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How to cowboy up and stop being such a pussy
How to cowboy up and stop being such a pussy
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4.0 out of 5 stars Potentially Promising---when it's eventually finished!, December 26, 2014
Mr Max Powerz, I attempted to visit your website and grab an email address so I could share this review with you privately rather than wave it around in public, but your website is GONE.

Oh well. You're a cowboy. You've got thick, leathery skin. You'll take it on the chin like a MAN.

Let's start rippin' some butt for the young man's good!

You obviously amused yourself by what you have so far written---so much so that you just HAD TO publish it ASAP, but it is clearly not finished.

For starters, it contains a major school-boy spelling error which is repeated about 15 times through the supposedly 42 pages of text. It's a shame because such an error ruins the frickin' flow of otherwise fun sentences to read. The error is this: The difference between the word "YOUR" and "YOU'RE". Jesus Christ! How could you have missed this during proof-reading? You demonstrate in SOME sentences that you indeed know the difference. You sometimes use the appropriate word "YOU'RE". So you are obviously not illiterate, just impatient. Too impatient---or you suffer from some sort of attention deficit disorder which prevents you from actually being able to focus on one sentence at a time to make sure there are no spelling errors!

There are some minor formatting errors. Most of your sentences are not indented and yet SOME are. That looks like crap. Shoddy workmanship. Like dried drips of paint on the walls.

There are also a couple sentences that are not capitalized at their starts. You also capitalized names of some establishments but not all. They look better capitalized: Subway, Starbucks, Jackass. Proper names need to be capitalized.

You've built a cabinet here, he-man, and the joints are not flush, and the wood has not been sanded.

Last but not least:
You have about an 1/8th of a book here. Where are the other 7/8ths? You need chapters---crude, rude, manly chapters about Sex, War, Vengeance, Dealing with Clerks, Cell Phone etiquette, TV Celebrities, Foreigners, Foreign countries, Boy Bands, White Girls Who Try To Sing Black, How to Raise Children, How to Be a Boss, etc, etc, etc!!!

The writing is fun. I enjoy the proto macho stance. I like the irreverence and political in-correctness. The book has plenty of potential & promise, but it's much too thin. And you are charging BOUTIQUE prices when you should be pricing it at VOLUME prices. You should be pricing it to move. Even if you end up adding 200 pages, you shouldn't charge more than a $1.50 for your Kindle version. As it stands, seriously, it is NOT worth the six dollars you are charging. Because of your school-boy, lazy-butt errors, it's not even worth a penny. Where's your pride? Where's your professionalism?

No joke, dude, I want my money back!

Negatives aside, I really ENJOYED this partially-finished book. I laughed out loud. I smirked and smiled the smirk and smile of a smart-ass admiring a fellow smart-ass's work. Dude, don't be a puss and let this die on the vine. FINISH IT! Get jacked-up on an upper of one sort or another and write like a meth-fuelled maniac. Pull out all the stops and get even filthier & ruder & as outrageous as you can! You CANNOT go "too far".

And don't be in such a hurry to publish it. Wait until it is absolutely smoking & flawless. Capiche? You have demonstrated the potential to accomplish this. But you probably won't. (I clear my throat and hock a loogie.)
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The Humbling
The Humbling
by Philip Roth
Edition: Hardcover
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1.0 out of 5 stars Sorry, Mr Roth, We Are Returning Your Manuscript. Good Luck Elsewhere., October 26, 2014
This review is from: The Humbling (Hardcover)
How many times has this story been written by other authors? This story about a wealthy, washed-up, once celebrated, old fart having a love affair with a chick 30 years his junior who eventually ends it abruptly after months of reassurances?

And who amongst the population actually gives a damn about these droll & dull stories by these blue-blooded hacks who write to please their teachers & professors & those who judge books for literary prizes?

This was my first Philip Roth book and I was not impressed. His writing is delicate---let's call it womanly---and his dialogue seems poorly imagined; it seems pretentious.

I gave Roth a chance after Googling "authors who write filthy & edgy books" and his name popped up on a relevant list. This book was neither edgy nor filthy---although his protagonist DOES insert his thumb where the sun don't shine, and some teeny bopper invites him to make use of her anus, both incidents are conveyed with an unrealistic air of flaccid disinterest.

