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Anthrax
« We've Come for You All »
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1 | Contact 01:15
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| 2 | What Doesn't Die 04:10
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| 3 | Superhero 04:03
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| 4 | Refuse to Be Denied 03:20
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| 5 | Safe Home 05:11
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| 6 | Any Place But Here 05:49
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| 7 | Nobody Knows Anything 02:57
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| 8 | Strap It On 03:32
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| 9 | Black Dahlia 02:38
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| 10 | Cadillac Rock Box 03:41
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| 11 | Taking the Music Back 03:11
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| 12 | Crash 00:58
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| 13 | Think About an End 05:09
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| 14 | W.C.F.Y.A. (We've Come For You All) 04:12
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| | Total playing time 53:06 |
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John Bush - Vocals
Rob Caggiano - Lead Guitar
Scott Ian - Rhythm Guitar, Backing Vocals
Frank Bello - Bass, Backing Vocals
Charlie Benante - Drums, Additional Guitars
Guest musicians:
Dimebag Darrell - Lead Guitar on 8 & 10
Roger Daltrey - Vocals on 11 |
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Produced by: Anthrax and Scrap 60
Mixed by: Scrap 60
Mastered by: George Marino at Sterling Sound
Photography: Andy Buchanan
Cover concept and direction: Charlie Benante
Cover printing and concept: Alex Ross
Cover direction, graphic design and illustrations: Brent Thompson
Safe Home illustration: Luke M. Wilson
Tray illustration: Ylana Glickman |
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| 1. Contact (Intro)
2. What Doesn't Die
First in last out overthrown
It's been picked clean to the bone
And so hard to remember things
Like when we used to kill our kings
Crusading for hypocrisy
Under our nose the holy bleed
Crumbling under its own weight
Apologies if you relate
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К 2003-му году Скотт Йан и Компания наряду с коллегами по «Большой четверке» уже 10 лет как поставили крест на олдскульном трэше. Поэтому нет ничего удивительного в том, что альбом «We' ve Come for You All» стал образчиком стиля модерн-трэш, самим же Йаном и придуманного. Если выражаться понятным языком, то это своего рода гибрид олдскульного трэша, хардкора и тяжелой альтернативы. Стоит отметить, что больше групп, проповедующих подобную музыку, на музыкальном горизонте замечено не было, поэтому группе Anthrax удалось выработать новый исполнительский почерк и в то же время не пойти слепо на поводу у моды. Альбом 2003 года отличают тяжелые риффы, мощная ритм-секция и сильный вокал Джона Буша, успешно адаптировавшегося к веяниям современной рок- сцены. Открывает альбом реактивная, практически трэшевая «What Doesn't Die», которой словно не нашлось места на «Persistance of Time». Не отстает от нее в плане жесткой и эмоциональной подачи материала и «Superhero». «Safe Home» наряду с «Cadillac Rock Box» претендуют но роль хитов, поэтому звучат помягче основной массы песен. Большая часть композиций альбома скорее качевые, с запоминающимися припевами и резкой смене ритма, как, например, «Think About an And», нежели скоростные и наполненные искрометными соло. Резюмируя вышеизложенное, можно сказать, что альбом «We've Come...» следует занести скорее в актив группе, ибо композиции из него достаточно свежи, группа не вязнет в болоте самоплагиата, постоянно ищет новые музыкальные решения и не стесняется учиться у более молодых коллег, при этом ни в коем случае не копируя их. |
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Этот альбом корифеев мировой трэш-сцены доказывает, что Anthrax еще способны порадовать своих поклонников. Очень динамичный и эмоциональный, с великолепной техникой игры музыкантов и немного сыроватой записью. В музыке отчетливо слышны «коровые» тенденции, что для одних будет плюсом, а для других – минусом. Большинство вещей на этом альбоме – «хиты» с яркими запоминающимися мелодиями, но до шедевра этот диск никак не дотягивает, отчасти из-за сумбурного сведения, в результате чего музыка воспринимается не совсем гармонично. Запись какая-то глухая и местами нечеткая, к тому же вокал слишком сильно выдвинут вперед, что иногда раздражает. Буклет в мрачных фиолетовых тонах не поражает красотой и оригинальностью оформления, но содержит максимум полезной информации. Несколько замедленный и местами совсем не трэшевый темп хоть и не валит с ног звуковой стеной, все же не дает расслабиться и переключиться на другие дела. В целом – довольно интересная и эмоциональная работа, не вызывающая ни зевоты, ни восторга. Драйвово-спокойный альбом, который вряд ли заваляется на полке, ибо подходит к любому настроению и к любому случаю.
