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Outlive Your Enemies

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Outlive Your Enemies is as I see it the most well rounded album to date from Babyland. Here they shown again that they consistantly get better and explore more with each recording. This record has better translated the energy of their live performances ( although NOTHING will ever top that) bringing along a higher technological and artistic understanding wich stands out against the previous albums in a good way.

I discovered Babyland through a co-worker a couple of years ago. I was coming from the thrash/death metal era, so this was different but with similar punk origins.
I got a mp3 player 12 months ago, can only hold 5 hours of music. I pretty much listen to it every day. I rotate the songs as I get tired of them. There are, however, two (full!) albums I could never get tired of, despite listening to it every day. Outlive your enemies is one (the other is Sasha's SF global underground CD2).
What's so special about this album? the raw energy, the composition, the instruments/effects, the voice.. There's just nothing like it out there. What's funny though is that I do enjoy You Suck Crap almost as much, but think nothing of their other two albums. Too experimental for me maybe. I was not fortunate enough to see Babyland in concert, but I'm glad to see they're now available on Amazon.

Babyland is like fine wine. They get better with age. (And stay true to their roots.) This album, being one of their latest releases, is (relatively) a bit more accessable to a larger audience. But they haven't strayed from the path they began on.

The music is somewhat more along the lines of what typical music is supposed to sound like; or so some people may have said. There's less of the wild and sporatic stuff here than on their earlier releases. Still, the raw emotion and creativity is as present here as on any other release of theirs.

If you're tired of the drama/leather/spookyness of the electo-industrial scene, this is a great, down-to-earth, thought-provoking, fun, musically-brilliant cd. Electronic-junk-punk, get with it.

Great music that propels the mind further. Richly layered and beautifully thought of sound. This CD is their best yet. Classic song morphology as only bablyland has brought to the table. These techno punks are experienced.

Even though I consider everything by Babyland to be essential, I consider this to be their best ALBUM, in the definitions as albums go, showcasing the intensity and production-skills that Babyland is, to the average listener. Really, the only way to really know how awesome they are is to see them live, which I have done on many an occasion, but yet it seems never enough, and as a result have introduced some friends to the band by dragging them along. The consenses is always the same: they rule. You owe yourself a favor if you have never heard of this band to pick up at least this CD, and then their entire catalog, and to see them live whenever you can. If you cannot do this, you can't say you truly like electronic/industrial/underground/noisedance/fillintheblank music (or as they call it "electronic junk punk"). If you really need a clue to what it is, think a cross between the best Einsturzende Neubauten and Front 242. Enjoy. :P

This is the future of urban music... buy this CD now if you don't already have it. You will get to be one of those people in 2 years who walks around saying "oh yeah, I got into Babyland way before they became known by the mainstream public as the greatest electronic musicians of all time."
This album rests a bit more melody down than some of their others, so it might be a good place to start getting to know this amazing duo. I wait on an eager seat for their next release... every new album is an adventure into the edge of what electronic music will one day become (if the world could be so lucky).

A contagiously listenable record that includes both the raging speed, scream and clatter of You Suck Crap as well as the epic, tragically beautiful sweep of Who's Sorry Now. The percussion sounds better than ever, and the vocals are at their most passionate. The lyrics are surging with compassion and intelligence. It starts with a blast: "Omaha", a 2 minute adrenaline injection of crisp, bouncy electronics and crashing percussion is an anathem to commitment and DIY ethics, and might as well be Babyland's manifesto. It never lets up; from buldozing heaviness of Mini Mall to delicate melancholy of Sophomore, the album clocks in at over 60 minutes, with noise interludes, yet it never wears out it's welcome. A mainstay in my CD player for about 2 years now.