Limp Bizkit : Chocolate Startfish And The Hotdog Flavoured Water.
If you were 12 in the year 2000, this was the funk soundtrack that got you through secondary school in the uk, and made you remember that you were and still are in fact, cooler and more likely to produce offspring more than anyone else you hated once you got hold of your gcses.
Many years later many "tr00-metallers" will encourage you to turn away from this album and instead spend spare time inside listening to songs about burning churches because its "good music by bad people" and bitch on the internet about how much raprock sucks. The more casual yet still hardened metal fan will tell you to check out Blood Mountain instead of this Limp Bizkit garbage because remembering a meandering, choppy and pointless jam and slapping drums and lists of things for vocals on the top of it, forgetting the crushing hooks and punches of Remission and Leviathon makes it COMPELLING. (IM SORRY MASTODON. I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO CRACK THE SKYE.DONT KILL ME)
The guy who buys NME that adores babyshambles and yet, also enjoyed Metallica at leeds festival last year will just pass all Bizkit off Slipknot saddo garbage compared to Radiohead, and so does that guy that wears that scarf all the time that thinks Mat Bellamy is the best guitarist eva because he can hold a riff for more than 2 bars without going over fret 12 thus making it fret****ingnonindie terra tory. Even Metal Hammer so sad enough to spite the Bizkit in one of its recent readers polls, despite giving Metal Hammer number one band My Chemical Romance coverage a few months or years ago, tapering along in this "Rap and Rock together wasnt ever cool ever" message. Even with fretboard trickery, Bullet For My Valentine, Trivium and some other metalcore bands may attempt to replicate, but will never rise to the brilliance of Durst and co's messages of teenage life : those of rebellion (My Way), withstanding verbal abuse(Full Nelson), optimisim (The One, Itll Be OK), friends (My Generation), lost love (Hold On), millenium **** (Getcha Groove On), ****ed up **** (Hot Dog), and shutting the **** up (Rollin : air raid and urban assault Vehicle).
And when you find out the world hates on Limp Bizkit for its rap rock glamourization...you gotta be sure that Anthrax and Public Enemy had a take on it prior. And it was great.
So if you gotta bad thing to say about this album, get out more.