Faith No More
King For A Day, Fool For A Lifetime

THE REVIEW

There are those who judge extreme music just by hearing a blast beat, a growl, a scream... etc. etc... Or those who perhaps see "true" extreme music by hearing tracks that talk about guts and decapitations (topics that I do like... if done in a serious/ironic way, but never stupid), and those who define the undisputed masters as Cannibal Corpse (a band; which, in my personal taste, is very little extreme). Regardless of these definitions, I want to write yet another review about a truly EXTREME band, but first of all, we need to reassess a bit what extreme means if you want to talk music with me. Extreme is the most advanced peak of anything... but it doesn't necessarily have to be something that goes at 360bpm per second, it can very well be something experimental.

"King for a Day," to me, represents music, or rather an art conceived to enhance the pleasure of hearing vibrations that emit many fascinating sounds. Get Out is the beginning of the masterpiece, a hardcore/punk quite experimental with various metal nuances, but with melodic insights, the vocal capabilities of Mike Patton are really varied, really very much.... Ricochet is perhaps my favorite song, because of its atmosphere, which I define as surreal, an episode with rock insights (rock like? alternative? hard? psychedelic? no rock, period), the song in question is very melodic and the guitar paints a peaceful atmosphere, vaguely reminiscent of the red of the sunset, perhaps a bit too much of a pop hint? Who knows, the fact is that Ricochet is a real drug for me. Evidence seems like a sweet cold drink that, after drinking, leaves you refreshed and relaxed, a bit like the song; I liked it because it distinctly alters the sentimental side of Mike Patton, a dangerous and not very sappy type, the funk/jazz relaxes me a lot, like the drink and its glass. And if the glass falls after drinking it? What happens? What happens is beyond making a fool of yourself, you've witnessed the destruction of an element, these words perfectly represent the atmosphere of The Gentle Art of Making Enemies, a song I would define as nu-metal with Pantera-like veins; especially in the guitar riffs. Star A.D. is the classic song to act a bit silly, the one that when you hear it you say: - Wow, how cool, they do metal first and then jazz, impressive -; this isn't a criticism, at least not for me; obviously, there's no point discussing the vocal skills of Mike Patton, which I would define as excellent, and the abilities of guitarist Trey Spruance (which makes me think, it wasn't such a great loss Jim Martin, although... he was better xD).

Cucko for Caca is the same as Star A.D., making you think the same things, the only difference is that Star A.D. is white/pink, while Cucko for Caca is black; or maybe I should say Black Humor... Heavy Hardcore/Grindcore with a Napalm Death-like scream, which however flows into beautiful melodies that start from 2 minutes and 4 seconds and end at 2 minutes and 22 seconds (18 well-played seconds are to be counted). Caralho Voador is very serene, but not in a sporadic and ridiculous sense but rather as a pause. A very melancholic song and therefore worth 5 of the album along with Ugly in the Morning. This last song was mentioned to me by my English teacher, L.C., who now plays in his band Novae Vitae, telling me that it was very beautiful and that I would like it "because it was grind..."; so I asked him how this song was, and he replied, "It's grind, Mattè!" and I said, "And how's the voice?" and he said, "It's worse than Phil Anselmo". I think these words describe the song well. With Digging the Grave, we move into the cool punk/rockette that pleases everyone a bit, and indeed it is that way, at least for me, but who knows... The riffs at least tell me so then I'm surely wrong, but I believe that's the sound, at least for the knowledge I've given myself, because if I found the 13-year-old music expert who has CERTAINLY not ventured into this band and doesn't even know what it is, I would tell him this just to make him understand the concept... Unless he’s the golden mongoloid of the situation... To me, Digging the Grave is a cool song!.

Take this Battle, many say that in America there's a genre of music called Country and they say it's the most beautiful of all, indeed it is a bit like that; I would definitely say yes, at least for me it is so. King for a Day, makes me think of the classic ridiculous scene where someone turns on the radio and puts on this song, and thinks they're a king, kind of the meaning of the song is this, feeling like a king for a day or for a lifetime, it’s not a proposal, don't worry. The fact is that this song means a lot to me and gives me many emotions, where we find a Mike Patton and a Trey Spruance in splendid form. What a Day is a song where the more somber and bright atmospheres come to life, and to think that it's just 2 minutes and 38 seconds long, with a fairly grind ending, especially in the scream that would make Seth Putnam pale in flesh and blood. Rock can be sweet/sour, and thank goodness it is so, and in my opinion, The Last to Know says it all about this, or rather shows what I've written about this song, where Mike Patton's high and deep voice roams everywhere, the Pantera-like riffs are garnished with Genesis-like keyboards, although obviously, Pantera has the bigger slice. Just a Man is a bit Police-like song, it might be the Reggae or possibly the warm atmosphere it emanates, or it's just a simple bass/drums rhythm, with a simple guitar, a simple voice and a keyboard. Thank you for reading this review.

[The review is a horrible thing I know... But at least I gain experience writing these silly things, right? Anyway, you can lynch and insult me, no worries, I'm not touchy, thanks for getting this review on debaser, thanks]