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This is just a first impression as I only got this CD a few days ago (thx rusty), and I ‘ve been a fan from way back so this maybe will be as subjective as it can be, but all awhile its what I personally felt while listening to the newest output from the mind of Mr. TR.
At first, Year Zero uncovered perfectly. The opening track “HYPERPOWER!” is an excellent welcome mat as it instantly blows up in your ear, setting up the mood to the journey ahead and stopping at the just right moment for you to want more (didn’t fancy much of the title though.., its like something that comes out of a retro-Japanese Manga movie :P). Brilliant drumming by Josh Freeze. He also performed in “Capital G”, but the intro sounded more like a Michael Jackson than NIN song (“The Way You Make Me Feel” anybody?). The album then flows smoothly as it goes from the ear-friendly “Survivalism”, to the moody tracks such as “My Violent heart”, all the way to the closure “Zero Sum”. I have to say that the arrangements of the songs in album is better than “With Teeth”, kinda like “The Downward Spiral” (THE album btw) as you can’t help but feel that TR has carefully put out each songs in order to get the perfect experience to Year Zero (try putting it in Shuffle Mode than you know what I mean :D). Going through the first few songs is quite digestible, but on the latter part of the album, can’t help but feel a bit perplexed. On the bright side TR has really cranked his electronic industrial buzz n clank feel way, way up back!!. He put a great deal of 80’s sound into this album while turning and mesh it with fresh, out of this world sounds from today. TR has never been afraid to express himself honestly; from being totally awesome to downright corny (which is also totally awesome: D) and it shows clearly in his latest work. But much as I do admire the crazy loops and samplings (at first you think “damn!! any kid learning Fruity Loops for 2 hours can do this” and the next you were left brainless at the convoluted pitch and squeak blasting through), but there’s this lacking feeling of incompleteness without the songs with tight violent guitar riffs, throbbing, thundering, bursting unbelievable beats, and, the most importantly, TR’s agonizing scream walloping and blanketing it all…., somehow it’s just not a NIN album with the kinda songs that made that emotion of, as my friend would say…” would make you suddenly wanna jump out of your room and beat the crap out of the first someone you see“. I’m not trying to say all of NIN’s song should always be devastatingly loud (TR’s scream is as frightfully surreal as his whisper, or maybe whimper: P), its just TR always managed to find the perfect balance of mixing songs of both “I’m F&$Ked” and “I’m gonna F&$K someone soo bad” kinda feel in one album (sometimes in one song) ,
Didn’t got into the lyrics part yet.., I heard that this is a concept album about a future “military and religion driven” apocalyptic world. I always thought that TR, even in producing a complex conceptual record, is always just pouring his heart out on how one view oneself and things around him, not a conjectural near future thingamajig (gone shamanistic are we ?? :P) dunno, gonna have to hear and understand it first and maybe I could say more about this.
SUMMARY: a different, but yet another great turnout from the man himself. A true tribute to the sound of the 80's while injecting it with fresh blood of sound of today. It’s like reminiscing Pretty Hate Machine concocted with Things Falling Apart. It's not what everybody expect as its missing some of the old NIN angst-fierceness feeling, and it's not an “intense climax with fury” record as his previous works, but it’s a deeply cryptic album and with a given time, quite a mind blowing experience. This is not the kind of record that you listen while pounding your dashboard in the middle of traffic jam or while kicking and screaming in private when there’s no one around to fume out your implosion; It’s the kind of record that you put on your headphone in the dead of the night and absorb every resonance and every distorted yet beautiful crafted tones ejected from it; and like any atmospheric piece, you gotta give it time to truly appreciate it. 4 out of 5.