I perused other books by Roth and found all of them to have been written for the same audience as this one: A vanity-oriented subculture of teacher's pets who went to Yale & Vassar and have homes in the Hamptons and Martha's Vineyard. They also pretend there is meaning & value to be found in the excruciatingly dull works of Beckett & Chekhov & Joyce & Tennessee Frickin' Williams.

Yea, right.

Roth, I'm kicking you to the curb. You can commiserate with the ghost of Updike.

You college-crowd writers are a farce, a folly, and a total waste of time.

Suicidal for Life
Suicidal for Life
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5.0 out of 5 stars Criminally Under-Rated & Overlooked -- This Was Their Best Album Ever, September 4, 2014
This review is from: Suicidal for Life (Audio CD)
Don't worry about sub-genre labels, if you dig Cowboys from Hell, Back in Black, Out of the Cellar, Ride the Lightning, and Appetite for Destruction, then this album will fit right into your collection of classic butt-kicking Hard Rock/Heavy Metal.

Like any other thing that eventually ends up being regarded as a smashing classic, there are elements you will find strange or off-putting upon first listening to this album, namely Mike Muir's unique vocals. But I can assure you they will grow on you and you will end up truly appreciating the fact that he does not sing like anyone else. His vocals are as unique & distinct as those of Ronnie James Dio, Phil Anselmo, Sammy Hagar, or any other original voice you usually recognize straight away. I like the many ways he sings. I like his taunting & teasing & neener-neener sense of humour. I like his lyrics because they are upfront & clear, rebellious & rude, and they champion self-empowerment.

This album is basically a head banger's delight from start to finish. You rock & bang your head in unison with the beats and there is nothing and no one who can possibly stop you. The songs are deliciously infectious.

And to think, Wikipedia says this album was not received well by fans or critics and is currently listed as a Bargain Bin album.
Holy bat s***! You people are insane!

The guitar playing by Rocky George is every bit as wonderful as Vai, Dimebag, Rhoads, and anyone else you wanna put him up against. He is truly a virtuoso guitarist who plays from his groin & heart. He plays with real feeling. Listen to him make those notes & harmonics squeal! Listen to that sense of melody and those chord changes!

Mike Clark is razor-awesome on rhythm guitar. Jimmy DeGrasso is drumming in the ranks of John Bonham, Keith Moon, and Jimmy Chamberlin. And Robert Trujillo tears it up on bass better than any other bassist of 1994.

The musicianship on this album is focussed, intense, and totally locked into excellence.
Every single song is beautiful in its own way. NO FILLERS HERE!

How lucky am I to have discovered this 20 year old diamond of an album at age 50?!

Lots of fans of ST seem to dislike this album compared to the skate-boarding albums, and I guess that's because the musicianship is too damn good, the songs are too well crafted & layered, and the guitar solos are much too scary.
Ya sissies!! (Start track #6 NOW!!!! And crank it UPPPPP!!!!!)

The sound of each song on this killer album is a blending of punk, thrash, hard rock, metal, soul, and a whiff of funk---and it is spot on.

This album has shot straight up to my top 10 albums of all time...maybe even top 5. Honestly, this album is so bloody good & pounding from the Invocation to the Benediction that it makes me cry happy tears like the 6' 10" sissy I am. It really IS that tremendous. A lovely, original, unique work of art that seems to have escaped the notice of the record label, perhaps even the band itself, and many fans of ST.

Oh well, your loss, suckers!
I am digging this album to the max.
I wish Mike Muir would get the band back together, remaster & re-release this album, and perform it live from start to finish.

11/22/63: A Novel
11/22/63: A Novel
by Stephen King
Edition: Paperback
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1.0 out of 5 stars Give Me A -P-! Give Me An -A-! Give Me A -P-!, February 16, 2014
This review is from: 11/22/63: A Novel (Paperback)
I did not believe Sadie over-reacting to Jake's singing "raunchy" lyrics.
Why couldn't've Jake just told her it was from a song sung by a local band on Friday nights back where he used to live?
That was a seriously lame scene. No one is gonna start thinking you're from outer space or the future just because you sing "I met a gin-soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis..."

