I can't begin to tell you how disappointed I am with this one.
The two of you who read my post on their previous album Lateralus won't remember that in it I admitted to having never heard 10,000 Days. I avoided it because of the poor reviews I had read and the fact that the first single, Vicarious, sounded a little too much like Schism.
So I buy a second hand copy of this turd. Pop it in. One crap, unengaging song after another. Boring riffs, dull production, completely pointless "interludes", songs that sound like Lateralus leftovers. This album is the epitome of meh. What a piece of shit.
Is this really the same band that made Lateralus, Aenima and Undertow. I refuse to believe it. This is, at best, a bad joke.
Only two songs were good:
(mp3) Tool - Jambi
(mp3) Tool - The pot
Buy 10,000 Days @ Amazon.com.
2 comments:
Definitely not their best, most likely their worst, but still blows most other music out of the water.
I'd rather listen to Jambi 14 times in a row than suffer through any Nickelback, Disturbed, System of a Down, (insert other formulaic radio fodder here) album.
Far from shit.
fuck you you think your fucking god or something
I wanted to use a photo to put on my I toons from 10000 days and I end up with your narcissistic copulating blog about purchasing my own music as not to be a fucking god damn cheap bastard cunt and want you to know your self indulging atmospheric ego of yourself looks great for yourself I am sure and you will never understand what the fuck I am saying because these words make zero sense to an overly indulged obtuse narcissist with thinking errors of grandiose and assuming ideas have kept you in your psychotic reality of paranoia and extreme thinking. The tuff ass picture is great but how does it compare to your real photo? I elaborate due to the fact that I have bought the album twice now because the first time some mother transient fuck face of a scrotum stole my radio and tool cd's out of my car and broke all the windows out.
I dont bitch and moan about it but when I find ass fucks giving a statement about being cheap bastards and not purchasing music and instead steeling it, I find an anger response that sets me into a murderous state. Speaking of states I am from utah and any fucking biasis you have against that you can also take those and vas tu faire encule chez les grec. Or if Italian is better for you: Vas fan cullo puta des stranzo. Tu mas merde eh je deteste pour ton malade neuropsychological pathology. Get therapy and take care of your irrational thinging before you realize that your whole putain life is a waste of fucking time. Dont tell me what I am and what to do you fucking cretin de merde!
Hopefully this draws a laugh and you find humour in it or else you really may need to relax more!
Crazy people are far more interesting than the borderline personalities that make life pointless and this is why a .45 slug to the pre frontal cortex is much more effective than finishing life as a neuroleptic sociopath with goals of detering other living organisms the right to simple freedoms in life. Sell yourself to whatever demon/gods you want but keep your self glorified limits and expectations of others to yourself and take care of yourself instead of telling others what to do. And this goes for myself and everyone else.
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