Here I am again to review another album. A greeting to everyone who commented (for better or worse) on my first review. Well, let's begin. When an album sees the light in 1992 and is still listened to (as is the case with yours truly) in 2005, there must be a reason. Either there is a lot of dullness and simple commercial works around, devoid of stimulus, or the album borders on perfection. I am talking about "The End of Silence" by Rollins Band, from the genre's icon Henry "The Animal" Rollins.
A name, a guarantee, Black Flag trademark. Before being a musician or a poet, Henry Rollins is a force of nature. His is a profoundly pessimistic view of the human condition and he lets the listener imagine it. Henry Rollins is one of the men who has transformed rock music into a vehicle to express the rage of an entire generation. Ten tracks, each more beautiful than the last, sung viscerally. The structure of the songs has become even more complex and sophisticated, indeed we are far from the early works in perfect hardcore style, but here in my opinion it is still hardcore. The fantastic four, Rollins, Haskett, Cain, and Weiss, under the guidance of Theo Van Rock, chisel the music, creating a sound that climbs along the spine of every fan of the genre. Rollins' register is always that raucous and ungraceful roar that relentlessly assaults the listener, the music is contained and orderly. Songs like Low Self Opinion, Tearing, Obscene, What Do You Do, Another Life paint a picture of the tormented universe, focused on the alienation and disintegration of the personality of which modern man is a victim.
Absolutely a must-have in your CD collection to not miss out on the delirium tremens of Rollins and company.
"Never before had Rollins Band seemed so mature in terms of style and composition."
"Henry Rollins rails against everything and everyone, screaming at the top of his lungs for seventy-two moving minutes all the suffering and anger that he has in his body."