For Hell sake!

The story would've been BRILLIANT had Jake found NO ONE at that window at the Book Depository---especially since he paints such an ugly & hateful picture of Oswald throughout the book.

That King perpetuates the government line about Oswald as the lone gunman beggars belief. How effen dumb or blind do you have to be to not see JFK get shot twice from the front in the Zapruder film?

The love story in this book is truly weak and it only muddles up the narrative. King wrote it just to make it ready-made for conversion into an insipid film starring a rom-com team like Tom Hanks & Julia Roberts.

The time-travel premise was loaded with promise....but King/Jake went back in time like some sort of p-whipped, politically correct, schoolmarm. He went there SCARED, and so it is hardly adventurous. It seems mostly about killing time...the whole middle just drags as we wait to arrive at 11/22/63.

"Harmonics" and a past that is "obdurate" do not suffice as worthy substitutes for refreshing & surprising twists & turns in the plot---of which this book has next to none.

There is virtually no humour in this book, either.

It was my first King book, and it will be my last.

The dude is just another little school boy doing what his teachers told him. There is nothing cutting-edge or counter-cultural about him or his hack-works. He writes for the shelves of the grocery stores. He writes for the Best Seller list. An artist, he is not. A machine, he most certainly is.

He's all yours, America! Your shining contribution to international literature: Populist pap.
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Walk the Stage: The Official Bootleg Box Set
Walk the Stage: The Official Bootleg Box Set
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2.0 out of 5 stars Save Your Money And Buy A Used Copy of Back To Attack, April 26, 2013
Pardon me whilst I elbow my way through this crowd of sycophants and purple-prosed poseurs...

Me? Alexander T. Newport. Big appreciator of Michael Schenker's work since 1983. Frankly, with the exception of 2004's Endless Jam Volume 1, he has neither created nor performed anything over the years that is even close to the excellent standards of 1973 - 1984.

That said, I am always excited by the release of Schenker concert recordings from that glorious and magnificent period. Schenker said in a Guitar instruction video interview shot in 1982 that he recorded every show through the soundboard. All of the MSG early 80s concert recordings released in the 21st century have been soundboard recordings. This doesn't mean they were professionally mixed & engineered. It just means a tape machine was plugged into the jack of the in-house mixing/soundboard at the venue where the concert was held---and although that may seem sonically unfortunate, it's usually still a great gift to hear Schenker in his prime---even in mono!

I gave high marks to Back to Attack and Reactivate Live.

But not this time.

The September 1980 Odeon show sucks. Why beat around the bush? Barden's voice is often painful to listen to and Schenker is out of key numerous times---not out of tune but out of key---AND THAT'S JUST BIZARRE! Him and Barden are unfortunately quite often harmonically out of sync. It's basically a sloppy show---and it's the first time I have heard MSG playing in a noticeably inferior way. I forgive it by reckoning it was one of their earliest public performances. I reckon both Barden and Schenker were a bit nervous. It's not an unbearable show, mind you, but when you've heard the highwater mark of Schenker's abilities found in those Japan shows of early 1984, the mistakes here stand out like big brown lumpy things in the punchbowl.

This Walk the Stage Boxset also includes two shows from Japan of August 1981:
The afternoon show is somewhat sloppy and below par. If I never hear it again, I won't miss it.

The evening show still has Schenker struggling at times to achieve notes & solos that seem to come so easily at other concerts, but overall it is a decent enough show and I am sure I will listen to it again. It just doesn't seem like an especially inspired show.

But it happens.
You don't always hit a homerun when you get up to bat.
DiMaggio didn't always smash it out of the park and neither did Hank Aaron or even Charles Bukowski.
So at best, when it comes to recordings of Schenker playing below his capabilities, at least you develop a stronger appreciation for the recordings of those nights when his playing WAS undeniably that of the very best Euro-metal guitarist of the 20th century. He was Numero Uno. No one was even a close 2nd. Not Blackmore or Malmsteem or even Vivian Campbell. Schenker was peerless---anywhere and everywhere. Eddie Van Who?

