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Philip H. Anselmo & The Illegals – Walk Through Exits Only

Housecore Records 2013
Philip H. Anselmo & The Illegals - Walk Through Exits Only

While his musical output may never reach Mike Patton levels of self-indulgent prolificity; metal legend Philip H. Anselmo‘s hands are rarely idle. For over the past two decades Anselmo has been a man of many hats. Enough so in fact that it’s an impressive feat just to even have had enough time to finally get this album out the door.

Fleshed out by his backing band The Illegals; “Walk Through Exits Only” is Anselmo‘s long-awaited solo offering. A visceral, disturbing look into the mind of a man whose talent and attitude irrevocably changed metal for the better.

With the big 5-0 approaching you’d be able to forgive Anselmo if he wanted to bust out the acoustic guitar and indulge in some heartfelt self-reflection or even share a few cautionary tales. As “Walk Through Exits Only” proves, all “The Kid” wants is release.

This album is Anselmo cutting a swath through years of pent up, overgrown extremity and gnarled aggression. Unbridled expression and audio devastation are the propellant with direction and standardized elements of songwriting left strangled and rotting by the wayside.

Feeling like the score to Anselmo‘s own inner masterpiece of cinematic violence, there’s splintered bones and lacerations aplenty to be found in the dense bludgeoning on hand. What makes the assault so crippling is the chaotic mix of thrash, groove, sludge, death metal and more that he uses to ply his trade.

A repulsive display of screeching riffs, meaty rhythms and discordant barks wrought from a lifetime of highs and lows, excessive horror movie consumption and a penchant, “Walk Through Exits Only” certainly revels in pushing peoples limits. It may not entirely makes sense to anyone but Anselmo himself, but there’s enough vision and blackened heart behind it that you can’t deny its power.

Fitted with sludgy production and relentless playing, the material can become a test of endurance as to how much aural weight one can have stacked upon them. But as the haunting piano driven outro of “Betrayed” proves, there is an artistic intent and purpose behind all the sonic violence and grueling punishment.

That Anselmo foregoes tradition and repeatedly get lost in his own personal expulsions throughout the course of this record is to be expected. But even though he is hell-bent on hostility, he pours enough of his soul into the works that you can almost taste his conviction.

You won’t walk away humming any leads or choruses, but that’s not the point here. The point is that you are barely left able to walk away at all

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  • EyeOfEveryScorn

    This is an entertaining listen for sure but I am utterly disappointed in how Phils voice sounds. I have such a hard time accepting that his voice is shot – more so than any artist I can think of. I truly enjoy all of his Post-Pantera work but I can’t help to think how good this, Superjoint, and more recent down albums would sound with vintage Phil vocals. He’s definitely diversified his approach and I like that but I’m always left wanting more..even if it’s unfair to ask.

    • damn

      You can’t expect him to always be able to hit those high notes in Cemetery Gates… or rip his vocal chords to shreds in Fucking Hostile. He definitely does sound beat to shit, but I’m pretty sure thats because he has literally beaten himself to shit for the sake of making heavy metal. Phil is an ex drug addict/alcoholic and chain smoker, pushing 50 years old. It is not surprising to me at all that he sounds the way he sounds. It makes for a much more satisfying listen when you keep that in mind.

      • EyeOfEveryScorn

        I basically summed up your point, but I get what you’re saying. It’s good stuff – I’m not trashing it at all.

  • cma3585

    This album is literally unlike anything I’ve heard in metal before. While on the surface it doesn’t sound exactly groundbreaking, the way it’s all put together on top of the muddy production just makes this a visceral beast. Yes, his voice is no longer what it used to be…but what vocalists who’ve screamed their guts out for 15-20 years haven’t been affected down the road? I’m actually a bit shocked he can manage to belt out a few of the screams I heard on this record. Maybe it’s studio magic, maybe it’s all Phil, but either way this is one of the most abrasive releases I’ve heard in quite some time.

  • nymets71087

    I’m diggin’ it.

  • BecomesMyVeryShackles

    I struggled to listen to the album, but I think for the right reasons. It’s daunting to hear your idols grow past that god-like status. I remember buying Far Beyond Driven and being blown away by how brutal this guy could sound. I was trying to find the words to describe this album. I was watching the latest Rocky on FX, when it hit me. This speech by Rocky sums up how I felt:

    I mean maybe you’re doing your job but why you gotta stop me from doing mine? Cause if you’re willing to go through all the battling you got to go through to get where you want to get, who’s got the right to stop you? I mean maybe some of you guys got something you never finished, something you really want to do, something you never said to someone, something… and you’re told no, even after you paid your dues? Who’s got the right to tell you that, who? Nobody! It’s your right to listen to your gut, it ain’t nobody’s right to say no after you earned the right to be where you want to be and do what you want to do!… You know, the older I get the more things I gotta leave behind, that’s life.

