Review Summary: Awesome sauce.
Many children and adults will enjoy LP’s latest LP, which is an old LP. Previously hidden knick knacks and paddywacks are given the bone, transfusing old life into the band. The extra bloat serves as the perfect reminder of how great Linkin Park used to be when they made music, and is another reminder there could’ve been extra songs on the original album, but they would’ve mostly been skippable. Fiddles and faddles, trinkets and dabbles, this album will make you say, “Wow, look at all the stuff LP were working on but didn’t flesh out”. Rather than pretending they didn’t make all this music, (and hiding it for another twenty years), they have released it all for their 20th Anniversary special. It is a lovely way to make money from their farts in the basement or you can call them fart “experiments”. Whatever, it’s just nice to get more LP tracks.
That being said!!! Linkin Park still rule, and they always did unless you’re a nerd that doesn’t understand true music. These beats slap as hard as they always did because true music never goes out of style. Chester’s voice is orgasmic and if you disagree you’re not a man. If you think about it, Chester is one of the only great nu-metal singers, almost everyone else sound like they’re gargling gravel. Back to Chester though. This man could sing and scream so effortlessly — he truly was mommy’s gifted boy.
The album is the Chester Show, and now that I say that, I would’ve loved to see a show called The Chester Show. Ideally, he would’ve been a Jedi Master that teaches both lightsaber and singing skills, but with a real
lightsaber. Why lightsabers? Maybe because they remind me of the glittery, sharp-edged riffs in the album that sound so good that I don’t care if you virgins say they are generic. They slap more than Chris Rock profiting from a slap. This is classic music, and it is fun every time, even with a headache. Yes, the intro to Hit the Floor sounds like ancient Feudal Japan music imagined by an American, and it sounds awesome. This is but one example of LP’s ingenuity. The turntables too are delicious, doing more wocka wockas than a Muppet character — it is funny fun.
One thing that Meteora succeeds at is everything. The breakdowns go harder than your favourite metalcore band. The choruses go harder than your favourite band. The rapping goes harder than Eminem in his prime. The drummer goes harder than your mama. Every song is brilliant in some kind of way, and if you haven’t checked LP for some odd reason I have no respect for your 90s nostalgia game, so do it. Do it for Chester.