Limp Bizkit - Three Dollar Bill, Y'all$ (1997)
With the old phrase "As queer as a three dollar bill" you'd think a nu-metal band that generally appeals to insecure teenagers would be smarter than that, but I guess not. Are you READY TO BREAK STUFF?? I hope not, because it's not that album you dumbass.
Limp Bizkit.. Hated by many, loved by few. There's nothing I can say about them that hasn't been angrily blogged about a million times before, and truth be told, I don't hate them, I'm just kinda indifferent to them aside from some songs that make me want to go to Projekt Revolution and try to hit people with my chain-wallet in the pit, and one of those songs is "Pollution", a song so damn good that it sets your expectations high for the entire album! Listen to that and tell me tomorrow that you didn't binge-drink an entire twelve pack of Monster the night before!!
The track in which vocalist Fred Durst claims "NOBODY LOVES ME! NOBODY CARES!!", appropriately titled "Nobody Loves Me" is probably the most cringeworthy song on the whole damn album and I don't even have to explain why. That along with the beginning of "Sour" in which he yells "MELLOW OUT!!" makes me want to get some baggy camo shorts and frosted tips! Still, his rapping and screaming on this album ain't too bad, but once he starts singing.. Ugh.
The instrumental side of the band is actually pretty alright. Some of the basslines sound like shit Les Claypool must practice after waking up from a long night of drinking an entire keg of maple syrup (or a juice made from grind-up toads, cinnamon and milk if he's feeling REALLY quirky), the drums are pretty good and can hold a good groove, but the highlight has to go to guitarist Wes Borland, who shines throughout the album by playing complicated riffs, odd guitar wankery, and assorted shit like that. That just leaves one member left.. The LEGENDARY DJ Lethal of CERTIFIED GANGSTER 90s hip-hop group House of Pain! The guys who did that song "Jump Around" that played when the DJ at some shitty party you were at tried to spruce shit up. Crazy how DJ Lethal surrounds himself with nothing but absolute CLA$$IC records!!
Near the end, there's a track called "Leech" that's raw and fun as shit. It almost sounds like a Slipknot outtake and it appeals to my teenage angst. What doesn't appeal to my teenage angst or to ANYTHING involving me is the boring as shit last track, "Everything", a 16 minute (mostly) instrumental jam that hipsters proclaim as being "the only good Limp Bizkit track" because they're afraid to have fun to legit jams like "Pollution" and the cover of George Michael's "Faith" which is oddly hilarious but begs the question "why?" upon hearing it, if anything, because of the same confusion I had with the album title.
The problem is, for every fun track that you can safely throw into your shuffle playlist, there's three songs that feel like.. Well, counterfeits of "Counterfeit" or probably won't appeal to you if you're even moderately into the more extreme subgenres of metal, have listened to a fair bit of hip-hop, or just out of highschool in general.
But hey, the album has this going for it: Play this for your older brother to bring back PTSD flashbacks of being in a Job Corps Center in the late 90's!!
6/10
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