3 shares its lyrical themes of anger, disaffection, and psychosis with most of Slipknot's nu-metal peers. Working with famously bearded helmer Rick Rubin - aka He Who Smites Bullsh*t - Slipknot pour the shrill accessibility of their self-titled debut down Iowa's dark sieve, and the result is flinty, angry, and rewardingly restless. Had they grown fat on their thrones? Probably. Still, after the gothic nausea of 2001's Iowa, Slipknot's vitality dissipated in clouds of gaseous hype and individual indulgence. But they also deployed an agitprop campaign of masks, smocks, and bar codes that helped scare parents (like good metal should) and transform Slipknot fans into faithful "maggots." The Midwestern origin of all this craziness is genius, as the band's marrow-draining metal and twisted, fibrous mythology is antithetical to the region's milquetoast rep.
Slipknot set out to construct the ultimate metal music flamethrower, ever since their genesis in a Des Moines, IA, basement.
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