I don't know if you're deeply familiar with the Deftones, but you should really listen to "Saturday Night Wrist" at least once; an album that differs again from its predecessor, yet remains highly inspired.
This time, the spotlight is on Delgado, the keyboardist, who manages to create dreamlike atmospheres where Chino's voice sings like a long lament, sometimes melancholic, other times angry. You move from tracks like "Hole in the Earth," where harmony and melody meld perfectly, creating a piece that at times echoes typically English sounds, to "Rats!Rats!Rats!" where the Sacramento quintet borrows the grindcore schizophrenia of Dillinger Escape Plan (naturally seasoned with the typically melodic Deftones openings). At the center, we find gems like "Cherry Waves" (worth the album purchase alone) or "Xcerces," which harks back to trip hop tendencies, with Delgado and Chino chasing each other in a melody halfway between a ballad and a post-rock piece.
The Deftones have managed to transform their style into an even more mature form (helped by the stimuli from the side projects Team Sleep and Phallucy) and after winning a Grammy in 2000, they have chosen not to formalize their music, but to make it a gem accessible to the few. What can I say, another hit for the Deftones, many will say that it can't be compared to "White Pony," but I feel like saying it's better this way, S.N.W. lives with its own soul and in its thousand facets cannot undergo sorts of comparisons....
Last treat: the album is produced by Bob Ezrin (Nine Inch Nails, Jane's Addiction, Pink Floyd) and even in this the Deftones hit the mark, "softening" sounds that in previous albums gave excessive coldness to the piece.
If you haven't bought it yet, run to the stores, if you don't know the Deftones well... too bad for you!!!
One of the best tracks on the album.
Surely this atrocity is the worst thing ever conceived by Chino and company.
I could compare the latest effort from Deftones to a pill that induces emotions that seem entirely genuine or utterly fake.
The band has partially abandoned the elements of the predecessor and drawn heavily from the experiments of White Pony.
MASTERPIECE!
music to travel through the metropolitan night without a destination...
This time the change of direction is somewhat more pronounced than in the previous self-titled album.
A work that is not very fast and driven but calmer, more thoughtful, and quite engaging, a must-buy for lovers of experimental rock and nu sounds.