    Sorry for the long copy/paste!

    • damn

      Fuckin A bro!

  • Justanotherpassenger

    I’m starting to think that Wook is the teacher who hates grading papers and just gives them all a B instead. Four stars seems to be the norm for recent reviews, with a few deviating the mold by a half star on either side. The Device review stands out as breaking the mold, but then again Device is the asshole kid who sits in the front corner, refuses to shower and tries to make you look like a douche for being able to properly read and write.

    I’m not saying recent reviews don’t deserve the four, I just like to point out interesting trends.

    • MyDarkPassenger

      Or maybe he doesn’t go out of his way to review shitty records? Obviously Device is the exception, but there’s a TON of shit records he could be reviewing, but looking back it seems to be only the good stuff he looks to highlight.

      For having such a similar handle I never agree with you on anything. Sorry.

      • cma3585

        He’s skipped out on quite a few massive and great albums lately. Killswitch, Sabbath, Soilwork, Evile, Amorphis, Arsis…the list goes on. Device aside, we got a Black Light Burns review. There is no pattern to be found (between good vs bad albums) unless it’s something behind the scenes like only copies he’s received personally from the labels.

      • MyDarkPassenger

        Not to come to anyone’s defense here, but just because an album is great doesn’t mean it needs to be reviewed here. There is probably some combination of early access, time availability, and a general desire to convey an album’s worth that drives the decision to review a record. When you’re posting 5-10 updates a day it probably can be difficult to find time to review every seminal record that hits the shelves. Besides, if you want a Killswitch or Sabbath review there’s plenty to be found elsewhere. Just saying.

      • Justanotherpassenger

        I’m not in any way attempting to spotlight the titles being reviewed. I’m not saying things are being skipped over or things are being targeted. I was simply pointing out that the majority of reviews I see have a Four Star rating lately.

        As originally stated, I was simply pointing out an interesting trend (granted it may be only interesting to me). I am not criticizing the reviewing at all. I agree with the reviews sometimes and I disagree with the reviews sometimes. ‘Tis what ’tis.

      • http://www.youtube.com/arcadience ARCADIENCE

        After watching this site for way too long, it’s clear that Wook reviews albums from worthwhile bands which don’t have a ton of unique perspective. What’s the point in reviewing a Sabboth record unless you have something unique to bring to the table? Killswitch Engage reviews? There are enough kids on YouTube doing that.

        Wook reviews what actually matters.

    • Jenkem Dealer

      i could have sworn a long time ago Wook mentioning that he only reviews what’s sent to him by record labels, asking for a review. considering he can be scathing when he reviews something negatively, I would think record labels aren’t bothering to send him the latest Limp Bizkit record whenever they know he will tear it to shreds, which won’t help sales… As a result he’s only receiving the ones that record labels anticipate he will grade highly? I dunno, just a thought..

    • dagger666

      It was my understanding Wook only reviews albums that are given to him?

  • schuler

    Been listening to this record all day. I’ve enjoyed everything Phil has done over the last few years, but this is as vital as his work has been in a decade. A mix of Trendkill and Use Once and Destroy. Dude’s voice doesn’t sound shot, he sounds fucking awesome. These songs are fucked up and this is NOT an easy listen, but hearing it for how it is, looking at what he’s said in the press, reading the lyrics… it’s not supposed to be anything other than what it is. Fucking incredible album, wish it was longer!

    • cma3585

      Lyrics have never been too crucial of a part of the listening experience for me spare a few bands, but I am most definitely interested in reading these once they’re pressed.

      • msv81

        MUSIC MEDIA IS MY WHORE
        The time has surfaced for adroit reform Throw a wrench into the dumbed-down
        Automatic, demanded, solicited, ignorant, Protocol….
        Sternly embrace…
        The rise of authentic anti-music
        Unearthly timbers…
        (And) ominous sonorities, (and) relentless, iterated non-melody…
        A shuddering original unlike…
        Anything that has come before;
        A bastard sheet of sound…
        Composed, composers, Technicians of Distortion…
        The altering of waveforms…
        Endorsed with out reservation
        Don’t probe (the) sinusoidal tapestries in this work… Flush the format back into its sewer Terrorize the proper… The remarks will imply, “This not music!”
        But the rebuttal is truth:
        Regurgitation is boring!
        Emulation is death!
        Agitated, anthemic, discordant, chorals,
        Take over begins
        Now.