Fave Tracks (currently, always something new each time I listen to it): HYPERPOWER!!, My Violent Heart, God Given, The Greater Good
Belching organs
Inside this room
with a dangling rune
goes in n out
Insignificant
Minority conformity
with layered melody
Goes in n out
My Mates
Don’t face west
My Mates
Don’t even care less
My Mates
Don’t face west
My Mates
Slumping on their mess
called back in to finish this boredom
or go join the choir in that round dome
the window booms the screaming invitation
boobs in front with interesting motion
A damn fine piece of television
My Mates
don’t face west
My Mates
don’t even care less
My Mates
don’t face west
My Mates
Peeking inside her dress
Blurry visions
It getting hot
Another opportunity’s lost
Compadres won’t buy my shout
Goes in n out
It’s not important anyway
It’s better to drowse anyway
My Mates don’t face west
Commemorate
All thing’s sate
Compliment
Wise up
Cracking inside
All awake
I’m not as ignorant as they claim to be
My fanciful degradation excites me
The ignorance,
Succumb the tear-jerking emotions
The payday,
In every desperate motions
I found you buddy
Random ropes dangles from tomorrow
Idealism that slips away cant borrow
In clasping hand I gave out sorrow
In every road that tends to follow
I found you buddy
Inside an intersection called morality
Inside a complication called ordinary
Inside a degradation called decency
Inside a revocation called simplicity
I found you buddy
Don’t be afraid
Endeavor in such a funny way
Don’t be afraid
Drive a wedge to tilt and sway
Cracking inside
All awake
Fuck you chubby
I met this guy with a shoulder length dread
Says he’s so hardcore he embraces death
Got this earring from head to toe
Swear at everything’s he’s atomic to blow
I met this guy with soggy wet cheek
Said between tears his life’s so last week
No new clothes to show, no wax for his hair
Not nearing payday to make his looks more fair
The world’s so full of it
My mind’s too full of it
I met this man who’s fat and smelly
beard that goes down to his bulging belly
Says he met God thus self-proclaimed holy
Condemn everyone words being put so kindly
The world’s so full of it
My mind’s too full of it
I met this guy while on the mirror
Says he’s so confused his life’s pure horror
Too many layers, too many injected lies
Too many attacks got through his eyes
Wake up
Our past stops right now
I see light
Must be you
Watch and learn
Burning it blue
Blood boiling
In slow motion
Only shines
Distortion
Don't be afraid
What?
Are you surprised?
I'm stayin' alive, I spit in your eye, Drive a stake in you
Take me away, take me away
I gave you the world, it was all for you
But I'm sick and tired of wasting time, I want mine
Take me away, take me away
I gave you the world, it was all for you
Stinkin' lies, stinkin' lies, stinkin' lies
We'll die, tryin' to live so long
I can't wait
And I should
Leave the phone of the hook
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid
(Captain Midnight-Tomahawk)
Big man too high to reach now
See your shadow on its knees and bow
For it has gone mad and full of treachery
Could never fulfill your perfect scenery
Little angel throw down your hate
See your dreamer’s dead yet still awake
Each smile forsaken, each wound multiply
Every spew of blood he’ll testify
Dear old shadow with a cheap wine snore
Feel rotten no more no less to ignore
The game has started don’t bolt away
I will not comment but I cannot stay
Grand Puppeteer with divine strings
Your mannequin imitate each form you brings
So many roles, keep changing clothes
It only craves for the curtains to close
Little Clown with a toothless grin
See yourself being pulled to a blissful sin
Wipe your make up look up in the mirror
Can you divide the victim from the Juror
All this things one’s dare to say
For the confession one’s dare to play
No misconstruction or misconstrue to tag along
Release oneself, compose a new song
Off to see the world
Wake up with a nauseating glitch
A dog called Popo sit with a problem of itch
If I cant lift my head off the ground
He’ll be the one that’ll bark until I’m found
I sell my coin to the God of Leisure
Made a living out of constant pleasure
If a deadly mosquito deliver its final sting
If the cupboard falls and smashed me down
If Draconians storms in and slashed me open
If a wave of soy sauce pours in and drown me
My final image is you
An usurping shadow stained my flow
A dangling gigolo with a cute pink bow
If this feels like another final episode
There’ll be another fright I’ll abode
Take another bang at the wall
Take this moment for 1 last call
Rise up and dance to this tantrum thing
Or wait for another jolt and fling
Life’s been good, life’s been swell
All alone but Popo’s treating me well
If a gorge opens up and swallow me whole
If Galactus decides to suck this planet dry
If the witch shoved her apple to my mouth
If there’s no station to this la-la land ride
My final image is you
Who are you?
