...boy can you hear the dollars that went into producing the guitar crunch in the chorus...
It’s the [I]”My way or the highway” [/I]one from the zillion unit shunting ‘Chocolate Starfish…’ album, and boy can you hear the dollars that went into producing the guitar crunch in the chorus. It’s a presidential kind of a crunch, almost biblical in its resonance, and definitely incorporating military superpower overtones – so as a big old wank for the surplus testosterone swilling around the USA, you can’t much argue with this. Of course that doesn’t stop it being a Rage Against The Machine chorus rubbing up against a poor man’s Chili Peppers verse, without the finesse of either, never mind the acuity of the former – but, hey, it does the trick.
It’s actually more interesting
to witness what the nervous
remixers did with their rock-rap poisoned chalice. William Orbit kept most of it but added amusing gothtronica touches. DJ Premier lobbed out the guitars but kept
the rest. But a big shout goes
out to Barry Ashworth from the Dub Pistols for having the balls
to dump virtually the entire tune, ‘reinterpret’ it as dubbed-out freakoid house and consign
Mr Durst to a sped-up sample.
It’s not always their way or the fairway, as they say down my local nu-metal golf club.Roger Morton