Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Clutch

I know that Clutch isn't a new band; they came out as early as Nirvana or Pearl Jam, but they are such a prime example of a NWOARM band that they must be included. For those who haven't heard Clutch (and therefore must be assumed to have little or no gray matter, as ignorance is no excuse), they are like Zeppelin on steroids. A lot of steroids. And not only that they are a heavier band or play metal-ier riffs, but also they exhibit many well-known results of actual steroids, such as great deepening of the voice and and a dramatic increase in facial hair.

They are virtuosic musicians, playing perfect complicated riffs in odd time signatures, as well as intellectuals, with every line of lyrics containing innumerable metaphors that are so confusing that you don't even try to decipher them and instead just take them literally and chortle (yes, I just used that word) at their absurdity ("Ribonucleic acid freakout", "Tipping cows in fields Elysian", "Robot lords of Tokyo: smile, taste kittens!"). They are probably my favorite lyricists.


Neil Fallon kicking ass

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