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How far
they've come in three albums. When
Cold
first hit the scene with
their self-titled debut, I didn't hold them in much regard. I just
knew that they were signed to Fred Durst's imprint label, their singer
wore cowboy hats and their music was just kind of okay. Hell, in
the first single I heard from them, "Go Away," vocalist Scooter Ward sounded like a drunken
Gavin Rossdale with a load of driveway gravel in his mouth. For a second there, I thought that Bush had
produced some sort of heavy album on a lark or something. I later
picked up the album from Z Rock, listened to it a couple times and
didn't give it much thought after that.
Then 13
Ways to Bleed On Stage came out, and I saw Cold going in a bit of a
different direction. Their image changed quite a bit, the music
seemed a bit more earnest, and I could finally understand what the hell
Scooter was saying. "Wicked" was a fantastically catchy song, the
music was more prominent and professional; it was just an all-around
enjoyable listen. I even got to see them on tour with Spineshank
and Hed (P.E.), and they blew me away. I had very high hopes for
Year of the Spider when I first heard they were recording it.
What I didn't know was just how good Year... was going to be.
"Remedy" starts things
off on a strong note, and Cold's straight ahead hard rock sound just
keeps going through the whole album. There are a couple of
downturns, like during the Staind-esque ballad of "Wasted Years" and the
just retarded "Kill the Music Industry," ("Hey guys, let's make a song
about how stupid record labels are for signing bands!!!!!!!!!") but
other than that, Year of the Spider is solid from front to back.
Because I like comparisons, I liken Year of the Spider to
Unloco's Becoming I and Trust Co.'s The Lonely Position of
Neutral, but with the songwriting sense that the other two bands
wish they had. Both Trust Co. and Unloco can write decent rock
songs, but neither can come close to the lyrical wizardry of Ward, so
they are left to falter in the dust.
Yes, Year of the
Spider is totally formula rock (every song is basically
verse-verse-chorus-verse-chorus-chorus-bridge-chorus), but it's done
with the flair that's kept Ozzy going for the past decade or so.
The guitar solos from Kelly Hayes and Terry Balsamo (both departed) are
well-placed and poignant, and Jeremy Marshall's bass and Sam
McCandless's drums are good enough to pay attention to, but subdued
enough to just provide rhythm. Even a potential weak point like "The Day
Seattle Died," which is more or less a eulogy to Kurt Cobain and Layne
Staley, is still perfomed with a flair for the poetic and isn't as
smarmy as lyrics like, "We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor,"
sounds. Cold has really matured into a really good hard rock band,
right up there with the likes of Deftones and Floater.
Of course, being that
Cold is a band I actually *like*, guitarists Terry Balsamo and Kelly
Hayes have quit the band to join Evanescence and
Allele, respectively,
plus Scooter has been alleged to give Layne a run for his money on the
heroin front, so it's hard to see what's coming next from these guys.
It's possible that they'll go back to the post-grunge sounds of Grundig,
or they can continue on the path that's led them to 13 Ways to Bleed
On Stage and Year of the Spider. I hope that the future
sees them on the latter course because it's been so much better to them
than Grundig ever was. I don't think the world needs another
grunge band.
Rating:
Rock by Numbers, v. Awesome out of 10
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