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Type O Negative - Dead Again
Music CD CoverArtist: Type O Negative Edition: Music CD Audio: English (Unknown) CD Release Date: 2007-03-13 Music Label: Steamhammer / SPV Product features: - TYPE O NEGATIVE DEAD AGAIN
Soundtracks: - Dead Again
- Tripping A Blind Man
- The Profits Of Doom
- September Sun
- Halloween in Heaven
- These Three Things
- She Burned Me Down
- Some Stupid Tomorrow
- An Ode To Locksmiths
- Hail And Farewell To Britain
Free Music Notes for Dead AgainFree Music Review: Couldn't have asked for a better swansong Hit: 5 Stars
All of Type O Negative's usual elements are still firmly in place on their seventh full-length. For example, really memorable, Sabbath-inspired guitar riffing, good solos, prominent, grumbling bass lines, Peter Steele's masculine yet limpid vocals (including a baritone that is so deep, it almost matches his bass sound), both humorous and depressing lyrics, creepy keyboards, well-written melodies, bullying grooves, gothic overtones, occasional psychedelic sounds, and solid drumming are all definitely very much apart of the band's famous arsenal.
But there is also an intangible something and feeling of greatness present on 2007's "Dead Again," making it easily their finest release since 1996's iconic "October Rust." For one, there should be absolutely no question as to if Type O are just phoning it in and/or recycling old material (which was something that some fans believed to be the case on 1999's "World Coming Down" and 2003's "Life Is Killing Me"), because they now sound as inspired, energetic, and all-around strong as ever! Plus, they can't be said to exactly reinvent the genre here, but thanks to the rather broad and sophisticated songwriting on display here, these 10 songs do possess a fairly refreshing and unpredictable quality. The album shuffles back and forth between several different moods and genres, including really heavy doom metal, sludge, thrash (thus showing-off Steele's roots in the genre, as a founding member of Carnivore), goth metal, industrial, and progressive and traditional rock. It is viscerally heavy and frequently quite fast, yet (in true T.O.N. style), it also retains a certain level of control and tunefulness throughout. Suffice it to say, this is one very rewarding, well-rounded, and epically epic piece of music. In addition, at 77 minutes in length (!), it should be more than long enough to satiate all fans' appetites for the foreseeable future.
The terrifically ominous and choir-abetted intro of the title track begins thins on a creepy note. It then segues into propulsive speed metal territory -- a rollicking groove, strong bass work throughout, and a sing-song-y chorus to add catchiness. "Tripping A Blind Man" works similarly: An old-school Black Sabbath-meets-Eighties thrash (i.e., say, Megadeth) piece with a neat gothic keyboard beginning before suddenly becoming almost crushing and breakneck when blazing tempos, fast guitar leads, and an exceptional solo (near the end) slam onto the scene. "The Profits Of Doom" falls somewhere between My Dying Bride, Crowbar, Acid Bath, Deep Purple, and Alice In Chains. It is a slow and extremely progressive, slow-burning, brooding, and trance-inducing epic which nears the eleven minute mark and has thunderous, trudging power chords that weigh a ton, a beefy bottom-end completed by noteworthy, and dirty, grungy-sounding bass lines, and vocals that trade-off between growling, eerie spoken-words, and impressive, proper singing.
On the flip side, "September Sun" is a very pretty, somber, textured, tranquil, and emotionally-moving Alice Cooper-esque ballad that is peppered with cool piano keys, melodic strings, and warm and powerful crooning. The lyrics are also worth mentioning here, because they are so sad and dark that it wouldn't be surprising if they leave a lump in the listener's throat. Next up, "Halloween In Heaven" is much catchier and more accessible than usual. Here, a memorable, driving, stoner metal-ish main riff is accented nicely by soaring, clean backing female vocals. At fourteen and-a-half-minutes long, song number six, "These Three Things," takes the cake for being the set's pinnacle and is possibly the biggest highlight to be found here. It is an extremely dark, goth-y, and stormy piece based primarily on droning guitars and muscular bass work, but it also makes sure to include numerous different facets, and lots of nice subtleties, atmosphere, and mood-enhancers.
Taking a break from their more experimental side, "She Burned Me Down" is more proof that, when they want to, Type O Negative can always kick out pure doom metal with the best of them, and is highlighted by excellent, mesmerizing riffage, emotional vocals, and a fiery and winding guitar solo. "Some Stupid Tomorrow" again takes things into an up-tempo pace; in fact, one could argue it sounds kind of like a Motorhead tune. It is centered around storming (and sometimes almost punk-y) drumming (including a few bass kicks), call-and-response choruses, and a steadfastly meaty and sludgy bass bottom. The curiously entitled "An Ode To Locksmiths" boasts a leather-clad rock `n' roll vibe, tasty, crunchy, lumbering guitars, and Ozzy Osbourne-inspired singing. Finally, the closing "Hail And Farewell To Britain" once again downshifts into depressive doom territory, with a bass-heavy mix, big, fat, chugging guitar riffs, lock-step-unison rhythms, and a great keyboard solo.
Cutting to the chase, "Dead Again" is, quite simply, one very amazing album, and an essential listen. And it is the sound of a band that is easily firing on all cylinders; hence, contrary to its misleading title, it is also proof that this band has never sounded more alive/lively. However, in an oh-so-cruel twist-of-fate, Peter Steele passed away from heart failure in April 2010, at the age of 48. But even if we are faced with the sad truth that we will now never again hear anything new from T.O.N., at least fans can take solace in the fact that the frontman lead a remarkable career, and unquestionably went out on the absolute top.
R.I.P. Peter, you will be missed.
Dead Again PosterDead Again is Type O Negative's seventh studio album, and after a four year lapse between releases, a much-anticipated return to the sonic bombast that the Brooklyn-based band is famous for. Clocking in at over 77 minutes, Dead Again is a 10-song musical journey through the darkest depths of the human condition. Love, loss, insanity, morality, mayhem, your secret dreams and worst nightmares are all included in the Type O Negative formula created by the self-taught professor of emotional chemistry, Peter Steele. Recorded and Produced by Steele and keyboardist Josh Silver, the sound of darkness is prophetic, the rock is hard and the screams are real. In the words of Grigori "The Mad Monk" Rasputin, whom the Russian nobility unsuccessfully attempted to kill on numerous occasions for his influence on the last family of Czars, "When the bell tolls three times, it will announce that I have been killed...Pray Czar of Russia. Pray." With past gold and platinum albums under their belts, the bells have definitely not tolled for Type O Negative. Reaffirmed and resolute, they bring you news from a darker place, a place of infinitely organized chaos where the living cannot be swayed from their infinite circle of creation and destruction. We are born, we live, we fuck it all up, we strive to forgive and be forgiven, and we are reborn. Type O Negative are on the brink of a rebirth. But first they are Dead Again! Gothfather Peter Steele returns with a new batch of familiar-sounding tracks that satisfy the ache metal fans have long felt for a new Type O Negative record. While Steele and Co. don't reinvent the genre here, the opening breakneck rocker "Dead Again," its Black Sabbath-on-Diamond Head successor "Tripping a Blind Man," and the epically epic "The Profits of Doom" create the metallic trinity of 2007's first quarter. Elsewhere, Steele gives us another gothic, Alice Cooper-esque ballad ("September Sun"), tears up our speakers with a little bit of humor ("Halloween in Heaven"), and comes around once more to slam down the almighty doom hammer ("She Burned Me Down"). Yes, the production's a little murkier than it probably has to be and no there's nothing that strikes as an immediate classic, but as Type O records go, Dead Again is admirable for its strong convictions and solidity. ??Jedd Beaudoin
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