      • msv81

        USURPER’S BASTARD RANT
        Rant!
        Split the middle over-drama-sized…
        Kept ‘em all at a vicious arms-length…
        In a clench with clout reign…
        Fakes-frauds-push-slide-and-shtick…
        Start fires through the storming…
        Burn every bridge in an instant.
        Cold, rife decision/glib observation/(so I) snuff imitation/destroy tradition…
        And…
        Rant with me!
        Rant!
        In the center of a spotlight…
        Another fist rips hard through the heart…
        On the brink of a flatline…
        (The) Vogue dies…
        The craze falls…
        In peak condition/the scrap defines them/distinct decision/(I will) destroy tradition…
        And…
        Rant with me…
        Rant!
        {And I’ll slip/and shake/I’ll slip/and stick}
        Let them fall on their asses…
        Rant!
        It’s this reputation/an institution/reiteration/I will destroy tradition… and…
        Rant with me…
        Rant!
        {And I’ll slip/and shake/then slip/and stick}
        Let them fall on their asses…
        Rant!

      • msv81

        WALK THROUGH EXITS ONLY
        It’s ruined.
        Everybody ruins music…
        Not just me…
        You saw it/You liked it/Embraced it/Then faked it… Not just me… (I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/rip it up and turn it into ashes… exit… It’s ruined.
        Everybody ruins music…
        Not just me…
        You heard it/You learned it/You dressed it/(and) Accessed it… Not just me… (I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/shred it up and incinerate to ashes… Exit!
        Everything piles up…
        Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ashes… Exit!
        I walk through exits only…
        Because I can.
        We are no different/I’m not paving the way… See?
        It’s indifferent…
        I’m not saving the day…
        (Therefore) we are no different…
        So it drives us away…
        The flame is incentive…
        So I burn it away…
        Like rabies amongst rats…
        Everyone ruins the music as time goes by…
        Not just me…
        You jacked it/Then hacked it/Devalued/
        And stole it…
        Not just me…
        I’m jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it…
        Everything piles up…
        Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ash…
        A comeback doesn’t come gently… it’s as ugly, as ugly is… made of hedonist handcuffs… crushing weights… neurotic accuracy… and kills love outright…
        So burn it/one precious chunk/at a time…
        There’s no reading between the lines.
        Like fire that falls from the sky…
        Like fleeing a monster of nature…
        Like a bullet born of a madman…
        There’s no reading between the lines.
        Like disappearing from the face of the planet…
        Like being cut in half…
        Like having everything and burning it…
        There’s no reading between the lines.

      • msv81

        BEDROOM DESTROYER
        Cold beer scalds my back molars…
        Cold beer fattens me up for depression and I use depression…
        I will use this depression just like a weapon…
        And it’s aimed at me, and anyone who dares to come too close…
        I’ve washed some feet…
        (I thought) I’d made it up…
        I’ve kissed some feet but still they stomp on me… Tantrum!
        Bedroom destroyed…
        Bedroom destroyer…
        Framed faces bring spelled leaden guilt trips…
        I could smash those faces with my worthless tales of yesteryear…
        Count yourselves as shit-heel fortunate…
        You don’t have to live with this; my asinine paranoid-trenches…
        I’ve grabbed at hands…
        (I thought) they’d lift me up…
        I’ve grabbed some hands but still they beat me down… Tantrum!
        Bedroom destroyed…
        Bedroom destroyer…
        I’m pulverized by…
        Fat, sloppy fears and…
        I’ve wrecked this room/deck, once again…
        But it doesn’t matter…
        You won’t find me…
        I’m hidden in a black room somewhere…
        I’m the boarder of thousands…
        (Of) undisputed demons…
        And I’m laying them on you thick-like…
        Because I’m a talker…
        And I’m a doer…
        And I’ll devour this place, sober and drunk Sober or drunk…
        Hail to the king of the pillow and pill…
        My screams scare the birds out of every single tree for miles…
        With a voice once heard but best forgotten…
        Trapped inside a closet inside 30-rooms and half a mile…
        I grabbed a knife…
        But there is no fight…
        I’ve grabbed a knife, but there’s no fight for me….
        Tantrum!
        Bedroom destroyed…
        Bedroom destroyer…

      • msv81

        BEDRIDDEN
        I am, a meticulous man…
        Bedridden, exasperated…
        Bedridden, agitated…
        … And there is no master plan.
        I am, a ridiculous man…
        Bedridden, violated…
        Bedridden, over-stated
        …And I have no master plans… no/master/plans… Stay in this fucking robe… And do not change a thing!
        Stay in that fucking dress and I won’t fucking change a thing…
        I Choke on (my) existence…
        I am, a vociferous man…
        Bedridden, and master-baited…
        Bedridden, annihilated…
        … And there is no master plan…
        No/master/plan.

