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Glassjaw's debut album, this was released over a decade ago, yet every listen that the album warrants makes it still sound as fresh as the day the band laid it to tape (with the help of famous heavy-rock producer Ross Robinson). This was released during nu-metal's heyday, tearing the genre a new one and giving fans of heavy rock something with a little more bite than the current big-hitters in the rock industry. When writing the album, the band were quoted that they were on a mission to "destroy Adidas rock", referring to bands such as Limp Bizkit and Korn, the big-hitters of the nu-metal scene (artists which Robinson had himself been famed for producing)
The album itself has an incredible quiet-loud dynamic; at parts it will serenade and sweeten you, before tearing your ears off with the chainsaw you thought was a pillow. Daryl sings like a man possessed, his aggressive vocal style seems to be screaming out as if his life depended on it. Musically it has to be one of the most important releases in modern heavy rock, and artists influenced by this record are still ever-appearing, possibly the first vital hardcore release to exist.
I'd consider this my favourite hardcore album, if not the finest hardcore album released to date. This is the album that many bands aspire to, but very few can match. A must-buy for any fan of hardcore, or heavy rock in general
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Glassjaw are an artist I used to hate and could never understand the reason for the noise ejecting itself from the mighty Daryl Palumbos lungs, almost sounding like he is on the verge of being sick in a way!!
Glassjaw are a 4 man band hailing from Long Island as some of my other favourite artists do, and are currently on a hiatus, in the meantime Daryl has sung in the amazing Head Automatica line up in a wildly different and beautiful method of singing and music. He is the one artist I am left desperately waiting to see but he suffers from Crohn's disease which has led to many tour cancellations.
Everything you ever want to know about silence was released in 2000 and is considered by myself an others as a flagship post hardcore album, to which the vocals I cannot compare to anyone else, I can liken the music in similiarity to Thrice and Thursday. Glassjaw is not easy listening!!
The start of the first track is a stark contrast to the chorus in the first track, Pretty Lush does nothing to ease you into the album. The trademark vocals are a battering on the senses, bringing several emotions seemingly to the mix, beautiful and highly melodic pieces such as the chorus tie in nicely with Daryls anger clearly evident in the rest of the song.
Siberian Kiss is not the token love song as you might have thought from the title?? A rather angry break up seemingly dedicated to maybe an ex partner, it is cold, hard hitting and completely blistering yet again with many melodic pieces.
When One 8 Becomes 2 Zeros sees Daryls voice being slightly altered, however they do it with all this machine trickery, and I do not much like the slow pace of this song although the vocals are spot on, and wesee more of Daryls more tuneful moments in this one.
Ry Rys song starts off a bit punky going into a big rhythmic song, I would think this is the most commercially accessible song of the whole album and would appeal to maybe mainstream rock fans. Showcases Daryls voice the best. Where's the screaming?? I would go as far to say this is even a bit catchy!
Lovebites and Razorlines is an absolutely blood curdling which again explodes straight into an attack, another possible 'love song', it is just pure hate in a song, boy is he scorned. It's pure rawness, you can almost hear his teeth clench throughout some of the lines. Must be a very cathartic experience to perform this one!!
Hurting and Shoving is another one where the intro is the sound of pure emotion, little melody in this song, I find the lyrics in this one a little disturbing, and not for everyone.
Majour is one hell of a sexy song, we are gently taken into it by a beautiful little voice which just further showcases Daryls singing ability and feels a little fragile.
Her Middle Name Was Boom is a long and slow drawn out affair, not particularly my fave as I prefer the more tuneful affairs.
Babe is a very fast paced and drummy affair which barely at all slows down to let Daryl breathe and is a good job it is only 1.43 minutes long!!
Title track EYEWTKAS takes a while to kick in, what with lyrics such as 'blessed be my bed pan' takes a bit of getting used to.
Motel of The White Locust is another violent and curdling track, not a gentle ending then either, again the theme of broken relationships sails through right to the end here.