As other reviewers have mentioned, the 1982 Reading Festival concert is included here even though any TRUE longtime Schenker fan would have already tracked down and bought or downloaded a copy of its original release from the BBC. This release has one track not originally included: Feels Like a Good Thing. The show itself is a bit rough and unpolished due to the fact that Barden and the band had only 2 hours to rehearse after being apart for many months, but the spirit to kick ass and not let anyone down shines through and makes up for any minor goofs. It's a fun show to listen to but it's definitely not a representation of how truly bad-ass the man could play guitar. Check out Back to Attack or Reactivate Live for the best raw & unedited performances.

The DVD, filmed over 2 nights at Hammersmith in October 1983, is something that was formerly released in Japan back in the 1980s. (I was given a VHS copy of a laserdisk version in 1985 and I played it to death.) Schenker's performance is topnotch. I have yet to see a film of him happier or in better form (although Dortmund 1983 was pretty damn hot & smokin'...but that still hasn't been officially released nor has Pinkpop 1981---so there's more to come, folks!).

As for overdubs, if in doubt, watch the man's fingers and see if they sync up with the sound, eh wot? They do, doodily do sync up, homeboy. Was it a brilliant cut & paste job like Strangers In The Night, well, that's open to debate. We need the source tapes or an audience bootleg recording of those two nights in Hammersmith to know for sure one way or another.

If, like me, you absolutely must hear every newly released Schenker-related concert recording from 1973 - 1984, then you will buy this. The reason why I must hear each new release is because the man often took his solos to places they had never been before and would never return to again. This is why we Schenker-ites can actually tolerate and even enjoy the same setlists over & over & over again. The song titles were the same, yea they were, time & time again, but each performance was UNIQUE---and so it's kind of like each performance was a new version of a great song.

The Hammersmith 1983 DVD and Reading Festival 1982 cd are the best pieces in this boxset. The other 3 shows are of inferior performances, but I ain't kidding: The result of listening to them helps you appreciate all the more strongly the excellent shows you already own and love.

Make lemonade out of lemons, baby. Pivot from the negative to the positive.

If you can find a used copy for significantly less than a new one, buy it. Otherwise, it's a bit pricey for basically just 2 discs of material that you should already own in one format or another.
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Love and Pain
Love and Pain
by Thaddeus Golas
Edition: Paperback
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1.0 out of 5 stars Love & Pain...But Mostly Pain, February 23, 2013
This review is from: Love and Pain (Paperback)
I got excited when I found out this book was in print. I was eager to read it even though the description warns you it is not an uplifting book.

Defenders or champions of Love & Pain will say it provides "unsentimental wisdom" and a kind of "tough love".

But, really, the overall vibe is dark & lonely.

His perspective is rooted in a philosophical/cosmological premise that says our existence here as humans, with our earth & trees & birds & bees, is the equivalent of a mistake. He says this human/earthly existence is, at best, a highly unlikely & unfortunate thing to have happened. He says outright that this human & earthly experience is not a deliberate creation by something infinitely intelligent. It's more like the result of a highly improbable default. We may as well have ended up here by accident. He reckons no spirit/soul in their right mind would consciously choose to be human & earthly.

He comes across as someone who regards this existence as being similar to gods who have forgotten themselves and have ended up temporarily as brown, stinky stains on the inside bottom of some cosmic toilet bowl.

He comes across bitter & thwarted.

Some time after writing & publishing The Lazy Man's Guide to Enlightenment, something especially bad must have happened in his life---or something especially good did not.

Love & Pain contains virtually no hope, joy, or encouragement. It does not continue in the direction of The Lazy Man's Guide to Enlightenment. It rejects the idea that we are empowered by deliberately choosing to feel well. It has a rather juvenile prejudice towards anything "New Age". It does not acknowledge the power of hope or appreciation.

Love & Pain is the work of a disappointed man.
He wanted to convince the reader that the Core of Life was not benevolent or friendly but instead mechanistic and controlled by laws of physics.

