Is that what being a 14 year old boy feels like? Sometimes. Otherwise they’re sticking up a finger to nothing, forever on the edge of a violent tantrum whose stakes we never know. “Nookie” – if ever a word signalled how old an intended audience was, that’s the one – is as targeted as they get. They were good, I grant them, at packaging that up into noisy, hooky, usefully unspecific grievance bombs. of reflexive bitterness, anger at a world that isn’t giving them what they want. ![]() ![]() How bad is it really? “Rollin’” is one of the worse Limp Bizkit singles, because it moves away from their standard M.O. Back up, tell me what you’re gonna do now! Grit my teeth, reach for the imodium. ![]() In the parade of number ones, between a career-building film star and a girl group’s last-chance classicism, “Rollin’ (Air Raid Vehicle)” is more than a surprise, it’s a dirty protest. ![]() Wes Borland, in skullpaint and bodystocking a guitar-FX Eno to Durst’s reverse Ferry, takes a contrasting approach, conjuring torrents of colonic sludge, shitrush splatter effects and bowl-cracking divebombs. The spoor of Durst, the self-styled chocolate starfish, the anus, is compacted nuggets of resentment, pinched out rabbit-style in single form, delivered with a constipated grunt or haemorrhoidal yelp. “Take my advice,” says Fred Durst on “My Generation”, “you don’t want to step into a big pile of shit.” Wise words.
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