Overall a very good album, with a slightly what some may regard as mysogynistic tone to some of the lyrics, full of venom and pure emotion, give it more than one listen because yes it nis hard to digest at first and is a real grower.
Glassjaw are one of them bands that you are going to hate or absolutely love there is no middle ground here.
The subject of break ups is a heavily tapped area in all genres of music, not only rock. But whilst most bands like to wallow down in the mire dragging the music with them, some like to come out of the corner fighting. Enter Glassjaw. Rarely has an album been released that possesses such a vital energy, whilst managing to bear all at the same time. Ignore if you can the 'produced by Ross Robinson' on the inlay, these boys are a gear above the pantomime metal of Slipknot, preferring to dip their toes into the grinding dynamic of hardcore rather than the biscuit-tin batter of thrash.
It sets you up from the start, the off-kilter churning bass of 'Pretty Lush' swooning and pounding like a punch-drunk prize fighter, lurching into it's Deftones/Faith No More groove. It's a reference that crops up frequently over the course of the album. The first single 'Ry Ry's Song' is more measured, oddly reminiscent of Prince(!) in the verse, it clicks into the accessible track, sounding like the only possible single on the album, probably because it's one of the only songs that doesn't reach double figures in 'f*cks'!
Which brings me to the lyrics. At times it is painful to hear what frontman Daryl Palumbo is saying, seemingly walking a fine line between anger and misogyny. Taking the lyrics of Elvis Costello (a massive influence) and twisting them into ugly, new forms, lines such as:
"I only beat you when I'm drunk, you're only pretty when you're crying..."
are brutally honest and seem completely genuine, a sentiment lost in so much testosterone-fuelled hardcore music. You either know how he feels and sympathise, or squirm uncomfortably as he squeezes out another savage insult.
In an album of high points, the undoubted standout is 'Siberian Kiss'.
An unholy hybrid of screaming hardcore which bursts into a glorious, Technicolor, emo-tinged chorus, it's a song to pack dancefloors for years and years to come. The album ends as an encapsulation of it's whole, the searing 'Motel of the White Locust' self destructs, bleeding into the come-down, piano-led secret track, coming over like an apology to all that's been said before,
"my chance to tell you I love you, but I've waited too long, and now the record's over."
It's a graceful, solemn end to a landmark debut album, an album which should be revered and compared against for many years to come.
Imagine taking every possible human emotion, multiply it eight times, and Glassjaw would be the soundtrack to this week's episode in the day and the life of humanity. Daryl who orchestrated the, band is the lead singer. His voice is just simply amazing. No other way to put it. One second he sounds very similar to Chino Moreno of the Deftones, but the difference between the two bands is the emotion going to both ends of the spectrum from Glassjaw. Guitar variety? Beck is all over the place in his writing, taking aspects of punk rock, then breaking out to a style in the vein of Satriani, then just going completely heavy with a hint of hardcore. Through this album the moods change. One second you're looking at a rose bush, then like that that rose is wrapping itself around your neck, thorns digging into your windpipe taking your breath away. The first track of note "Siberian Kiss" is symbolic of what I spoke about in the intro. The beginning has Daryl going ballistic. "Give Me Back My pictures of me. Me you and him makes three." Then like that, they break out a melody with heartbreaking lyrics " on phone lines and Letterhead I'm dying about." Then the watered crunch of the guitar rip power chords leaving you needing a straight jacket to control your emotion. I could keep going about every track, like the melody of "Majour" and the different elements of "Piano." Which by the way would be a great track for radio airplay. But I will leave that for you to decide. I can honestly say that this is a great CD. The lyrics are thought provoking, and have meaning. The emotion that Daryl puts into each second of the CD is a work of art, and should be recognized. This is music, about the music, nothing more. Their appearance is normal, no make up, nothing to set them apart. There is no gimmick; it's just emotional music to stir something within you.