He didn't think Feel-Good answers or solutions were viable or realistic. It would seem he lived his life quite seriously and without much humour or frivolity. His book is a reflection of the predominant vibes & beliefs & perspectives at the time of writing it. They strike me as those of a man who was attempting to get through life without hope, magic, miracles, or acknowledging the intrinsic kindness & accommodativeness of Life. He didn't see the power in deliberately feeling good regardless of conditions, circumstances, and situations.

It has been stated at a website purporting to be an official Thaddeus Golas website that the last years for Thaddeus were lonely & skint. Loneliness is a mental disease. It is not what a balanced person experiences most of the time. It is the curse of people who are negative & miserable. No one wants to be around them. They complain more than they praise. They hardly have anything nice to say about anything or anyone. They do not believe or have faith that at the Core of Life is Good News.

Thaddeus saw our lives in this particular physical world as the result of contraction & resistance. In The Lazy Man's Guide to Enlightenment he said that when we were "space" (spirit) (expanded consciousness), we inexplicably got freaked out about something and reacted with resistance and ended up here in this "reality" as physical matter, as mass, as human beings. That's how he explained why we are temporary creatures and how we got here. But it is illogical & unreasonable to conclude or deduce that an expanded consciousness would get freaked out about ANYTHING. Expanded means allowing, open, unresisting---the complete opposite to a freak out. Freak outs do not happen in expanded states of consciousness. Period. Final.

Whilst I didn't agree with his idea of why we are here and how we got here, I still found many gems in The Lazy Man's Guide to Enlightenment. Gems that helped me be here now. Gems that were relieving & encouraging. Gems that helped me adjust my attitude and become psychologically ALLOWING & flexible. The Guide is like lovely warm music with flutes & mandolins & birdsong. It is a timeless classic. But this book, Love & Pain, is like cold industrial noise mixed with the sounds of someone vomiting.

If your philosophical/cosmological premise is unfriendly & unhelpful & cold & mechanical, then so will be your perspectives and psychological outlook on a daily basis. You will be lonely & bitter. You won't be frivolous or playful or silly. You will live like a cynic and a pessimist in chronic pain. You will write a book that will make an editor cry tears of heartbreak and decide to cancel your publishing contract.

When Thaddeus wrote The Guide he was on a groovy path. Sometime after that he veered off that path---that path with heart & warm intelligence & playfulness---and went down an icy road of solemnity where everything philosophical & cosmological was reduced to a heartless physics.

And so be it.
Some people create groovy stuff and then go on to create ugly stuff but the ugly stuff can never taint the groovy stuff that came before it.

Admittedly, Love & Pain has a few brilliant lines scattered about, but overall it is a dark book. And that doesn't mean you shouldn't read it. If anything, my 1 star review of this book will whet the appetite & curiosity of the potential buyer more so than all those moronic, fan-boy, sycophantic 5 star reviews. And that's cool. It's not my intention to dissuade anyone from reading or buying this book. My job is to cut to the chase and lay it on the line.
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We Are What We Pretend To Be: The First and Last Works
We Are What We Pretend To Be: The First and Last Works
by Kurt Vonnegut
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1.0 out of 5 stars Humiliating & Unnecessary, January 12, 2013
Let me begin this review by listing my favourite Vonnegut novels---that way you can see what my standards are.

The Sirens of Titan
Mother Night
Cat's Cradle
God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater
Slaughterhouse 5
Breakfast of Champions

Kurt Vonnegut had at least 2 phases in his career as an author. The first was when he was writing safe, careful fiction for magazines, and the second was when he wrote irreverent, novel-length narratives in his flagrantly subjective style.

This book, We Are What We Pretend to Be, offers 2 items: The first, Basic Training, written in the 1940s, is a long story of about 80 pages. It was written during his magazine phase. From a technical point of view, it was written well. The sentences are constructed nicely and the story flows at a good pace. But there is nothing irreverent about the story and we do not "hear" Vonnegut's voice. It is not the least bit funny or clever. It's just a run of the mill story which he was unable to get published---and rightly so.

The second item, If God Were Alive Today, written in 2000, is presented as a NOVELLA, when in fact it is nothing more than a 1st draft of a tentative novel that Vonnegut abandoned long before he was even close to finishing it. It is appallingly stupid, lame, and not the least bit funny, and there is no way whatsoever that Vonnegut would have approved of releasing it to the public. It was clearly just a helpless, sputtering emission from a machine that couldn't stop itself from going through the motions---even though 5 of its 8 cylinders no longer worked. It was only a writer's exercise; something to do rather than watch television. He didn't have any intention of finishing it---or publishing it.

