The musical encoding of the concept of powerless rage is "Strap it On" by Helmet.
Anger, despair, alienation.
WHAM! Ten seconds, then "Repetition" explodes: the repetition is that of the muted riffs, and each is a stabbing blow to the side soaked in acid.
"Strap it On" is running a hundred miles per hour through the city under a red-tinted sky, without concerning oneself with others: expressionless fish.
The relentless march of "Rude," the hallucinated structures of "Sinatra," worthy of the last Goya, the lucidly mad fury of "FBLA": self-obsessed, try to kill, you're so DEPRESSED!
Mengede and Hamilton distort the guitars beyond belief: a lava flow, a tentacular fluid that pervades; dense, relentless. Experiencing the beginning of "Blacktop" is like being overwhelmed and buried by asphalt.
"Distracted" is perhaps the flagship of the album: the beginning is brutal, the continuation is a deadly trap, a crushing clockwork mechanism. A heaviness that Helmet will never contemplate again.
"Make Room" only confirms that John Stanier is one of the most talented drummers in the world: powerful, impeccable, expressive. Just what's needed for a composer who demands somersaults.
I've read criticisms of this composer's vocal performance, the genius Page Hamilton; for me, this performance couldn't have been better. The exhausted, desperate screams of "Rude": SAY COMPLETE... SAY SYCOPHANTIC! Growls that introduce a tail that leaves no escape: it's not dark, it has nothing to do with darkness, DAMN IT, it's just that it's over, resisting is useless; this seems to communicate the anthological ending of the track. Not to mention the concluding "Murder": NO ONE IS SAFE!!!RUAAAUAAAAARGGGH!
Holy truth, especially in America. Page's explosion seals a masterpiece of Post-hardcore/Noise, of incalculable influence.
Let the walls tremble...
Eighty reviews; and that's enough.
Goodbye, this time for real.
"Strap It On" is a sequence of feedback planned into noise that forms an impenetrable wall in which one can drown.
There is no melody, there is no light suddenly turning on, there is no lifeline to cling to. Only darkness.