      • msv81

        IRRELEVANT WALLS AND COMPUTER SCREENS
        There’s bound to be…
        Terrorism/and schism/thriving on in droves… It’ll be… Pilfered/ripping/ramshackle/device rolling on…
        Through irrelevant walls…
        It’s sad it’s literal…
        Extortion of opinion…
        It’s more political…
        So it goes… right/over/my/head…
        Who’s the enemy?
        Do one and one make three?
        That’s the question…
        It’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
        Land/scape(s)/overrun/by tanks/ crash through the dead meat
        Panic/stricken/nay-sayers /got just what they paid for…
        And keep paying for…
        It’s taken literal…
        The conquest for deception…
        Fear is subliminal…
        And it goes… right/into/our/heads
        Who’s the enemy?
        Do one and one make three?
        That’s the question…
        That’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
        Scape/goat/tattooed devils/take to the sky… the perpetual myths will not die…
        It’s not debatable…
        When fact yields phantom fiction…
        It’s fucking pitiful…
        That it’s drilled/right/into/our/heads…
        Does one and one make three?
        That’s the question…
        I wonder…?
        Who’s the enemy?

    • jesseventura

      I agree. I don’t think it has anything to do with his vocals. They’re still great. The songwriting is incredibly suspect. Also, incredibly weird.

      • msv81

        BETRAYED
        I’ve been…
        Betrayed…
        Revolt!
        How can they sleep with themselves at night?
        When the blur that surrounds them distracts and then blinds?
        This is a call for mass awareness/this is the time to stand resolute!
        You’ve been…
        Betrayed…
        Insult!
        How can you crash so contented at night?
        When the engine that drives you is bullshit disguised?
        This is a call for mass preparedness/ we must stand resolute/inherently resolute!
        I believe in mass obliquity…
        I’m convinced of a hidden agenda…
        I’m amazed at the mass hypnosis (I see)…
        “They’ve” got us right where they want us…
        I’ve been/you’ve been/we’ve been/all are betrayed!
        There’ll come a boiling point
        A swallow-chew-and-spit implosion
        Collapse is long-forewarned augury…
        The loudest tongue will lie about it…
        The whorish tongue will lie about it…
        We’ve been…
        Betrayed…
        Repulse!
        How can I sleep with myself at night?
        When all I have done is consented and thrived?
        But this is my voice and I’ll rally the call-
        We must stand resolute/extremist resolute
        I’ve been…
        Betrayed…
        Revolt!

    • msv81

      BATTALION OF ZERO
      (It’s) Blasted/vast and trampling
      (It’s) Bleak/obstructive/and raw
      (Be) Plowing/cemented/resolved
      (Or we’re) going, going gone…
      Head’s-up, hands-down
      Stark/vanquished/deceived
      (And) Deadpan/cold/(as) grief
      (It’s) Shafted/duped/and fraud
      (We are) going, going, gone…
      Head’s-up, hands-down…
      Heads-up/hands-down…
      The battalions of zero is now…
      Heads-up/Hands-Down…
      The battalions of zero are in…
      Wise-up/rise-up/minimize…
      Size-up/bear-up/barbarize…
      Countless-million/cult demise…
      (Left for) Dead (?)
      Heads-up/hands down…
      The battalions of zero are now…
      Heads-up/Hands-Down…
      With tattoos of Strength on their heads…
      Rise-up/wise-up/minimized…
      Bear-up/sized-up/barbarized…
      Dudgeon/rawthroats are not best inclined…
      (A) Death (!) x 4
      (It’s) Cryptic/creeping/quaking
      (Our) Teeth-on-pavement scraping
      (One) Caustic/rank/dissolve
      (And we’re) going, going, gone…
      Wake up/resolve/unite
      Shake-up/resist/divide
      Protest and suck-up in stride…
      Be prepared (and) wait for the sign…
      Identify allies on sight/without appendages readied for always impending wars…
      Heads-up/hands-down.

  • SFilthy

    When did he start going by Philip instead of Phil?

  • http://www.youtube.com/arcadience ARCADIENCE

    When I first heard this album, I didn’t think Phil actually wrote the songs because of the sheer instrumental complexity, but read an interview of Phil complaining about getting the other 3 guys to play the songs correctly, and realized that he really did write the songs, which is kinda surprising. I immediately listened to it again and somehow that made it better. And it’s fucking awesome!

    Phil sounds fine to me, but I also don’t listen to early to middle period Pantera wishing that would come back. That’s totally fine where it is, he doesn’t really need to do that again, does he? He sounds fucking awesome, no QQ over the lack of time travelling Deloreons to send nascent Metal Heads back to the recording sessions of VDOP to kidnap Kid Phil to fulfill their overgrown wet dreams.

