If there’s one album to have crazy, dirty sex to, it’s this one. Not saying I’ve done so, but I have. The album starts off with a pump up jam that really does make you want to smack some bitch up. Its’ uncut, controversial music video consisting of cocaine snorting, slapping and grabbing random wankers, and a sexual surprise at the end, only makes “Smack My Bitch Up” better. “Breathe” follows up beautifully, and every damn song on here should be illegal for making anyone and everyone want to just snort up and rage harder than ever before. Hip Hop stud Kool Keith spits some in your face words on “Diesel Power”, thus making one ponder if this is even rock. The Prodigy take samples from all over, including tid bits from the Beastie Boys, The Breeders, with an overwhelming amount of hip hop and electronic beats. In conclusion, this album is an in your face mind*** of dance, industrial sounds, and ultimately alternative rock.
Key tracks: Smack My Bitch Up, Breathe, Diesel Power, Firestarter