Review Summary: You feel me?
Macho posturing, drug abuse and chord misuse.
It's 2013 and Deez Nuts have returned with another hook laden record with the same elements found on Stay True
. Known for their high-school student aimed lyrics and the normal reliance on hardcore staples such as breakdowns, semi-rapped lyrics and catchy choruses, the Melbourne based quintet have what they refer to as a joking take on the hardcore style, a factor which is reflected quite heavily with the lyrics, which usually refer to the drinking, drug-taking and general immaturity of the band.
There is no real progression found on the album apart from the inclusion of the extremely short tracks, which help to break up the overwhelming block of music found throughout the rest of the record. The use of the short skits make this feel more like a hip-hop record than a hardcore record, but as previous efforts by Deez Nuts have shown, they do rely on their base rapped lyrics making them feel like a bizarre Limp Bizkit-hardcore hybrid. This is not done well by any means, as most of the lyrics fall short, especially when the amount of profanity and reliance on the same material. Whilst the first few songs go past without too much of an issue, apart from the repetition, once the halfway point of the album is reached, the listener is left questioning how much effort actually went into writing these words that are being spewed by Peters. Even the featuring of numerous other vocalists including Sam Carter of Architects does not aid the otherwise monotonous performance or lyrical content. For an example of this, take the line featured by Lord Ezec in the aptly titled Go *** Yourself
They call me the cremator
The reaper's here, to take your soul
The lyrics come off as a forced attempt to be brutal or hardcore.
The album does have its redeemable factors. The guitars do come out with the occasional interesting riff, not to mention the fast past moments in I.D.K.W.Y.T.Y.A.B.I.K.W.D.G.A.F.A.Y.
or True Colours
. Even though the gang vocal formula is well worn out by the time that Band of Brothers
is reached, it is one of the only songs above a minute in length which has a genuinely interesting feel to it, even though it is worn tight.
Verdict: A straight-edge kids worst nightmare.