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Ill Niño - Confession Track
Listing: Line-Up: Website: www.illnino.com Skin
Splitter's Rating: F Also
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Skin Splitter's Review: However, in my state of anger (and apparent non-alcoholic intoxication), I accidentally made what I consider to be one of the worst purchases of my life. That my friend, is Ill Niño's Confession. Why was this such a bad purchase? Well, the answer is simple. One, it has two hands and prayer beads on the cover, and two, I didn't pay attention to my own damn review of their previous release! What the hell was I thinking? No wait, what the hell were THEY thinking for even coming up with this shit and calling it good? However, since no one will let me sleep unless I tell you a little about the album, here's their formula for successfully raping my will to live. Take all the things you liked about the first album (about all...2 of them) and take them away. Then, get replacements. But, oh no! Not just any replacements, we need some real shitbombs. I'm talking about members that can join the band and ruin careers. Those members are Danny Couto (guilty by association) and, more importantly, Ahrue "assbadger" Luster. Now for those of you who don't know who he is, I'll make it simple. Ahrue was the guy who replaced Logan Mader as the new guitarist of Machine Head. Now granted Machine Head is a hit or miss band in terms of fans, however, when you are in a metal band and you don't want to play the heavy songs, songs fans like, or even the songs that got the band fame, and you want to turn the band into a more melodic route (a.k.a. away from their roots), then you need to go. In fact, in an interview, he claimed that he could play like Yngwie, Steve Vai, and Satriani, but considered them to be lame so he won't do it. Well, you know what bud? I can play ANY song by ANYONE note for note if THE LISTENER gets drunk enough. And for the love of Pengo CDR's, grow dreads like the rest of the damn band. Alright, enough of that. This album is just plain awful. Most of this crap can be played with three chords. All guitars tuned to "C". Anything that seems to sound remotely complicated was STOLEN from Marc Rizzo. Once again, another "formula" for success. Want more? Well, there is more singing on this album that the previous. Christian’s voice sounds better than the previous release and actually sounds pretty good, if I wanted to be sitting in a supermarket when the power goes out. It appears that Ahrue has infected the Spanish members of this band
with what we call "pussification". This album is make out music.
Granted it's make out music for the all the "mallcore" and Hot Topic bitches
who want to feel hard, but it still sucks. If you don't believe me, they have
"How Can I Live" as their radio single. Listen to it once and
you get a feel for the entire album. This album is so bad I would rather be force fed 50 ruffies and dropped in the middle of Juno, Alaska
with my hands and feet tied and my pants around my ankles in front of the "coming out" parade with a little sign that says "Bound for Glory" than
listen to this album again. Discography (last updated 6.7.06): |