In the Foreword, written by Nanette Vonnegut, it talks about If God Were Alive Today and it says, "...there is hilarity, wisdom, and redemption along the way."
No there isn't.
Not at all.

Nanette should be red-faced with shame. From here on forward she shall be known as Tomato Vonnegut.

Talk about a rip-off...and scraping the bottom of the barrel...

And the worst thing about this book is that a brilliant title was wasted on it!

Shame on you, Tomato Vonnegut---and Vanguard Press---and all the ignorant sycophants who praise this graveyard robbery.
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The Garner Files: A Memoir
The Garner Files: A Memoir
by Jon Winokur
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5.0 out of 5 stars A Memoir about James Garner, not Jim Rockford, December 29, 2012
This book is an excellent read. It is forthcoming & humble. He admits to having been a pot smoker for 50 years! He also admits to being a pessimist & fatalist. Says he's been in physical pain every day since the 1960s. He readily admits he ain't nothing like Jim Rockford---it was all an act (gasp!). Says he's a curmudgeon who has often lost his temper (especially when playing golf).

Please note that this is a MEMOIR and not an autobiography. The former describes a book about someone's professional experiences and it allows descriptions of personal experiences, whilst the latter describes mostly someone's personal experiences and allows for some descriptions of someone's professional life.

Yes, he admits what his political beliefs are. Yes, he thinks war is stupid and should not be glorified. If you can't handle that, then don't bother reading the book. I am quite sure he wouldn't give a damn and he sure as hell didn't write it for the money.

I really enjoyed reading this book. I like him better than I did before reading it.

He's a no-bull***t kind of guy.

Last Words of the Executed
Last Words of the Executed
by Robert K. Elder
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1.0 out of 5 stars Anti-Death-Penalty Propaganda, November 13, 2012
The author (and some half-wit named "Studs") claim in the Front Pages that this book was not politically motivated. That's a bald-faced lie. The majority of the entries were picked to tug on the heartstrings of the reader and convince him/her that these wretched criminals felt remorse and deserved a 2nd chance. Some of the entries are followed by a statement that the criminal was on a list of people who were wrongly accused & convicted.

Many of the entries are quite dull and full of references to Jesus & God, and if that wasn't bad enough, they confess to their crimes but conveniently declare that they think the death penalty is wrong. They believe it is wrong to kill the killer and rid society of their uncivilized inclinations & impulses. They confess to brutally murdering children, elderly people, teenagers, and mostly women, but they believe they deserve to live for the rest of their lives in a taxpayer funded state-run Hotel.

Despicable, to say the least.

If this book seems interesting, pick it up from the library instead of paying for something you'll wish you hadn't wasted your money on.

A true hunk of steaming excrement.

Use Once & Destroy
Use Once & Destroy
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1.0 out of 5 stars A Shock of Lameness to The System, February 28, 2012
This review is from: Use Once & Destroy (Audio CD)
Being 6 foot 10 inches tall, and weighing 345 pounds, I can safely say what the other reviewers are too frightened to admit:
The title of this album---Use Once and Destroy---is apt.
In fact, once is too much. We're talking 18 tracks of pots & pans crashing to the floor. It's an orchestra of industrial machinery wigging out with a monkey-wrench in the works.

This is an album of uninspired cacophony.

I am a fan of the following Pantera albums: Cowboys from Hell, Vulgar Display of Power, Far Beyond Driven, The Great Southern Trendkill, and 101 Proof. The songs on those albums contain melodies and harmonies and gyrating grooves---and awesome musicianship.

This Superjoint album sounds like a growling, grinding, monotone dirge with thoroughly lame-ass, immature lyrics and no bitchin' guitar work whatsoever. It sounds quite ugly from start to finish and is easy to imagine being the soundtrack to a homosexual gang-rape in a prison somewhere.

It is thug "music" with no heart or soul.

This album contains no redeeming qualities.

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