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25

Limp Bizkit – Gold Cobra – Review

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Feeling almost like the attempted resurgence of Vanilla Ice in the late 90′s and early 00′s, the proverbial, rap/rock mixing, nu-metalers Limp Bizkit have resurfaced after six years of gleeful (for most anyways) hiatus. This time with all of their founding members intact – including a once tumultuous chemistry with one Wes Borland, which has seemingly mellowed itself out. Admiting to once being a fan of this (now) cartoon charactor of a band is rather difficult. My ears found a home with the pent up angst,  raw emotion, and hyped lyricism of the bands best works, 97′s, “Three Dollar Bill, Y’all$” and 99′s commercial hit, “Significant Other,” while a matured pallete and expanding tastes had me turn a deaf ear to their later efforts and attempts at the dying nu-metal genre. After several years, reformations that included the addition of competent guitarist Mike Smith (Snot), a yo-yo releationship with Wes Borland, an contrived attempt at prog alt-metal with “The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1),” a Fred Durst sex-tape, and a hell of a lot of late-arrival creativity, many had written off the collective talent of these five. Now enters the act’s new album “Gold Cobra,” which seems to be a refresh for the bands past and past music.

A fact that will become startlingly clear when you hear the bands well-titled second track “Bring It Back,” which features a familiar Borland guitar riff/squeal sample that props up a set of one dimensional verses from Durst, foreshadowing what will become of the rest of the record. Those who were fans of the band’s early muddy production and angsty persona will find a matching dose of both “Three Dollar Bill, Yall$” and “Significant Other,” while your ears break in “Gold Cobra.” However, there isn’t a multitude of featured acts here, or a band trying to shove an agenda down our throats for that matter either — it is simply an amalgamation of what many have come to love and despise about the group over their long history.

Of course this is where being absent from the music scene for six years can cause problems. For one, Limp Bizkit siphons older material (from themselves no less) and shuffles it around to make their new songs.  Such as “Shark Attack” sounding similar to hit track “Break Stuff” right down to the borrowing of lyrics, “It’s just/another one of those days” to begin it, while the graceful echoed guitars of “Walking Away” don’t fall very far from its early counterpart “It’ll Be Okay” or “Build A Bridge.” An honorable mention is “90.2.10” which snags a Fort Minor-esque rap and style away from that groups song about percentages, “Remember The Name,” but instead of lyrics about what percent of “power of will” and “reason to remember the name” someone has, we have yawn worthy vocals about what the ratio of girls to guys is, ie. “90% filled up with women again.”

LB does reinvent their style in some aspects with “Gold Cobra,” such as the more aggressive and grungy songs (“Why Try” and “Douche Bag”), though it mostly only involves Wes’ head-bumping, squirrely guitar antics and the solid, diverse digital presence that brings DJ Lethal back into the conversation, where he had been pretty much absent from since the rap/DJ heavy effort, “Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water.”

Fred Durst, and his lyrical bag-of-tricks, on the other hand hasn’t changed much, despite all the time he has spent maturing from a fowl-mouthed MC to an established movie director, producer, and even father (I know, scary). If a chain is only as strong as its weakest link, this is where “Gold Cobra” would snap under the weight of its own clunkyness.


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Simply put, over time things evolve — and if they don’t they are doomed to Darwinian extinction. Back when Fred was full of anger and youthful showmanship, his “red cap & mic” hype-man persona was one of the most energetic and pissed off (and there for inspiring) out there. But with age and experience comes a need for more thorough and insightful words, and the unchanged verbal schlock in “Gold Cobra” shouldn’t just be accepted because it’s what they have always done (passion induced or not). The palpable aggression isn’t what I’m referring to here, just the lame verses, ie “douche bag, I’ma fuck you up, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up” and “maybe I’m explicit, but man it’s just a bizkit. Having me some fun with you dumb little chicklets.” Snore. I want to hear well-articulated verses about “bitches” and “shit,” not the free-stylings I could hear in the parking lot of McDonalds on a Friday night from some random asshole.

In the end though I can’t seem to get around it — it’s really hard to completely hate this album. Sure I loathe the boring lyricism and the dull formulaic rap-rock tracks (you know who you are “Shotgun” and the critic hating “Get A Life”), but I really dig the adoption of old school riffage, the rough-around-the-edges production, and the ballsy shouts of a charismatic middle-aged MC. You might even find yourself enjoying tracks like “Walking Away” which is totally out of character and stands as the albums guilty pleasure — in the same way Limp Bizkits cover of “Behind Blue Eyes” beautifully contrasted previous LB tracks. There I got it out ::sigh::

Gold Cobra” has (for the moment) re-sparked the flame of a once-thought dead genre, as only its founding members and pioneers of said genre could. It’s loud and abrasive, filled with both talented instrumentation and sadly lame, stubborn lyrics — but it does make an impact and inject a good time into your veins, which is more than can be said for the bands recent previous efforts. [Staff]

Score: 2.5 (out of 5)

Release Date: June 28th, 2011
Record Label: Interscope Records
Genre: Rap-Rock

RIYL: KoRn, (Hed) PE, Papa Roach

Track Listing:
1. Introbra
2. Bring It Back
3. Gold Cobra
4. Shark Attack
5. Get A Life
6. Shotgun
7. Douche Bag
8. Walking Away
9. Loser
10. Autotunage
11. 90.2.10
12. Why Try
13. Killer In You

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