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Limp Bizkit: Golden Cobra

Golden Cobra

(Limp Bizkit)
Genre: 
Release Date: 
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Grade:
C+
Format: 
LP
Tracks: 
13

As far as most people are concerned the face of Limp Bizkit is Fred Durst. Why? Because the front man for the band has always been so vocal in selling himself, and sometimes his band, as the greatest thing since sliced bread. For me, the only really great thing to come out of this band would be Wes Borland. Why he slums it in this band is beyond me. The last I’d heard from Bizkit, ahem, Fred Durst, he had sworn he was moving to London because they know more about loyalty then the bands (his) American fans. For awhile I thought he really did leave. Unfortunately Durst is back wasting the talents that support him so well so he can talk himself up and hammer another nail into the coffin of Limp Bizkit.

Intro track? Totally pass worthy unless you want to hear what sounds like Durst trying to claw himself out of a hole. Bring It Back opens the album with Borland’s trademark heavy guitar sound and crunk like beat. Fans of Brokencyde might shake their heads at this sound but surprisingly up to the end of the first chorus things are looking surprisingly good. Is this a more mature, more hard hitting Limp Bizkit finally and truly combining metal and rap in a more productive way? Hey, I like this. No, wait. First chorus is over and Fred Durst, the same old Fred Durst, shows up. Mind you it sounds like he’s got his flow down a bit it really is just the Fred Durst story all over again. Never worried if anybody gonna like me/Don’t give a damn if anybody gonna give a fuck/I’ll say what I want blah blah blah. It’s all good in context but as the album rolls on we hit a brick wall in Get A Life which obviously shows us that Durst does care what you say, a lot.

Lyrically the album is a confused mess. I have to take a step back and realize that not all of these songs were written back to back and life happens in between tracks. Still, between Durst bragging about bitches and money and fame and not giving a fuck, Limp Bizkit is still making the same mistake it’s made since the get go, putting their (Fred Durst’s) ego’s ahead of the music. The album shows a lot of promise and possibly an unseen evolution forming within the bands sound. Borland kills it on this record, Otto murders it on the drums, and the bass is solid. The only thing this band lacks is a front man with a head on his shoulders. I understand that music doesn’t always have to have purpose but Durst’s work here is a combination of throw back lyrics from the G era that’s come and gone strewn with vulgarity and tough guy bullshit. Basically Limp Bizkit fans will love the hell out of this album, almost everything here is a nostalgic little peek at yesteryear, but if you’ve ever hated Limp Bizkit chances are this won’t change your mind. In any case you should definitely give it a shot to see where you stand. As always final judgment is yours. Enjoy.

 

AJ Garcia
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