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Acid Bath: When the kite string pops
26/03/09 || GardensTale
Seeing the way people like power metal around here, I feel I can safely assume that 90% of you fuckers here enjoy their metal filthy, rancid, putrid, hateful and on acid. So I think I can safely assume most of you should already know Acid Bath, who gained sort of a legendary cult status since they went their separate ways after two albums and the death of bass player and backing vocalist Audie Pitre. Drug use and mutual bludgeoning broke em up after Audie got killed in a car crash, but fact of the matter is, it’s a damn fucking shame these guys never got as big as they should have been.
For this is fucking high class material. It opens up with a barrage of guitar reverb before trudging into the opener, The Blue, which is one hell of a good start. This little fucker of an album is dirty, filthy, with vocals ranging from a controlled but hideous screech to a drugged, narcotic, and most of all sociopathic score of clean vocals. The guitars screech and whine at one point, then go into a slowly pounding drone. The bass is gritty but very audible and keeps pounding out a solid layer beneath the filth. The lyrics are among the main spear points of the album:
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands into the sun she stares
She feels the dawn
I heard her cry
Like the scream of the butterfly
Or from the opener:
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
Light up the stars
I know you, you’re nothing
You’re so small
You’re fucking nothing
Nothing at all
The sun bursts on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrist of the sky
Bleeding into the blue
These dark and surreal lyrics work even better in the two ‘ballads’, “Scream of the penis” and “Penis of baby dolls”. They sound desolate, misanthropic, and are fucking awesome and work perfectly as a way to break up the pace a little and bring more variation to the album.
All in all, this is one nasty fucker of an album, and the only thing keeping it from a higher score is the fact that the second half of the album starts dragging just a little. Scratching a couple of songs wouldn’t have hurt; at nearly 70 minutes it can’t always keep the initial momentum. But in spite of that, this is mandatory material for any fans of sludge, and highly recommended for anyone who likes their metal as filthy as a goddess that’s been handcuffed and raped.
The drawing on the cover was made by the sick twisted sociopath John Wayne Gacy while he was in prison. Fucking A.
8 eaten babies out of 10.
- Information
- Released: 1994
- Label: Rotten Records
- Website: www.acid-bath.com
- Band
- Dax Riggs: vocals
- Sammy Duet: guitars, backing vocals
- Mike Sanchez: guitars, backing vocals
- Audie Pitre: bass, backing vocals
- Jimmy Kyle: drums
- Tracklist
- 01. The Blue
- 02. Tranquilized
- 03. Cheap vodka
- 04. Finger paintings of the insane
- 05. Jezebel
- 06. Scream of the butterfly
- 07. Dr. Seuss is dead
- 08. Dope fiend
- 09. Toubabo koomi
- 10. God machine
- 11. The mortician’s flame
- 12. What color is death?
- 13. The bones of baby dolls
- 14. Cassie eats cockroaches
