Mudvayne
The End Of All Things To Come

THE REVIEW

YOOAAAAHHHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! You thought I was dead, eh??

But no, my dear de-baseriani!!! YOOOAAAAA. I had broken my PC and I'm working hard to buy a new one. I'm writing from my friend Brutal-Gio's house... and I'll get straight to the point.

The album is fabulous, legendary, mythical and devilishly enchanting. It features many pounding and sampled electro-noise tracks supported by a blend of downtuned guitars and slapped bass, simply unique (but not as much as Slipknot!).
The record sounds so perfect and clean thanks to the same sonic compactness, in the heavy matrices, and the same unique and inimitable flair.

Mudvayne knows how to go far beyond the boring melodies we hear these days, finding violence and wickedness with the ruthlessness of their sound. "The End of All Things to Come" is a more mature work that, while leaving intact a good percentage of violent riffs and screaming, presents a "pop" twist for the band (but not as you mean it, Yoaaaaa).

So Mudvayne doesn't offer anything new, but they do it excellently (they're not those crappy Massive Attack). The whole album is marked by dark and violent atmospheres: the beautiful "Silence" opens the record in the best way, taking the listener on the "Schumacher's Ferrari," ultimately they are a fusion of anger, loneliness, sadness, love, and other feelings in the form of music.

The singer is delightful with his bursts of rancor together with the speed of the screams. But now is the time when people like R.Williams, Victoria Adams, Elio e Le Storie Tese (??), or desperate people like David Bowie, Tom Yorke, Bono, and (the spoiled bald) Stipe should do something much more powerful and devastating like what I listen to... because this is the real future of music.

YOAAAA!!!