Terhanyut remang sepi
Suci dalam dimensi
Terputar- putar khayal
Menahan dingin sepi
Tertuju satu sisi
Lintasan crita lalu
Hanya layak terpapar
'Tuk cari Imajinasi
Sampai Nanti
Mulai Lagi
Sampai Nanti
Kosong Lagi
Menari dengan Putih
Cekal dingin Perih
Suasana hilang tinggi
Pecah tiga dimensi
Tertuju satu sisi
Ringkasan masa kecil
Hanya layak terpapar
‘Tuk cari imajinasi
Sampai Nanti
Mulai Lagi
Sampai Nanti
Kosong Lagi
Kosong
Kosong lagi
(Kosong-Carnaval)
Damn best poet I know..
I fall for a girl
The girl fall for her art
Her art fall inside an electric box
Box falls out of my eclectic motion
I fall from my bed
My comatose cold shed
Gods restores each time an eye blink
Demons invades each time the mind thinks
Maybe too fast
Maybe too slow
Maybe a shadow overcloud each grow
Maybe too clear
Maybe too shallow
Maybe she’s the bulb that’ll steal my show
I fall for a boy
A boy falls 4 his toys
Toys that escapes his perverted life
Toys that denies his mumbling jive
I fall for a phase
Phase that fall out of place
Kinda bit too stubborn to commit
Kinda bit too euphoric to admit it
Maybe too fast
Maybe too slow
Maybe an aphasia clog my grow
Maybe too clear
Maybe too shallow
Maybe he’ll the curtain that’ll seal my show
I’d do it anyway
I’d do it any day
She’ll feel it anyway
He’ll taste it someday
Wuzzup all you bit%^e$ come and see
My fresh new thread my mumbling ability
Time for u’all to raise the roof & get down
I’m a baddass mother%^*#$ with da biggest gun in Town
Let Me entertain you
I’m packin you see and nothing can stop me
My gold’s all bling2x and my abs too fine to see
I cap the next buster who’ll mess around
I’m the product of a broken ‘hood till my record’s out
Let me entertain you
Hey pig listen to my agonizing misery
Throw my life away down solitary
Life’s so unjust I keep saying why me
I just scream unhappy molestation memory
Let me entertain you
Hell’s coming and this world’s ending
All that’s holy destroyed and we’ll be rejoicing
Drink the blood of your enemy and be sated
I sold my soul to the one that make me fulfilled
Let me entertain you
Oh my love I’m down on my bended knee
I’ve come to the end of the road and my water’s run dry
I just wanna be with you till the end of time
Or till my producer’s says I’m too old for this kinda line
Let me entertain you
Bzzzzzzz
clink clink clink clink
pzzt dzzzt crrrrrrrrrrrrr
CLANK
"STOP!!"
(phew)
metaphor for a missing moment
pull me into your perfect circle
one womb
one shape
one resolve
liberate this will to release us all
gotta cut away clear away snip away and sever this umbilical residue
that's keeping me from killing you
and from pulling you down with me here
i can almost hear you scream
give me one more medicated peaceful moment
because i don't want to feel this overwhelming hostility
gotta cut away clear away snip away and sever this umbilical residue
that's keeping me from killing you
(APC- Orestes)
Words are very unnecessary
They can only harm
(Depeche Mode- Enjoy the Silence)
The watery grave that I would like to step
The Chocolate railroad that I would like to tread
Voluptuous veil that unwraps freely
Concoction of numerous whims n willies
Adhesive substance of joyful extremity
Endless seasons of colorful reality
Kimono dress with stiletto blades
Pink bunny slippers with whips for slaves
Back there I cant find a better scare
Back there nothing’s seems more fair
Compound my sunny loom, my favorite moon
Sing off-key tunes across my room
made me deal to make me see
made me read to make me feel
screams so one will hear
moans so one can heal
It’s all so confusing
Something must be missing
Now solicit what’s left for all whose near
Now make those steps for those hold dear
Compound my sunny loom, my impeding doom
Sing off-key tunes across my room
There are things that I regret
Like being called a nervous wreck
