Limp Bizkit - Results May Vary
Fred Durst and his metal warriors return with this, their fourth studio album entitled 'Results May Vary'. Well, results might well vary dependant on how enamored you are by MTV friendly hard rock.
To be fair, Limp Bizkit have never pretended to be anything else. This album is another dose of hard rock mixed with some hip hop/rap influences and The Bizkit, to their credit, don't really care for your sensibilities. They know what sells, and so continue to produce it and power to them.
The trouble is, listening to the album in its entirety, there's so little variety from start to finish that after a while it just slides quietly into the background as another song starts, another heavy bass line followed by a Pantera-style guitar riff. Occasionally, there'll be a little bit of rap to break things up a bit but that's your lot. Now this sort of thing could be enjoyed with some beer, some mates and a boom box, but the other trouble with this album is that it sounds as though no-one here is really enjoying themselves very much at all. It's not that the teenage angst is a problem, at which Durst does quite well and listen to the cover of "Behind Blue Eyes" for proof; no, it's more to do with the guitar riffs and beats sounding overproduced and stifled by a production that is technically excellent but void of any emotion apart from rather unconvincing anger at an unfair world.
Highlights are few and far between. Gimme The Mic is nice little burst of classic Limp Bizkit. Short, sharp and angry, a few more of these and you might have a killer pop/rock album but the band is far too indulgent for that and songs tend to be long, mid-tempo affairs with nothing to distinguish them from the next long, mid-tempo affair and the one after that. You get the picture. It can get quite depressing.
NME called Queens Of The Stone Age's wonderful album 'Songs For The Deaf, "...An album you could live inside for a month". By way of contrast, if you lived inside Results May Vary for a month, you would become angry, depressed, your IQ would probably drop and quite possibly you'd be unable to enjoy any form of music ever again as your receptiveness to experimentation would no doubt be decimated by Limp Bizkit's insistence on a standard formula for their songs. Living inside this album is not recommended. Visit if you must, but please don't stay too long.
It's not all bad news, though. Behind Blue Eyes stands out, nowhere near as good as the original Who version, but it lends a little variety to the proceedings and also presents a small dilemma. Does it stand out because it's a good song, or is merely better than the songs surrounding it? Probably the latter, but it stands out anyway. Red Light - Green Light also sounds quite good, and features Snoop Dog and is a slow bit of hip-hop. Head For The Barricade again is a short sharp slap of rock/rap which lifts the proceedings nicely and gets the foot tapping. Eat You Alive also sounds good, angry and short. Last track Let It Go nearly ends the album on high point, it almost sounds funky at some points, for a few seconds, but it's too little, too late. Perhaps next time around.
Results May Vary is an album for confirmed Limp Bizkit fans. It's not going to win anyone over, but possibly won't disappoint either. A little bit more experimentation, a bit more angry up-tempo pop/rock/rap and a bit less overproduction and it could have been great fun, a great, polished pop/rock album but they tend to overindulge themselves at every opportunity and the album is weighed down by dirge. It'll probably sell by the bucket load. It gets two marks for those few moments where it does sort of come together, and The Who cover is worth a point, just for effort.
Hurrah for the DVD that you will find inside. Though your joy might be short lived, its a nice little extra. Basically, all you get is some extracts from a forthcoming tour video called "Poop". Subtle, isn't it? Filmed in a bewildering array of aspect ratios ranging from fish-eye lenses to 2.35/1, it's guaranteed to play havoc with your TV settings.
It runs for a painfully long 35 minutes and contains the usual tour based jinks intermixed with concert and backstage footage. Quality is variable, ranging from hand held video-cam footage to digitally shot concert footage. The mix seems a little flat, and in stereo only, but then it is only a promo and every expletive is heard loud and clear.
Interestingly, so far anyway, there is no BBFC certificate, as it believes it is 'Exempt From Classification'. Well, some might argue. It is interesting to think that we live in a country where the lucky thirteen year old blessed with pocket money to spend will be legally prohibited from buying, say The Animatrix, but will be able, with the full blessing of the law, to purchase a DVD which shows a band of (possible) role models taking drugs, drinking (far more relevant in a puritanical USA than these booze soaked isles), vomiting, chasing groupies, swearing (lots and lots of swearing) and encouraging scantily clad girls to become even more scantily clad. There's simulated felatio on a lollipop, close up shots of vomit and an unfortunate shitting dog is shown in blood-curdling detail not once, not twice, but thrice. Think of Jackass, but devoid of any humour or stunts. Yes, it really is that bad. Most of the 'naughty' stuff is pixilated, particularly the drug footage but it's clear, even to the most naive, what is going on. This is not a plea for more censorship, far from it, but merely highlighting the inadequacies of a system which is riddled with inconsistencies. But anyway, if you've ever wanted to see grown men pretend to bugger each other with toy lightsabres, 'Poop' looks like it might be the DVD for you.