I grew up with positive messages left and right. I ate that shit up. Good stuff—fuck the bad guy! I do not know if this is universal, but the children I went to elementary school with did not agree with this. We tended to butt heads, as kids with newly-found constructions of rivalry are wont to do. It is worth saying that I was self-righteous and I liked telling people what to do a lot and hated when people tried that nonsense on me, so when Mark recommended me Limp Bizkit’s Significant Other, I stared, asking both him and myself “why?” Seven years old and here I was confronting the idea of confronting language, disrespect, and hooliganism on a scale that would most definitely change the course of my life. I still have not heard that Limp Bizkit record in full, but it was the first thing that came to mind around hitting the fifth song of Purpose.
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I tend to totally ignore comments on this website since 99% of them are total spam, and because I’m the only guy with real admin access to the site that means the other guys don’t get to see this stuff and harass me about actually good comments. Well, we got an actually good comment. This person named D (as far as I know) left a huge reply to my last review of Danny Brown’s XXX, and to make up for sleeping on it so long, I’m going to post it in full here and personally respond.
This is the genre most of us on FOWR live for. It is the backdrop of the music we listen to and make and typically the thing we have the most authority in talking about, so naturally we save this one for last. 2012 was the year where we all felt rock regaining purpose and that prospect became one of the most exciting and uplifting things about this year. Cloud Nothings turned into something bigger than anyone could have seen coming, The Men created their resolution to the world of music, Godspeed You! Black Emperor and Fiona Apple returned with reminders of their ingenuity, Swans fashioned everything Michael Gira wanted to achieve, and Mount Eerie invented a strong two-part narrative filled with relentless progression and scope. All of these records were amazing. Like, fucking all of them. Continue reading
Rap is always tricky to decide. The results of each year since 2010 have been pretty odd, especially with Das Racist winning best rap album over Kanye West’s “My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy”. The way we look at things in the rap category tends to vary in strange ways, but in the end it’s what turned the genre on its head or changed the way we listen to hip hop. The nominees this year range from the west coast titanic Kendrick Lamar, to Killer Mike’s claim to legitimacy with “R.A.P. Music”, to Death Grips’ societally-involved aural assaults. These were our heavy hitters this year and each of them had something to say about the genre in its own way. Killer Mike created astoundingly hard southern rap that serves as a solid traditional record and Kendrick Lamar perfected the rap narrative and turns it out as a great success story. Continue reading
This is a brand new category for the Fowries — brand new for several reasons. In years’ past, John and I weren’t the best at seeing the ins and outs of metal and there wasn’t enough interest in listening to enough of it anyway. Our current worlds were Mastodon, Opeth, the little gem, and that was it. 2012 was also the year Metal Dan was in full swing of writing reviews, more than John or I ever wrote, but his presence wasn’t even the huge assistance in having a metal category. It just so turned out that metal was great in 2012 — great and various, from the traditional yet rugged doom offering from Pallbearer, Converge’s true assertion of metalcore, Black Breath’s and Horrendous’s takes on modern and classic death metal, and the melting black metal riffage of Mgla. There was, however, one band in particular that grabbed all of us with a fucking chokehold. Continue reading
This category has undergone some facelifting this time around. Formerly existing for Best Debut, we found it too restrictive for what we wanted to emphasize most: a band/artist coming out and giving us the craziest impression. This year seemed abnormally easy when it came to the end of it all, but that doesn’t mean that there weren’t deserving artists, we could have picked any of these and we would have felt comfortable with the choice. Grimes was most obvious on a macro level and Joey Bada$$ made total sense, but all of our discussion went down to one act in particular. Continue reading