I want big riffs! You can't handle big riffs! Yeah I know, don't give up the day job. Heavy distorto riffs, rumbling bass, hardcore type vocals all wrapped up in pretty much a simple package.
there was probably a band that sounded exactly like this in every town across the united states in 1992. four dudes in every town who were like, "yeah, Helmet rules". not inherently a bad idea, but rarely did anyone approach this style of music with as much panache as Helmet. thusly, the dollar bins were choked with records like this one.
i had completely forgotten about this band until now, so for the trip down memory lane alone, i thank you.
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there was probably a band that sounded exactly like this in every town across the united states in 1992. four dudes in every town who were like, "yeah, Helmet rules". not inherently a bad idea, but rarely did anyone approach this style of music with as much panache as Helmet. thusly, the dollar bins were choked with records like this one.
ReplyDeletei had completely forgotten about this band until now, so for the trip down memory lane alone, i thank you.