And working up another sweat for you
There’s nothing that I can do
For counterparts and bleeding hearts
And all the things that fall apart for you
I don’t keep my secrets there
I hide them everywhere
I could deny
But I’ll never realise
I’m just chasing rainbows
All the time
I could deny
But I’ll never realise
I’ve been chasing rainbows
All my life
And then I missed my cue
Everybody had a laugh
And then went for an early bath
Did you
I don’t keep my secrets there
I hide them everywhere
(Shed Seven, Chasing rainbows)
Awake
Shake head lift up this organic window
Commemorate another mundane show
Clicking repetitions I can’t dare to share
Inside this bluish box of corporate nightmare
Awake
Idiot Box ‘s silent images emerges
Queens of endless magnificent aptitudes
Fast forward rewind replay such scenes
How come such beauty condemned to be obscene
You are
Substitute for blindness
Substitute for sadness
You are
Substitute for restlessness
Substitute for madness
You are an insatiable bless
Awake
Relentless barge of neon lights
Indecent Athenas with inhuman delight
I would like to say I have it made
So what’s this feeling that cant compensate
Awake
Locked inside this private asylum
Another craving episodes to come
Brew up another youthful compensation
For this comatose cycle needs rejuvenation
You are
Substitute for blindness
Substitute for sadness
You are
Substitute for restlessness
Substitute for madness
You are an immaculate mess
Go to Sleep....
You're living the life that they create
Isn't that what you wanted
You're singing the song you used to hate
Isn't that what you wanted
You are thinking of their union right now
Isn't that what you wanted
You are cursing your own sacred vow
Isn't that what you wanted
THis is your so called peace o'holy mind
The pinnacle of the mountain that you climb
this is your final denial to the significant other
Your final answer that they wont even bother
You're labeled the worst kind that can get
How does it feel to be abused
You're sitting in this angry chair of regret
How does it feel to be confused
Bailing out during the winter time
How does it feel to be accused
Hiding inside 'til the weather's fine
How does it feel to be used
THis is your so called peace o'holy man
The final door to your sought divine
The final place to sink inside your hole
The final peace that'll swallow you whole
Hey U
My weekly standard woe’s menu
Come on Judges let’s be heard
There’s no healing in your word
Subliminal bullshit is what I crave
Another justification from another slave
Moonlight drive and the house of love
Dead words for all of the above
Hey Blue
What’s a creation left do to?
Black n bruised I stand corrected
Condemn me now I lay convicted
Though my Japanese incantation’s protected
Though my improved incarnation’s evicted
In the end somehow I knew
It’s your Hitler against my Jew
My weekly woe’s menu
Nothing left to do
My weekly woe’s menu
Nothing felt so true
My weekly woe’s menu
Give me something new
My weekly woe’s menu
I’ll sure miss you
Ichi the killer wont you sate my filler
and just give in to your wonderful sin
The old white woman with a megaphone hand
Yell to my ears your dogmatism stand
What’s wrong with a lil lunacy
Tip toeing up and down hypocrisy
Mr. Keenan’s moment make me mellow
A trace of smoke with a pint of yellow
The friendly backstabber keeps changing role
The cynical writer with a life-size hole
Goddamn you for making me feel
Goddamn me for questioning your deal
Goddamn them for keeping it real
Goddamn…….
Tighten up your jaw prick and just swallow it
Take it downright you pussy just feel it
Pornography will soon be taking over
Immaculate substance that no one would tamper
(Another easy escape you cheapo)
Goddamn you for putting me there
Goddamn me for waiting another scare
Goddamn them for saying it’s fair
Goddamn…….