    In the words of Eddie Murphy, “Just Sing!”

  • zaomustdie

    I’m sorry, but this record is awful, and I have a hard time believing anyone actually likes this, besides extremely die hard Pantera fans. The review doesn’t really really reveal any stand out tracks, because there are none. The production is horrible, and the musicianship and songwriting is unacceptable. Also, Phil needs to stop ruining the legacy of Pantera by releasing crap like this….stick with Down.

    • cma3585

      I enjoy this release more than any Down record that’s not Nola.

      • NoSalvation

        I dont think I could ever say I love this more than Down II, that album was epic to me.

    • damn

      This does nothing to tarnish the reputation of Pantera dude. That is an idiotic statement. If Phil wants to take a dump on the sidewalk and call it art it still would have nothing to do with Pantera. That also goes for the trailerpark tunes that Vinnie has released in his career.

    • schuler

      Pantera fans do more to tarnish Pantera’s legacy than the surviving members of Pantera do. Yes, that includes Vinnie Fuckin’ Beer & BBQ-core Paul. Just shut the fuck up and listen to it. I’m looking at my copy right now and I don’t see Pantera written on here anywhere…

      • EyeOfEveryScorn

        Even though I was being critical of his voice I have to say, relating this or any side project to Pantera is dumb.

        It’s a solid stand alone project and I just had a moment of reflection on how his voice has changed.

        Also..you’re complaints are the very traits that these sludgy releases go for. It’s getting me excited for new Eyehategod material even if there isn’t much similarity.

    • Stereotypical Evil Archer

      Zaomustdie, you are a worthless piece of shit. You’re like the dumb-fuck who killed Dime. Walk on home, boy; cause the rest of us are becoming godsized.

      • zaomustdie

        you’re an idiot. quit quoting pantera lyrics as if it validates you having an opinion. stupid fan boy fuck.

    • msv81

      This is by far the most absent-minded, ignorant comment made throughout the entire thread/review. It’s clearly fine to have your own opinion – you hate the record, cool….good for you; nobody should try to change your opinion, nobody should give you shit about it.

      But, instead of simply asserting your dislike for the album you go on to make yourself look like a mindless shithead. And trust me, it’s saying a lot coming from me because I haven’t bothered responding to anyone’s comment on any website/blog/etc. for YEARS because it got so goddamn old. Your ridiculous comments, though, warrant you being told off.

      A) You have a “hard time believing anyone actually likes this”? Really? So, all of the astounding reviews from completely different sources on the net and in the few printed forms of metal media remaining, even though those individuals writing said positive reviews had ZERO to do with one another (except for the obvious connection to metal as a whole), it’s all bullshit according to you, correct? And all those fans who have agreed by saying they either very much like or downright love this album…..they’re full of shit, too; I mean, they MUST be, because YOU fail to “believe” it.

      ….diehard Pantera fans or not, a lot of people really dig this album and for good reason – it’s a great damn LP! At the risk of repeating myself…..we get it, you hate it, think it’s shit, and you’re absolutely entitled to thinking that. I just can’t really wrap my head around your attempt to completely dismiss EVERYONE’s opinion of the record so long as it’s not in line with yours, e.g. “this album is shit…”

      Production value, musicianship, and songwriting are all subjective matters of opinion as well, and just because you don’t like any of the above means precisely one thing; YOU think Phil has failed at creating a good album. That’s it. Period.

      Finally, as for “ruining” the legacy of Pantera? That’s perhaps the worst of everything you’ve said. How exactly is Phil “ruining” the legacy of Pantera by releasing a new full length album – and definitely, without a doubt his most aggressive, brutal, and all around extreme release since the Pantera days, or I suppose for some people Superjoint Ritual might still count – under his OWN NAME? Last anyone checked, this LP is under “Philip H. Anselmo & The Illegals”, NOT “Pantera”. There are no Pantera covers, and the music doesn’t sound anything like Pantera – it isn’t MEANT to sound like them, either. Phil has stated over and over again in interviews he has worked on this material for years, carefully crafting it all by himself – “The Illegals” are just his backing band for live sets. The album is entirely written by him; from guitars to vocals, bass and drums, etc.

      Does Phil mention Pantera in relation to this album, at any point in any interview, ever? NO.

      If anyone is “ruining” Pantera’s legacy it’s HELLYEAH, who so obviously attempt to “BE” Pantera and cater to the most mindless of their old fans, it’s pathetic. Their lyrics are some of the worst ever written; my 13 year old niece has literally produced more quality writing/poetry in her English class than the entirety of HELLYEAH’s lyrical output. Not to say their music is much better than their lyrics, but whatever.

