i'm writing this on a little piece of paper . . .
not sure if that is what trent intended, but that it how the albums settles. it is dark and disturbing, (as you would expect from the nails), and it is as raw and glorious as walking in winston's world of distrust, media manipulation and misguided loyalty, and finding julia, only to lose her . . . (read the book).
orwell was only 20 or so years off anyways . .
but underneath it all, it is a statement about the current situation of the nation.
musically, it is much better than the last cd, the bloated 'the fragile'. trent strips the band down to a three piece for the most of it, using the power of the amps, rather than the board. the album utilizes the drums of david grohl to power the progress. the bass is awesome, rumbling, blasting and popping as tho it's gonna split the svt cabinet, while the guitars, shimmering and menacing, punch in and out. and trent never seeemed more in control of his voice . . . teasing, sinister and pissed off mad.
it really has the feel of an updated sound vision of '1984'. here is a dissolute character unsure of his unreal surroundings. he is faced with overwhelming feelings of . . . dunno, of today?
maybe that is the feeling . . . we kinda feel lost too, these days.
like a sequel to the decade old 'the downward spiral', it picks up on the alienation, isolation and paranoia of modern love and life. . . but now the feeling is vindicated with the big brother attitude we must all endure now, (by the way, what color are we at now?)
can see now why 'the hand that feeds', (the single from the cd), was not allowed on the 'empty-v' awards. even without the banner of bush you know who this is for . . . and how fitting.
and they say there are no more protest songs!
this and 'american idiot' by green day and steve earle's 'the revolution starts . . now!' are some examples of how musicians are now speaking for those that can't . . . or won't.
the hand that feeds
you're keeping in step in the line
got your chin held high and you feel just fine
because you do what you're told
but inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold
just how deep do you believe?
will you bite the hand that feeds?
will you chew until it bleeds?
can you get up off your knees?
are you brave enough to see?
do you want to change it?
what if this whole crusade's a charade
and behind it all there's a price to be paid
for the blood on which we dine
justified in the name of the holy and the divine
so naïve to keep holding on to what I want to believe
i can see but i keep holding on and on and on and on
will you bite the hand that feeds you?
will you stay down on your knees?
some stuff to wake us up, 'coz this is the real 1984!: (via yousendit)
nin - the hand that feeds
nin - ever day is exactly the same
(buy nine inch nails)
and nin is on the road agin'
and sold out in england already
(hide this behind something they won't look behind)