Glassjaw must be looked upon as a up and coming band, as their debut album 'Everything you wanted to know about silence' is simply crushing. Kerrang labelled this album perfectly as 'an unexpected slug to the gut', as this album is indeed crushing stuff. The New York quintet have managed to record an album that manages to be original in a crowded genre, full of sub standard bands jumping on the Nu-Metal bandwagon. In the inlay of the CD lead singer Darryl Palumbo leaves the quote, 'F*** anyone who looked for the hook', which is more than true as the album contains no real hooks, but still gives us very catchy songs. The first song of the album, 'Pretty Lush' is very heavy in places, following the mould of the album in that the lyrics are mainly about women, and lifes tribulations with the fairer sex. However, it is also melodic in places which gives a great blend of style to the bands music. Next up on the album is 'Siberian Kiss' which is incredibly high paced and shouty at the start, which is indeed a barrage on the ear drums and the guts, as the riffage is crushing, this is also melodic and deep in places, as Palumbo's voice creates a world of possibilities, as he can shout, but also sing unlike most Nu-Metal lead men. Number three on the album is called 'When one eight becomes two zero's', and is aimed at a certain lady without a doubt, as it is all about breaking a relationship up. This song is one of the most melodic on the album. 'Ry Ry's Song' appears to be about a prostitue, a subject that appears throughout the album. This song is memorable as it is intense whilst being heartfelt. 'Lovebites and Razorbaldes', is crushing chugging along on the back of a grinding riff. The lyrics are abrasive in this song making the song all the more intense. Other highlights on the album include, 'Her middle name was boom' a so
ng with the faint sign of a hook in it in the form of the line,'Boom She said'. However this song is brilliant probably the best on the album, managing to be a love song in a genre not renown for such deep moments. This song is breathtaking! There is also the title track of the album, which is anything but silent, with crashing instruments a few effects and the usual deep and meaningful lyrics. Frankly, it is hard to find an album this original in the Nu-Metal genre, as Glassjaw's influences seem to be all over the place, with crushing guitars but maintaining melodic verses. This is one of the best albums to appear in 2000, so you need to go and buy it right now!
One day a friend of mine came to school and said: "Superdez, do you know a band called Glassjaw, I bought their cd and it is real good". So I replied:"Fine lets listen to it!" This is how it started. My admiration for a rather young bad full of energy and quite a deal of anger. Some people may not approve with the vocals of the singer, at moments he is singing rather melodically, the next he is screaming his head off. One can not really settle down to Glass Jaw. You have to live it. I personally like the album, but most metal fans won't even lift an eybrow for them. Speaking in musical terms, the band contains rather talented elements, the guitarist impressed me, the drummer literally amazed me. Without realizing it, I fould myself headbanging to the beat of the drummer. The sound of the cd is good, its young its fresh and keeps you on your toes. Its hard to make referance with other bands because what Glass Jaw play is rather in a league of its own. Listening to them, I can make vague resemblances to Slipknot (especially the song wait and bleed) and the almighty Metallica (damn they might sue me now!) They recently had a concert over here, and me and my friend, who seem to be the only people I know who like it, went. Glass Jaw unfortunately dissappointed a bit. The Live performane was good, we had a great time, but listening to the cd, and thinking back to the live performance, it is hard to believe that there is such a difference in quality. The singer is good but when it comes to screaming, he goes out of tune. And this happens every time he tries screaming. The album, is good, the pace changes continuosly, a bit like NOFX, but Glass Jaw steer well away from the punk genre, so if your a punk fan don't even think of buying this. If your a metal fan I suggest you listen to a sample first. Its a good album but I doubt it will suit all tastes. However they are a band who are growing. They accompanied the Deft
ones as guest band, so things might be going in the right direction for Glass Jaw, if they can sort out the singer and their live performances, I am sure everyone will hear of them in the future.
Disc #1 Tracklisting
1 Pretty Lush
2 Siberian Kiss
3 When Eight Becomes Two Zeroes
4 Ry Ry's Song
5 Lovebites and Razorlines
6 Hurting And Shoving (She Should Have Let Me Sleep)
8 Her Middle Name Was Boom
11 Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Silence
12 Motel Of The White Locust