      Ultimately, the point is, NOTHING AND NOBODY can tarnish the reputation of Pantera. They’re solidified as one of the most renowned, respected, and likewise hated bands in all of metal history. Such is the case with most of the crucial, game changing bands.

      FYI- as a final, sort-of-related note, it’s my belief that a whole lot of people, many of whom would be old Pantera fans, heard Phil talking about his solo material being the ‘heaviest’ stuff he’s written since the Pantera days, and immediately their reaction was expecting PANTERA 2.0 – at least insofar as the grooves and catchiness of the band. If those individuals had half a mind of their own, they would have very quickly realized that Phil’s solo material would in fact not sound ANYTHING like Pantera after hearing the first two tracks put out (from the split with WARBEAST earlier this year). It’s meant to be a totally alternate outlet for Phil, and whether or not anyone likes it……well, he’s made it pretty clear that he couldn’t give two fucks; he never has and never will. HAIL PHIL for maintaining that mindset throughout his entire career.

      …and this album is fucking phenomenal, IMO, anyway. Love it. Ok, rant over. Maybe in another 5 years I’ll respond to some jackass on the nets.

      • zaomustdie

        that was a little winded for a retort, pal. fact is the record sucks, phil fanboys think its great and think anything he does in pristine. it’s a shame they cant step outside of their fandom and look at it as piece of art and come to the conclusion its a waste of time. and i agree hellyeah is dogshit too.

  • RontaviusMartez

    @zaomustdie I couldn’t agree with you more. The vocals, the music, the recording sucks. It is beyond horrible. I am about to listen to Vulgar Display right now to get this disgusting nonsense out of my ears.

    • Stereotypical Evil Archer

      Go mix some heroin and meth , you DimeKiller wannabe. This is no place for your kind.

      • zaomustdie

        you are literally too stupid to insult.

  • M3DL1N

    I dig this album. the title track is fucking brutal. and i cant wait to see them on august 18. closest thing to superjoint we will ever get and that is what Im about. peace

  • zaomustdie

    @eyeofeveryscorn it’s not dumb to compare an artists art with their other works, especially if it’s in pretty much the same genre as the rest of their shit.

    @damn you’re gay

    • damn

      Your mom has balls.

  • msv81

    I posted the lyrics in response to someone up above who spoke about them, but just to get it all in one place, here it is, simple to find:

    MUSIC MEDIA IS MY WHORE
    The time has surfaced for adroit reform Throw a wrench into the dumbed-down
    Automatic, demanded, solicited, ignorant, Protocol….
    Sternly embrace…
    The rise of authentic anti-music
    Unearthly timbers…
    (And) ominous sonorities, (and) relentless, iterated non-melody…
    A shuddering original unlike…
    Anything that has come before;
    A bastard sheet of sound…
    Composed, composers, Technicians of Distortion…
    The altering of waveforms…
    Endorsed with out reservation
    Don’t probe (the) sinusoidal tapestries in this work… Flush the format back into its sewer Terrorize the proper… The remarks will imply, “This not music!”
    But the rebuttal is truth:
    Regurgitation is boring!
    Emulation is death!
    Agitated, anthemic, discordant, chorals,
    Take over begins
    Now.

    BATTALION OF ZERO
    (It’s) Blasted/vast and trampling
    (It’s) Bleak/obstructive/and raw
    (Be) Plowing/cemented/resolved
    (Or we’re) going, going gone…
    Head’s-up, hands-down
    Stark/vanquished/deceived
    (And) Deadpan/cold/(as) grief
    (It’s) Shafted/duped/and fraud
    (We are) going, going, gone…
    Head’s-up, hands-down…
    Heads-up/hands-down…
    The battalions of zero is now…
    Heads-up/Hands-Down…
    The battalions of zero are in…
    Wise-up/rise-up/minimize…
    Size-up/bear-up/barbarize…
    Countless-million/cult demise…
    (Left for) Dead (?)
    Heads-up/hands down…
    The battalions of zero are now…
    Heads-up/Hands-Down…
    With tattoos of Strength on their heads…
    Rise-up/wise-up/minimized…
    Bear-up/sized-up/barbarized…
    Dudgeon/rawthroats are not best inclined…
    (A) Death (!) x 4
    (It’s) Cryptic/creeping/quaking
    (Our) Teeth-on-pavement scraping
    (One) Caustic/rank/dissolve
    (And we’re) going, going, gone…
    Wake up/resolve/unite
    Shake-up/resist/divide
    Protest and suck-up in stride…
    Be prepared (and) wait for the sign…
    Identify allies on sight/without appendages readied for always impending wars…
    Heads-up/hands-down.

