Pain Tolerance
A Momentary Act of Disclosure
1.7
…..Must…..not….use…..band name…in badly veiled….pun…..to describe music…..
Gahhhhh-I can’t do it! You need high Pain Tolerance to listen to this drivel!!!!!!!
Dear David G. Peterson,
I have utmost respect for you for masterminding a music project and getting it successfully and decently recorded (for a pro tools demo), I could never do that, but if this is the end result-it cant be that hard.
Has anyone told you that the popularity of down-tuned, Korn loving, Nu-metal plummeted quicker than The Anna Nicole show’s ratings? Have you seen the backlash against Korn themselves? Are you aware Nu-Metal is the leprous laughing stock of the metal community? Well if not, this review and the impending lashes will prompt you to turn your baseball hat back around and enroll in some sort of useful vocational/educational establishment, because your music career is, lets say…..not too hopeful. By following the strict quiet, loud quiet, ‘jumpdafuckup' song structures parlayed by your idols, you’ve not only mimicked a dying style, but mimicked it badly…at home…with your friends… and computer.
First, let’s face it- you can’t really sing, pro tools or The Abyss studio won’t cover that fact up, heck, Ross Robinson himself couldn’t fix your voice. Secondly, you may be instrumentally adept, as it appears you can play the guitar, but that doesn’t mean you should attempt to write and record songs. I have a penis, that doesn’t mean I should jump into porn movies. Thirdly, your attempt to recreate a Korn/Staind worship hybrid is so blatantly clichéd that alarms actually sounded while listening to the single word onslaught of “Wounded”, “Inside”, Deceit”, “Change” and “Alone”. Are you aware there isn’t a two syllable limit for song titles?
David-I’m sure your girlfriend loved this, as did your equally musically retarded friends, and I have to respect you for having the balls to submit this to a metal website, but bro, it isn’t gonna happen. Of course I will eat my words when Interscope signs you to a multi million dollar deal, and you are on MTV, but then again, you and Fred Durst could circle jerk over Jonathan Davis at executive record meetings.
Yours sincerely, (very)
Erik Thomas.
