There's a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
There's a country's soul that reads post no bills
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
I very much enjoy this band. I would be alright if they reunited and created another album. I would purchase it.
Interesting thoughts by the original poster. I remember thinking that these guys seemed a little extremist at times. I remember specifically on their import live album, there's an intro to one of their songs where Zach is rambling about the crowd picking up some pamphlets at the back to send to President Clinton.
Strangely though, even when those times arise when I'm thinking, "Geesh, I don't know if I agree with the message" sometimes I just like the fact that there is a message, period. They can at least provoke critical thought, which isn't always a foregone conclusion with popular music.
Pretty interesting to see how big these guys ended up becoming. I remember my brothers' friend connecting us to Rage just prior to the release of Evil Empire. They were borderline underground for a bit there. I remember my dad having to lecture my brother that "Just because the song is called 'Bullet in the Head' doesn't mean you can put a bullet in someone's head" before letting him own the album.
What I love most about RATM is that they sound absolutely nothing like anyone or anything that has existed, before or since. De La Rocha's rapping and Morello's absurd effects, techniques, and whatever the hell he does are both so unique to the rock genre. The rhythm section can more than hold their own, but RATM is all about Morello and De La Rocha. At least in my eyes.
Nah, the bass player is no slouch and a tonal freak. He custom builds several of his own pedals and paints/duct tapes over others so no one can replicate his sound. A little excessive, but I can pick him out on a track easy both due to sound and style so half of it makes sense.
Hoover, he was a body remover
I'll give ya a dose
But it can never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of hypocrisy
Aint it funny how the factorys doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
Aint it funny how the factorys doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
If ya will it, I will spill it
And ya out just as quick as ya came
Not a silent one
But a defiant one
Never a normal one
'Cause I'm the bastard son
With the visions of the move
Vocals not to soothe
But to ignite and put in flight
My sense of militance
Groovin', playin' the game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone
Wit' a fistful of steel
Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone
Wit' a fistful of steel
Re: Rage Against the Machine appreciation thread
