It must be said that compared to their previous works, with this one the Prodigy have almost changed genre, moving from an innovative and very appreciable techno to a very aggressive techno. By this, I don't mean that I don't like the album; in fact, there are some songs that I find beautiful, but I still preferred the previous "Experience" and "Music For Jilted Generation."
I can't fathom what was going through Liam Howlett's mind when he decided to give a dancer (Kool Keith) the role of singer, but the only thing I am sure about is that this nano-punk can't sing (in fact, his voice is shaped by the Goddess Technology). Fortunately, you don't hear him in the first song. "Smack My Bitch Up" is, in my opinion, one of this group's most successful tracks, and I say this not only as a DJ but also as someone who saw the video when I was practically still a kid. The following "Breathe" (the beginning will sound familiar because it's a sample of the 007 theme riff) is the only track I like that's contaminated by Keith's voice. Why? Because it's powerful, damn it.
Then there's a string of songs where you can clearly hear the hip-hop influences of the third member Maxim. Frankly, I don't like them. "Serial Thrilla" is hard-core techno in its raw state, super aggressive. Then there's "Narayan," particularly appreciating the part that brings a hypnotic Middle-Eastern ecstasy. It is followed by the very aggressive "Firestarter," which makes me wrinkle my nose a bit, asking: was it really worth venturing into such a hard-hitting type of techno? I know many like it, but personally, I don't find it good at all.
It's a good album nonetheless, but in my opinion not up to the previous ones (yes, even 'Experience' seems better to me). Oh well... I preferred the days when Kool Keith was a dancer with long hair and a tracksuit...
For those 55 minutes I felt DIVINE.
10 songs, 10 milestones, 10 seals.
Every time I put this record in the stereo, I feel like dancing like crazy.
If you haven’t heard it yet, listen to it because it will make you jump not just 2 but 500 times around the house and also outside.
A CD that hardens your nerves and makes the veins in your neck swell, providing little oxygen to your cerebellum.
'Breathe'. More than a breath. This is a great spit in the face.
"Smack my bitch up overwhelms you, the hoarse screams of the great master of ceremonies Keith Flint break in to violently disturb your tranquility and leave you no escape for the entire duration of the record."
"The fat one of the region is... a banging album by the Prodigy, released at the right time, post-produced sublimely and undoubtedly a masterpiece in its own way."
The quintessential fusion of dance and rock, or rather technorock!
After almost 10 years, this record is still going strong and there’s still someone singing them!