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Catch Thirty-Three
MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!! I think that's what he said. Not really sure. It was either that or “daew;lfghalfhjfergf;pf” Who is “he?” That would be MESHUGGAH frontman Jens Kidman, one bad-ass mamma jamma. Did I just MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO say that? I should just die already.
Anyway, rock veterans Meshuggah, the pride of Sweden, experiment a little with this newest release, “Catch Thirty Three.” This album is very repetitive, very hypnotic, and will make you feel it in your sack. These oxen are all about the heavy. And I think they want to hurt me, or maybe these were love songs, only understood about five words, so your guess is as good as mine.
This is a unique album in that there is no space in between the tracks, the songs seamlessly transition throughout the entire thing. In essence, they make you listen to the full album because it is a singular unit, not a bunch of random tracks. Maybe I should have tried that, because nobody listened to my shit. That's why I'm stuck writing shitty reviews for you. I'm gonna go find some young calf to take out my frustration on.
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