This uncontrollable urges to see me thru
I’ll give everything for something new
Some of this, lack of list
Some of that, unimanagable bliss
Lil' bit of denial, for another peace
Don't wanna Don't wanna Don't wanna be just another piece
So pure, natural unintentional
Don't you ever know who you are
Unintangible yet so goddamn comfortable
Will I ever know who you are
The Children are all insane said the King
Should he live thru 30 would he still sing the same
So pure, natural unintentional
Don't you ever know you’re my muse
Unintangible yet so goddamn comfortable
Will I ever know that you’re just a ruse
I made you up, You’re not real
I made you up, You’re not real
I hurt myself, you’re not real
I please myself, you’re not real
The Railway turns again
Remembrance begun to evaporates
Where, how, why
It ends up in low key voice of comply
Go look for it in an appointed place
let the officials there say it in your face
Batter u up till you cant say no more
Idealism smashed, dreams left ashore
Dum Dum Dum ignorance is bliss
come come come let it all be done please
I've said it before that there's no room for suprises
So lay it bare in front let me timed the dances
No suitcase comes to my avail
maybe it got lost in the plane of steel
i'll just wait in front of the rail
for another package that i can steal
I don't know what to say
Every time I wake with this agonizing strain
You were meant to stay
Keep discarding what I've done too much and too long
Go away, find another prey
You disappoint me, thought you liberate me
Maybe now, maybe tomorrow
I have to say that you're no longer allowed to stay
Look up, stare me in this soggy eye
You castrate my better half with your pitying glare
Better endowed, better cut it out
This horrifying blessing with nothing left to bare
Suck, this complicating residue
Suck, this walloping gesture of virtue
Suck, I never thought we'll end like this
Suck, I see you through, I'll sure miss you
Fuck..., this is gonna hurt
Find myself singing the same songs everyday
Ones that make me feel good
When things behind the smiles ain't okay
Around and over and in-between the seas
I need to be on top of a mountain
Where I can be see everything
Cause this paranoia's getting old
Now as I open my eyes to start another day
I'm in a pile of puke
Empty bag of execuses
My love for friends and family
you know I need them
And under a sun that's seen it all before
My feet are so cold
And I can't believe that I have to bang my head against this wall again
But the blows they have just a little more space in-between them
Gonna take a breath and try again.
(Walk, Blind Melon)
F**k all this melancholic melodrama
I'm gonna go out again tomorrow
F**k all this patronizing empathy
I'm gonna screw someone again tomorrow
F**k all this sexual thoughts
I'm gonna see lefty again tomorrow
F**k all this drug temptations
I'm gonna kick again tomorrow
F**k all this self- loathing B.S.
I'm gonna feel the same again tomorrow
F**k all this confessional junk
No changes will come tomorrow
(F**k all this profanity censorship)
Pick up my board just now, surf my way down
So many Judges here, all of them full of frown
State your cases, hear my voices, breaking all taboo
If I cannot say it out loud, I’ll put a nickname or two
Persecute, Execute, maim & kill we’ll follow suit
Elevates, downgrades, up and down there’ll be no trace
Animate, Ejaculate, fill your demon's sate
Narcissistic fool, ego feeding tool
Sell your pain such decency
Grant yourself supremacy
….I am one of you
….I am one of you too
Too many lost words
Too many dark moments
dwindle in the past while the future's slips away
Too Many doubts, too many options
Too many Midnight Thoughts that comes
as you keep turning back the road moves on
Enough is enough
Overtime in this luxurious machine
Cubicle's full of white scrubbly notes
hair's receding and stomach keeps bulging
this linen clothes and khaki black pants
Where's the so called triumphant demon of the angst went
Or the cynical shock-writer with a sword sharp pen
As far as the purplish mirror reflects
This clown's dreams has been washed ashore
But fear not whitey the circus will come
and your show will the most extravagant
so grab everything and eat what you receive
Today's greed is tomorrow's need
look like a mess today
last night cant get no rest
this morning give quite a show
mixed the make-up with horn to blow
turn the handle turn the fuse
this time he know he's gonna lose
as the twilight sun elevates
this clown's senses keeps degenerates
backstabbers please get closer
This comedy's getting funnier
(saw new NIN's VC last night..., TR is fat!!!)
Working late again
Mind's full of stain
Roll with the punches
Smile for the roaches
Somewhere out there
Backstabber fill his share
No matter how this clown dances
Goddamn poets prevail with their trances
Competing with everything
Still In the end you see nothing
Roll with the punches
Smile for the roaches
(I miss my Idiot Box)
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