Tap into your inner depressed 14-year-old self.
There you'll find Static-X's new album, Start a War, with bland percussion and lacking dynamics. You'll think you are scoring weed, but it is actually oregano.
Let's face it - this band is far too insecure to be hard-core. The lyrics read like the self-loathing scribbling of an adolescent. Aren't these guys like, 30 years old?
The vocals whine over having to exist, being filled with evil, blah blah, and wanting to beat everyone up. They have created unnecessary drama over nothing.
Static-X's music is for the teenage boys of America who have a problem with their masculinity.
On top of that, they sound like generic Korn - but not that good. It is more like they stole Korn's instruments and left the amps on the same setting throughout the entire set.
The album is so dull and irritating that by the time "This is Not" comes around, a listener will probably be forced to befriend it as a coping mechanism before flying into a homicidal rage. At least that particular piece sounded as if they had put some thought into what they were doing.
"Otsego Undead" has a decent flow, but the lyrics are just as whiny and juvenile as the rest of the album.
Musicians have been known and paid to sing the blues, but this is just pandering. Based on the notion that you are what you listen to, do yourself a favor and buy a dark album with artistic integrity if you feel life is unfair and owes you something.
The album does have one perk: With the disc comes a DVD featuring the band members in the recording studio, at practice and at a live show, in addition to the singer humping a large statue of a pig.
It is recommended that a listener check out the album before watching the DVD because it will be harder to verbally stab them once human faces are revealed from behind the music. The bassist is just a goofy fat guy, and he seems like a mail carrier or garbage man - just a nice guy who should be delivering something and then going home to his family.
All in all, Start a War is like paying $12 to walk through a two-room haunted house.
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