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LOCK ME (4) AC/DC vs. (13) Faith No More


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LOCK ME (4) AC/DC vs. (13) Faith No More  

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  1. 1. LOCK ME (4) AC/DC vs. (13) Faith No More

    • (4) AC/DC
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    • (13) Faith No More
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This has been the toughest vote for myself so far. I greatly enjoy Bon Scott-era (and Back in Black too) AC/DC, but FNM is one of my absolute favorite bands ever. FNM is probably the most influential/least acknowledged band of the 90's.
Totally agreed.

 

Mike Patton is a musical genius. Everything he touches is gold.

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This has been the toughest vote for myself so far. I greatly enjoy Bon Scott-era (and Back in Black too) AC/DC, but FNM is one of my absolute favorite bands ever. FNM is probably the most influential/least acknowledged band of the 90's.
Totally agreed.

 

Mike Patton is a musical genius. Everything he touches is gold.

 

I'm sure for some people a vote for FNM is also a vote for Mr. Bungle

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This has been the toughest vote for myself so far. I greatly enjoy Bon Scott-era (and Back in Black too) AC/DC, but FNM is one of my absolute favorite bands ever. FNM is probably the most influential/least acknowledged band of the 90's.
Totally agreed.

 

Mike Patton is a musical genius. Everything he touches is gold.

 

I'm sure for some people a vote for FNM is also a vote for Mr. Bungle

That's very true.

 

This has been the toughest matchup for me so far, but I had to give it to FNM. I don't think there's a song by them I don't like, and they're so underappreciated.

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This is one of my all-time favs:

 

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002LRX.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg

 

I found this review on Amazon:

 

Leave it to the Mike Patton era Faith No More to strike a chord in the mainstream, and then give it the big middle finger. I absolutely loved The Real Thing, and even more so, loved watching MTV VJs flounder as they had to repeatedly play "Midlife Crisis", the first single from this album, despite thinking to themselves, "Ewwwww...this is dark! And gross! I don't like this!"

 

And thus was most of the mainstream's response to Angel Dust. Where The Real Thing promised a new wave of melodic weirdness, Angel Dust seemed to suggest that this band was actually...well...just on Angel Dust.

 

However, fans of music, and not simply trends, recognized and continue to recognize the absolute brilliance of this album. If you are looking for a good reason to pick this album up, I have over 190 that average out to give this masterpiece a five star rating; many written within the past year. This is a testament to this album's widespread appeal, and reassuring longevity.

 

In many ways, Angel Dust is The Real Thing on steroids, and the results are much like hitting an extra 35 homeruns a year: quite exciting and frightening at the same time. The riffs are better, the bass pounds louder, the drums accentuate the ever-so subtle tribal rhythms of this band better than before, and Mike Patton, possibly the most underrated influential rock musician of our time, displays such a range of feeling and technique that I simply cackle to near suffocation when I hear people drool over Mariah Carey's high-pitched squeal of limited emotion. I mean seriously, with his collaborations with the Root's Rahzel, the X-Ecutioners, Fantomas, The Dillinger Escape Plan, hip-hop underground producer extraordinaire Dan the Automator, and his Mr. Bungle and solo releases, Mike Patton has ever so quietly changed the face of progressive rock/metal, and the road began with Angel Dust.

 

This is an unclassifiable album, except to say it is one of the best ever. Incorporating maniacally perverse melodies (Kindergarten, Land of Sunshine, Crack Hitler), previously unheard levels of heaviness (Malpractice, Smaller and Smaller), and quirkiness that makes The Real Thing seem like an episode of 7th Heaven (Be Agressive, A Small Victory, and my personal favorite, the scummy jazz lounge-tinged ditty told from the perspective of a drunk trailer-park dad, RV) Angel Dust is a ride with, literally, non-stop thrills.

 

What Faith No More hit upon with this album is that rarely-attained holy grail of originality, catchiness, and timelessness. The production is so tight, with all songs building to near pandemic choruses. This feat is accomplished by carefully brewing the instrumental ingredients, and with swirling/twisted carnival keyboards, prominent and absurdly abrupt bass notes, crunchy, yet crystal clear guitar tone, tribal drumming, and the brilliantly schizophrenic vocal stylings, Faith No More were able to create a masterpiece which immediately calls to mind those works of art which will never be replicated. At the very least I can say that 13 years after its release, this is an album that I, and obviously many others, would call one of the greatest albums you could treat your ears to.