    BETRAYED
    I’ve been…
    Betrayed…
    Revolt!
    How can they sleep with themselves at night?
    When the blur that surrounds them distracts and then blinds?
    This is a call for mass awareness/this is the time to stand resolute!
    You’ve been…
    Betrayed…
    Insult!
    How can you crash so contented at night?
    When the engine that drives you is bullshit disguised?
    This is a call for mass preparedness/ we must stand resolute/inherently resolute!
    I believe in mass obliquity…
    I’m convinced of a hidden agenda…
    I’m amazed at the mass hypnosis (I see)…
    “They’ve” got us right where they want us…
    I’ve been/you’ve been/we’ve been/all are betrayed!
    There’ll come a boiling point
    A swallow-chew-and-spit implosion
    Collapse is long-forewarned augury…
    The loudest tongue will lie about it…
    The whorish tongue will lie about it…
    We’ve been…
    Betrayed…
    Repulse!
    How can I sleep with myself at night?
    When all I have done is consented and thrived?
    But this is my voice and I’ll rally the call-
    We must stand resolute/extremist resolute
    I’ve been…
    Betrayed…
    Revolt!

    USURPER’S BASTARD RANT
    Rant!
    Split the middle over-drama-sized…
    Kept ‘em all at a vicious arms-length…
    In a clench with clout reign…
    Fakes-frauds-push-slide-and-shtick…
    Start fires through the storming…
    Burn every bridge in an instant.
    Cold, rife decision/glib observation/(so I) snuff imitation/destroy tradition…
    And…
    Rant with me!
    Rant!
    In the center of a spotlight…
    Another fist rips hard through the heart…
    On the brink of a flatline…
    (The) Vogue dies…
    The craze falls…
    In peak condition/the scrap defines them/distinct decision/(I will) destroy tradition…
    And…
    Rant with me…
    Rant!
    {And I’ll slip/and shake/I’ll slip/and stick}
    Let them fall on their asses…
    Rant!
    It’s this reputation/an institution/reiteration/I will destroy tradition… and…
    Rant with me…
    Rant!
    {And I’ll slip/and shake/then slip/and stick}
    Let them fall on their asses…
    Rant!

    WALK THROUGH EXITS ONLY
    It’s ruined.
    Everybody ruins music…
    Not just me…
    You saw it/You liked it/Embraced it/Then faked it… Not just me… (I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/rip it up and turn it into ashes… exit… It’s ruined.
    Everybody ruins music…
    Not just me…
    You heard it/You learned it/You dressed it/(and) Accessed it… Not just me… (I’m) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/shred it up and incinerate to ashes… Exit!
    Everything piles up…
    Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ashes… Exit!
    I walk through exits only…
    Because I can.
    We are no different/I’m not paving the way… See?
    It’s indifferent…
    I’m not saving the day…
    (Therefore) we are no different…
    So it drives us away…
    The flame is incentive…
    So I burn it away…
    Like rabies amongst rats…
    Everyone ruins the music as time goes by…
    Not just me…
    You jacked it/Then hacked it/Devalued/
    And stole it…
    Not just me…
    I’m jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it…
    Everything piles up…
    Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ash…
    A comeback doesn’t come gently… it’s as ugly, as ugly is… made of hedonist handcuffs… crushing weights… neurotic accuracy… and kills love outright…
    So burn it/one precious chunk/at a time…
    There’s no reading between the lines.
    Like fire that falls from the sky…
    Like fleeing a monster of nature…
    Like a bullet born of a madman…
    There’s no reading between the lines.
    Like disappearing from the face of the planet…
    Like being cut in half…
    Like having everything and burning it…
    There’s no reading between the lines.

    BEDROOM DESTROYER
    Cold beer scalds my back molars…
    Cold beer fattens me up for depression and I use depression…
    I will use this depression just like a weapon…
    And it’s aimed at me, and anyone who dares to come too close…
    I’ve washed some feet…
    (I thought) I’d made it up…
    I’ve kissed some feet but still they stomp on me… Tantrum!
    Bedroom destroyed…
    Bedroom destroyer…
    Framed faces bring spelled leaden guilt trips…
    I could smash those faces with my worthless tales of yesteryear…
    Count yourselves as shit-heel fortunate…
    You don’t have to live with this; my asinine paranoid-trenches…
    I’ve grabbed at hands…
    (I thought) they’d lift me up…
    I’ve grabbed some hands but still they beat me down… Tantrum!
    Bedroom destroyed…
    Bedroom destroyer…
    I’m pulverized by…
    Fat, sloppy fears and…
    I’ve wrecked this room/deck, once again…
    But it doesn’t matter…
    You won’t find me…
    I’m hidden in a black room somewhere…
    I’m the boarder of thousands…
    (Of) undisputed demons…
    And I’m laying them on you thick-like…
    Because I’m a talker…
    And I’m a doer…
    And I’ll devour this place, sober and drunk Sober or drunk…
    Hail to the king of the pillow and pill…
    My screams scare the birds out of every single tree for miles…
    With a voice once heard but best forgotten…
    Trapped inside a closet inside 30-rooms and half a mile…
    I grabbed a knife…
    But there is no fight…
    I’ve grabbed a knife, but there’s no fight for me….
    Tantrum!
    Bedroom destroyed…
    Bedroom destroyer…