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К сожалению, я не знаком с предыдущими работами этой группы. Я всегда думал, что Anthrax исполняют трэш-метал, но когда я услышал этот диск, то подумал: "Может они просто решили постебаться?" Потом вслушался, оказалось, что Anthrax и не думали играть здесь трэш (металлических вещей на диске немного - "What Doesn`t Die", "Black Dahlia"), они просто играли заводной довольно попсовый альтернативный рок с элементами гранджа и панка (например, "Safe Home"). Особо интересно и оригинально на альбоме звучат барабаны ("What Doesn`t Die", "Nobody Knows Anything"). Некоторые песни звучат, как Metallica периода "загруза-перезагруза". Тексты пестрят прямо "философскими" истинами ("ты не сможешь убить то, что не может умереть!") и большинство из них нельзя воспринимать серьёзно. Вокал очень эмоциональный и агрессивный, но совсем не гроулинг и совсем не скриминг :-). Представьте себе Тома Арайа, певшего на "Undisputed Attitude", но только более тихого и несерьёзного. Итог: не шедевр, однозначно, не могу поставить высокую оценку из-за панковских "Safe Home", "Taking The Music Again" и "Refuse To Be Denied", кошений под Метлу середины 90-х и текстов (хотя они нравятся мне всё больше и больше, но некоторые так и оставляют равнодушным). Возможно многим понравится, но от меня, бездушного сухаря, они получают только пятёрку. |
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You cannot kill
What doesn't die
Live up to my promise
My full potential realized
Death lives right inside your pocket
Take him out and have a laugh
Go and piss your life away
Another ugly waste of clay
And up above there's no one home
Why don't you answer your phone?
Reminding me to learn that poem
First in last out overthrown
Because
A stream of consciousness flows into a river of blood
Stem this tide of violence
as it rises like a flood
3. Superhero
When you praise my name i'll fulfill your expectation
looking for an answer that'll dignify your prayers
What remains when your savior becomes human?
You feel the legend something sacred
you cant understand
becomes bigger than the man.
[Chorus]
PRAY FOR HELP CRY OUT SCREAM FOR ME NOW
IM NOT YOUR SUPERHERO
PRAY FOR HELP CRY ILL SCREAM FOR U NOW
IM NOT YOUR SUPERHERO
All my love and hate radiate and become equals
Untouchable enmity has always been my fate
mine alone agony destined to suffer.
Eternally my story never goes as planned
And its bigger than the man
[Chorus]
Once upon a time i would do anything
For anyone; at anytime
And all i asked for was your faith
Was that to much to ask?
Ther is no god there is no king
There is no saint of broken dreams
There's only you and truth and soul
The superhero is you own...
4. Refused To Be Denieded
Proud and free that's American to me
Symptomatically, and so basically
it's so definite , freedom is all of it
no humaity without restraint
refuse to be denied refuse to compromise
your ideology always a lie
it's jigoistic or nationalistic
or whatever the hell you want to call it
with my raised fist
never to be denied
I stand and resist again
proud and free that's a human thing to me
burning at the core and i'd go to war
ain't gonna change my way of life
twisted rhetoric, I won't subscrive
refuse to be denied refuse to compromise
your ideology always a like
imperialistic colonialistic
bandwagon patriot wake up to this
with my raised fist
never to be denied
I stand and resist again
5. Safe Home
I've been down this road once or twice before
through the open door
i come falling through it
there's a sign post up ahead
like a watershed
and it opens my eyes
ways, for me to begin
to be born again
and knowing for the first time
ways, all so differently
shine for me to see
the better man that I am
I've been places in my head
behind me worse than what's ahead
and on my path just like a dream
takes me from the inbetween
from out of nowhere you came strong as stone
and now I'll never have to be alone
what it is I know
you have always been my safe home
I walk, I run, I burn out into you
you have always been my safe home
my whole world has moved on
i know what i am and I'll always be
your reality, is better than I could dream
all my fears turn from black to white
and i'd stand and fight
the whole world for you
faith, and destiny
I never did believe
my only god is love and
faith, what I see in you
and I can hold it true
like a weight in my hand.
6. Anyplace But Here
Beneath by breath you take
still you're gasping for air
miles and miles you move
into abyss you stare
running form the plight
mighty grip it's hold
and that hunger's hanging on
but never to the fold
with endurance
as the earth behind you burns
you can feel heat
keep your will and never turn
come on, follow closely
come on, end this slavery
come on, where you're going
any place but here
and you pray for more hope
so this will run its course
every day you move
handcuffs they lose their force
abandon all you know
so destitution hides
united in despair
still makes it harder to divide
With exhaustion
as the earth behind you melts
You can feel heat
But your need for living fails
A logical reason for being
Is quickly drifting away
People prove fiendishly greedy
Each time you try to believe
It's hard to be defiant
There's ways to kill the giant
Slaughtered by pins.
