Had a chance to check out some new albums this week.
Rob Zombie - The Lunar Injection Kool Aid Eclipse Conspiracy
Overlong for no good reason, lacking in energy, half of this album is just fucking experimental filler, layered samples and meandering prog-rock. There is precisely one track that stood out to me as something I’d want to listen to a second time, “The Satanic Rites Of Blacula” and to be honest I think that might be trading on my appreciation of a certain Venture Bros character as much as for its’ own merits.
This doesn’t sound like a Rob Zombie album. It sounds like a solo spin-off project, half way to being a free form jam session which would be fine in it’s own context, but with the name comes certain expectations which haven’t been met for quite a few years now, if I’m honest.
The Offspring - Let The Bad Times Roll
Been looking forward to this, as it’s been nine years since “Days Gone By” came out. Speaking of which, I’m glad to say there is nothing on this album as fucking odious and cringeworthy as “Cruising California (Bumpin’ in My Trunk)” from the previous album, a song that was the absolute nadir of their entire catalogue. The “novelty song” they seem to habitually include is this time a version of “The Hall Of The Mountain King” and that’s all I’m going to say about that.
“Hassan Chop” is probably the fastest, most urgent song they’ve done in years, and thoroughly welcome for it.
There is a very fine piano version of “Gone Away”, the song originally on 1997s’ “Ixnay On The Hombre”, the deeply personal song about the car accident death of Dexter Hollands’ girlfriend. Not one to put on the jukebox in the pub.
For the completionists, there is (as seems to be par for the course these days) a Japanese edition with two extra tracks not found on the standard album; a live track, and a French version of “We Never Have Sex Anymore”, a song from the album that features some trumpets that I could swear are sometimes paying tribute to the soundtrack of the Donkey Kong Country SNES series.
Dinosaur Jr - Sweep It Into Space
There quite simply is no bad track on this album. It hooked me, and will not let go.
Oh yeah, turns out ex-Misfits singer Michale Graves is a member of the fucking Proud Boys, so fuck that guy.