulla di nuovo e particolarmente interessante, ma spaccano a dovere e coinvolgono l'ascoltatore in un parziale headbanging. Dico parziale perché a tratti l'album si trascina per poi bloccarsi, decadendo in melodie noiose.
Bisogna dire però, che quando Anselmo suona la carica i restanti membri rispondono a dovere, creando una sorta di trash metal sporco, trascendente su uno stile punk-hardcore, con qualche venatura black.
Il sound viene espresso in modo veloce e rabbioso, pur non andando oltre i limiti del gruppo, che sono quelli già citati. I ritmi sono alti e la base ritmica composta dalla coppia Haaga –Fazzio, rispettivamente basso e batteria, esplode in continuazione, supportata dalle chitarre di Kevin Bond e di un novello Anselmo.
La nuova coppia di chitarristi si ferma a riff cattivi, senza cercare di metter su qualche assolo. Il vocals, al contrario del precedente lavoro con i Down dove interpreta una voce calda e appasionata, ritorna alla voce asciutta e agguerrita alla Pantera.
Il disco è inzuppato di odio, generato dalla voglia di dimostrare l'impegno che il gruppo ci mette, cercando di tenere alta la bandiera del "true" heavy metal.
Purtroppo, come da previsione, non ci riescono e realizzano un album sufficiente. Le canzoni più interessanti sono "Fuck Your Enemy", "It Takes Not Guts", "Everyone Hates Everyone" e la numero sette "Message", che sfortunatamente nel finale si addormenta come le restanti 12 traccie.
"Use Once And Destroy" è un album da mettere nello stereo per scaricare lo stress pogando. Dopo di che lo si rimette a posto, lasciandolo nella polvere. Il titolo è abbastanza azzeccato, anche se in maniera meno tragica.
L'intenzione della band è quella di continuare, uscendo con un nuovo album agli inizi del 2004, ma personalmente non la reputo una buona idea.
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02 It Takes No Guts (02:06)
There is no bright relation
Refry this shitty life
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
The promise of piss is here
And I've dug the filthy dredge
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
There is no grace in waiting
There's only bastard baiting
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Raped by your father, were you hurt there?
Were you horny? Were you horrified?
They were the first to rev-up
They were the last to ride
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Taken by a blood relation
Take that, love that
Given inches, given fortitude
Take that, love that
Crying eyes, a man of forty
Take that, love that
Taken back there day to day
I feel, extreme. Amped up
Kill the guilty
03 Everyone Hates Everyone (03:49)
Mind is a freeze
From me
From you
From shock
There is no sanctuary
You want to do this right now
Your blank look tells me
You're not too thrilled at all
To stand here face to face with me
You want to stab at me right now
Not tomorrow
'Cause there's a fine line
Between me and them
Call it a rift
I can't look you in the eye
Without just crying/laughing
I speak with death-threat tone
You and yours want to make a name
Pack it up and move on
Right now
Not tomorrow
'Cause there's a fine line
Between me and them...
Call it a...
I will decide
There's pressure
Revolving
Absorbing
Unloading
Depreciated
Step on the foot of excelcier
A net in the womb of the aftermath
The problem ahead is that fine line
That keeps us apart
A fence there in the middle
Keeps us apart again
04 The Introvert (03:46)
Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see
A curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, Never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
Leave well enough alone
Annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see
A curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, Never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
The dropping ladder of crucifixion
Of crooked eyes, one green, one blue
A Mongolion gaze
Unrising, Slumped over
The dank seasons, Are controlling
A "never had", a "never will"
In the syringe being pushed through
The leverage that pulls it over
Is dropping into the moat
Drowning on a sinking boat
The pressure brings it up, then down
05 The Alcoholik (02:30)
Pick up and shake in the wind
Shed your resource and keep it down
Trashed
Don't make it right
Don't move it in
Put in the mouth
And swallowed whole
Smashed
(It makes all the sense to me;And
could it make any sense to you?
Let it ride)
Because there ain't no winning
this one right
Try to facilitate
Whine in restoration blewn
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground
Fry and halucinate
Pry and investigate
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untraveled ground
Pitfalls of grief
On all that displayed for the"ground out"
Prophetically speaking
The wilted unformulated
06 Fuck Your Enemy (01:40)
Where were you?
When it was in me?
A hollow paw, A quiet stare
Drain it slowly
The flow of birth
Eat the after
And satiate the claw
Rise
The dumb ones rise
To salute the queer
Another dreary
People fearing
Dick the system
Screw the city
Forget you were,Forget you were
DIE WHEN YOU CAN DO NO MORE DAMAGE
09 All of Our Lives Will Get Tried (03:21)
Sweet spoon pussy, working your tongue
In a circular motion
Tie it off, cause it will bleed
There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried
Sugar cut eighty-eight percent, doggy style pin prick
Seventies bush, eighties bald
There is no sound in here
A dim bulb swinging slowly
There went my precious self
Last chance to see where prayer will lead you...
As I'm looking down, it's my life that gets tested
As I said before, it's me hanging inside the whipping cell
The brightness surrounds us in spite of Hell
All our lives will get tried
Test it, study it
Think about it when you're lying in a ditch
10 Antifaith (02:14)
Through the beyond
The brain that creeps compulsion
Unrash decision
A battle pitched with lyric
Bastard world is swallowing
and harvesting
A dense generation that's doomed
to repeat over and over
Dischord, Fear, Psychosis,
Then the grave
Antifaith
A legion in the cerebellum
Kill the senses
Dream of guilt
a blatant fraud
Abominations will maximize
both death and danger
Dischord, Fear, Psychosis,
then genocide
At one time
Try it again and again
A grizzled dawn
Execution
Your flesh at one with the dirt
No dead king
No veil of martyrs
Just red, raw and gone...
11 Ozena (03:56)
She's crap, she's scum - related to the gutter
She never looks behind her, for there sleeps ashen past
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Her mouth hangs wrong, cateract coloured eyes
She smells like gone from the give-up
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
Lisp like a little kid, through split tongue seizures
sucking air sounds prevelent, it's a rebirth...
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
15 Creepy Crawl (01:54)
Countless hours
Turning into
Countless days
A doubtful outlook
Digging from my grave
That's my home actually
Sick and angry for no reason
Falling into Manson's thrall
Charlie's stare
Can draw you in
A god reborn?
A total clown?
Now the truth
A five-six joke?
Or was he the one?
I can't change the exposed truth
God is gone
And never was
Never will
Never has been
Thoughts provoke
A disgusting sight
If this is real?
Or a chemical lift?
Digging from my grave
That's my home actually
Sick and angry for no reason
Falling into Manson's thrall
Charlie's stare
Can draw you in
A god reborn?
A total clown?
Now the truth
A five-six joke?
Or was he the one?
I can't change the exposed truth
God is gone
And never was
Never will
Never has been
16 Superjoint Ritual (06:34)
There is no pill, peice, puzzle, solution
Pulse, reaction, inhilation, exhale, gag
Fall out, retarding, pussyhole theory
You fucking dumb fuck
Get killed
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Ci propone un onesto pugno nello stomaco.
Il disco si porta dietro angoscia, violenza, droga, sangue, deliri e abusi che saranno la colonna sonora di questo SUPERJOINT RITUAL.