7. Nobody Knows Anything
I've been choking on the air that you've been giving me
it's all a game to you, to me it's an atrocity
as you add another loop onto my noose
i lose all sense of what is abuse
'cause it's always been a bone of contention
this game of "what it is that I've done for you"
I've given you everything for nothing in return
and I'm so tired of bleeding for the respect that I've earned
because no, nobody knows, nobody knows
because nobody knows anything
I don't know how much generosity that I can take
until I leave a trail of bodies lying in my wake
how many times do I lose my mind 'til I realize
give me the high hat and you think that i should compromise?
8. Strap It On
And my plate is full
And I feel the pull
And my time is spent
Searching for something that came and went
Take me back
Take me back to a golden time
From '75 to '79
And it makes it easy, so easy for me
Strap it on
Strap it on my old school
I change by staying the same (I seem to remember this line)
And it grows inside
Metastasize
And my brain goes crazy
Sepia toned days are hazy
Take me back
Take me back to the heavy time
From '85 to '89
It makes it easy so easy for me.
9. Black Dahlia
Hardcase
Fist full of brass
Double barrelled pistons and a tank full of gas
He's a heavyweight
Enforcer inside
Like a man in the chair he's gonna go for a ride
Break him
Take him down
Squeeze him, watch him drown
Against lightning
The wind from his sails
Take on a man who's harder than a coffin nail
Priceless, the look on his face
If you look real close you can see the expiration date
Break him
Take him down
Squeeze him, watch him drown
Black Dahlia's in my head
Ice veined
Thousand yard stare
Breaking a man is like hunting for bear
And I'm loaded
Setting the trap
Tighten the noose
And bust a rat with my sap
Break him
Take him down
Squeeze him, watch him drown
Black Dahlia's in my head
Black Dahlia's in my head
Confession's good for the soul
Black Dahlia's in my head
In this hunt I walk alone
10. Cadillac Rock Box
It feels good to be here
Ass bet broke and I don't care
Yeah, so good to be clear
I can testify
Listen
I cant fake and attraction to it
Magnetic, it pulls so hard
When two powerful forces collide and break down
Inside and break out at the speed of sound
Locked and loaded I can't hold it
Pick'em up, set'em up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah
Driving in my Cadillac rock box
I am so alive, I learned how to let it go
And on the day that I die I'll have no fear
Listen
I cant fake and attraction to it
Magnetic, it pulls so hard
When two powerful forces collide and break down
Inside and break out at the speed of sound
Locked and loaded I can't hold it
Pick'em up, set'em up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah
Driving in my Cadillac rock box
Stick'em up, get'em up, drop it and throw down
Oh yeah
Hangin' in my Cadillac rock box
Pick'em up, set'em up, watch it all go down
Oh yeah
Driving in my Cadillac rock box
Fill'em up, shoot'em, sit before you fall down
Oh yeah
Bury me in my Cadillac rock box
11. Taking The Music Back
Your lies that took me where I've been
Your lies don't make me who I am
Your lies that left me scarred
And so fucking hard
Your lies that burn me deep inside
Your lies that helped to bleed me dry
Left on your own
Because your cover's blown
I am, taking the music back
Against your will I'm not a slave
Against the deal and you ge paid
I won't throw you a rope
Against it, you're the enemy
Against it, your philosophy
Shit thrown against the wall
You'll eat it all
12. Crash
13. Think About An End
Wake up on fire every day
And I never say goodbye
Pre-determined destiny
I've never been afraid to die
Ever since i was a kid
I've seen things my own way, with my own eyes
With my hands i turn the screws
In my life i decide
Youre bent on under the will of endless dogmatic restraints
I will rage against the machine* spewing out blind faith#
Think about an end u can live with
Think about an end i can give u
Think about an end that would satisfy
The only thing that's touched my soul
Ever in my life of love
Tangible and Physical visable
Unlike your god above
Where is all the mercy on which your faith has been built
All i see is hatred caused by years of inbred guilt
Resurrecting genuflecting killing in the name*
You disavow the right to choose
Its medievally insane
Your god is dead or doesn't care
Tell me which ones worse
An uncaring god or knowing that your alone on this earth?
14. We've Come For You All
The mind can atrophy
such mediocrity
things aren't what they seem
sometimes
and every waking dream
repeating central theme
if we don't wake up do we die?
and when the best can be
worse than what's usually
found it's all between
the lines
then patience starts to bleed
increasing enmity
its time to let the bullets fly
developed all exposure
revealing no composure
the gates are open wide
the wrecking ball is here
your chest contains no treasure
the prisoners are loose
we've come for you all
pay the expected fee
for the insanity
now the reflection's deeply
lined
all systems fail and seize
break down and spill the grease
aggressive tendencies designed
and every element
will force a consequence
it takes a slanted state of mind
then patience starts to bleed
increasing enmity
it's time to let the bullets fly