Debut: 3 Dollar Bill, Yall'$ - Rating: Great album: nervous, distorted, nice rants in line with the lyrics.
2°: Significant Other - Rating: Meh, Did they sell out or couldn't they repeat themselves?
3°: Chocolate Star... - Rating: ...Yes Yes... THEY REALLY SOLD OUT.
4°: Results May Vary - Rating: Definitely Durst Wants a Mansion with an Olympic Pool, Gym, and 9 Slaves.
After the horrible third album, which as Rap-Metal offends both genres, I didn't even remotely deem it worthy to buy this record, and I did the right thing, and you MUST do the same.
The mainstream has definitely recruited a new soldier in its honorable company of idiots, because this, and there no one can deny it, is a commercial move and definitely spot on. A commercial move that can be divided into 3 points:
1) The distorted guitars put once every 10 minutes (3rd album) will surely not make the genre purists buy it, and moreover, they disturb the little girls, so Wes Borland (the one with the face painting) can go home, better this Mike Smith with the Strokes-style haircut (no OFFENSE intended)
2) The "fuck!" and "mudaphakka!" make it less likely for the album to play in supermarket speakers, better a nice "gosh" and/or "golly"
3) Chocolate Starfish was too much on the same line, we must explore more genres, to capture the simpletons who listen to various "semi"heavy music genres.
Album: the whole thing remains a mishmash of styles without ever enhancing one, with Fred Durst delighting us with melodic pieces that would make even his grandmother blush with how fake and calculated they are. Here I quote a couple of song titles with the band they are freely inspired by, nothing excessive but still noteworthy:
"Almost Over" - Deftones
"Down Another Day" - Staind
There's not even a shadow of the old Bizkit (the ones from Three Dollar), of the recent ones we find "Gimme The Mic", with him as a rapper now retired, "Head for the Barricade" which should be the pogo-song, but it only made me want to change the track.
Moral: I give it 1 star because I like money too, and they recorded this album playing monopoly, therefore I make an appeal: DOWNLOAD IT AND GIVE IT TO ALL THOSE WHO WOULD OTHERWISE BUY IT, BOYCOTT DURST!
"Fred Durst duets with Snoop Dogg, placing a veto on everything he deems wrong and emphasizing everything he believes is right."
"The finale is even sweeter, delicate, and filled with melancholy and unease, representing a journey inside himself."
Half pop, half rap, half Hip, a bit metal (very little), this varied result flows smoothly and tastefully, like cheese on macaroni.
Perhaps the most sincere work that good Freddy has ever produced.