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Faith No More was\is a very underrated band.

 

I completely agree. Far more original than AC "32 albums, no ballads" DC

 

But that's part of their appeal. You don't have to worry about hearing some crappy, sappy ballad in the middle of the album. One of my pet peeves for rock bands is the crappy ballad. If done right, it's good music. But if done wrong, it's absolutely horrible.

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This is one of my all-time favs:

 

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000002LRX.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg

 

I found this review on Amazon:

 

Leave it to the Mike Patton era Faith No More to strike a chord in the mainstream, and then give it the big middle finger. I absolutely loved The Real Thing, and even more so, loved watching MTV VJs flounder as they had to repeatedly play "Midlife Crisis", the first single from this album, despite thinking to themselves, "Ewwwww...this is dark! And gross! I don't like this!"

 

And thus was most of the mainstream's response to Angel Dust. Where The Real Thing promised a new wave of melodic weirdness, Angel Dust seemed to suggest that this band was actually...well...just on Angel Dust.

 

However, fans of music, and not simply trends, recognized and continue to recognize the absolute brilliance of this album. If you are looking for a good reason to pick this album up, I have over 190 that average out to give this masterpiece a five star rating; many written within the past year. This is a testament to this album's widespread appeal, and reassuring longevity.

 

In many ways, Angel Dust is The Real Thing on steroids, and the results are much like hitting an extra 35 homeruns a year: quite exciting and frightening at the same time. The riffs are better, the bass pounds louder, the drums accentuate the ever-so subtle tribal rhythms of this band better than before, and Mike Patton, possibly the most underrated influential rock musician of our time, displays such a range of feeling and technique that I simply cackle to near suffocation when I hear people drool over Mariah Carey's high-pitched squeal of limited emotion. I mean seriously, with his collaborations with the Root's Rahzel, the X-Ecutioners, Fantomas, The Dillinger Escape Plan, hip-hop underground producer extraordinaire Dan the Automator, and his Mr. Bungle and solo releases, Mike Patton has ever so quietly changed the face of progressive rock/metal, and the road began with Angel Dust.

 

This is an unclassifiable album, except to say it is one of the best ever. Incorporating maniacally perverse melodies (Kindergarten, Land of Sunshine, Crack Hitler), previously unheard levels of heaviness (Malpractice, Smaller and Smaller), and quirkiness that makes The Real Thing seem like an episode of 7th Heaven (Be Agressive, A Small Victory, and my personal favorite, the scummy jazz lounge-tinged ditty told from the perspective of a drunk trailer-park dad, RV) Angel Dust is a ride with, literally, non-stop thrills.

 

What Faith No More hit upon with this album is that rarely-attained holy grail of originality, catchiness, and timelessness. The production is so tight, with all songs building to near pandemic choruses. This feat is accomplished by carefully brewing the instrumental ingredients, and with swirling/twisted carnival keyboards, prominent and absurdly abrupt bass notes, crunchy, yet crystal clear guitar tone, tribal drumming, and the brilliantly schizophrenic vocal stylings, Faith No More were able to create a masterpiece which immediately calls to mind those works of art which will never be replicated. At the very least I can say that 13 years after its release, this is an album that I, and obviously many others, would call one of the greatest albums you could treat your ears to.

That just made me pull this CD back out.

 

Awesome.

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My all-time favorite song:

 

he was a fast machine

She kept her motor clean

She was the best damn woman I had ever seen

She had the sightless eyes

Telling me no lies

Knockin' me out with those American thighs

Taking more than her share

Had me fighting for air

She told me to come but I was already there

 

'Cause the walls start shaking

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it and you -

 

Shook me all night long

 

Working double time

On the seduction line

She was one of a kind, she's just mine all mine

She wanted no applause

Just another course

Made a meal out of me and came back for more

Had to cool me down

To take another round

Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing

 

'Cause the walls were shaking

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it and you -

 

Shook me all night long

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My all-time favorite song:

 

That's like the most played AC/DC and one of my least favorite songs by them. Hell's Bells and For Those About to Rock are probably my two favorites.

 

...And Its a long way to the top, TNT, and of course Big Balls....how can you NOT like that song....

 

Well I'm rather upper class high society

God's gift to ballroom notoriety

And I always fill my ballroom

The event is never small

The social pages say I've got

The biggest balls of all

 

I've got big balls

I've got big balls

They're such big balls

And they're dirty big balls

And he's got big balls

And she's got big balls

But we've got the biggest balls of them all

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