    BEDRIDDEN
    I am, a meticulous man…
    Bedridden, exasperated…
    Bedridden, agitated…
    … And there is no master plan.
    I am, a ridiculous man…
    Bedridden, violated…
    Bedridden, over-stated
    …And I have no master plans… no/master/plans… Stay in this fucking robe… And do not change a thing!
    Stay in that fucking dress and I won’t fucking change a thing…
    I Choke on (my) existence…
    I am, a vociferous man…
    Bedridden, and master-baited…
    Bedridden, annihilated…
    … And there is no master plan…
    No/master/plan.

    IRRELEVANT WALLS AND COMPUTER SCREENS
    There’s bound to be…
    Terrorism/and schism/thriving on in droves… It’ll be… Pilfered/ripping/ramshackle/device rolling on…
    Through irrelevant walls…
    It’s sad it’s literal…
    Extortion of opinion…
    It’s more political…
    So it goes… right/over/my/head…
    Who’s the enemy?
    Do one and one make three?
    That’s the question…
    It’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
    Land/scape(s)/overrun/by tanks/ crash through the dead meat
    Panic/stricken/nay-sayers /got just what they paid for…
    And keep paying for…
    It’s taken literal…
    The conquest for deception…
    Fear is subliminal…
    And it goes… right/into/our/heads
    Who’s the enemy?
    Do one and one make three?
    That’s the question…
    That’s right/directly/underneath/our nose…
    Scape/goat/tattooed devils/take to the sky… the perpetual myths will not die…
    It’s not debatable…
    When fact yields phantom fiction…
    It’s fucking pitiful…
    That it’s drilled/right/into/our/heads…
    Does one and one make three?
    That’s the question…
    I wonder…?
    Who’s the enemy?

    • BlueMoonRising

      Longest post in PRP history? Good stuff though!

  • Kauzeband

    FAWK YES! GREAT ALBUM! GREAT SINGER!

  • Kauzeband

    For Pantera, Metallica, Devildriver and Fear Factory fans
    Check out Kauze and the music video Feat: john Boecklin (Devildriver) on drums
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TwYnMSEJxI

    • Stereotypical Evil Archer

      If this is how you get your name out there, then you’re a bunch of poser piece of shits. Serious. Man up, and become a real band.

      You would be better off putting flyers on car windshields.

      • adamonfire

        I would file this as lame, but not a bad idea. I just hope it doesn’t become a trend… or if it becomes a trend, it’s actually good bands. Sometimes we do it here for bands we like (such as what I often do for Wilson; you know, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgFawxayOz4) but we wish to share them instead of provide self-fulfillment, of course. Where was I? Listen to Wilson.

      • Stereotypical Evil Archer

        Adamonfire, there’s a big difference between us supporting and promoting bands we enjoy and a band that is spamming the board.

        But that’s just my opinion, man.

      • adamonfire

        Oh I completely agree – I’m just stating it’s not a terrible idea from a marketing standpoint, as I’m sure he got a few clicks out of it.

  • xasafx

    this is just bad songwriting. there aren’t any good ideas here that come to fruition. this isn’t enjoyable. it’s like gwar without the gimmick, just a retard on vocals with no purpose.

  • MustardTiger

    Bought this CD , and I was very surprised. I LOVE IT. Sounds like they had fun making it, and it shows. Great grooves, and I love the drumming, as its something we haven’t heard from a “Phil project” yet.

  • scorpions

    This record is fuckin’ awesome! Fuck ANYONE with a different opinion!

  • PureAcidHell

    Phil is one of many artists in the underground that have little quality control. He’s got a hard core of probably a few thousand people who will buy anything he puts out so he will always be able to sell records. But he hasn’t released anything worth getting excited about for probably a couple decades now. That warmed over hardcore shit he started with Superjoint RItual was the end of his creativity imo.

    I don’t blame anyone for continuing to do what they do to make a living, but don’t tell me this is genius, because it isn’t, and don’t tell me it’s anywhere near the quality of Pantera or NOLA, because it isn’t.