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Sometimes this band's name is more associated with unfriendly genres like nu/alternative metal, but I simply can't hold anything against their debut album. It was released accurately during death metal boom in USA and Sweden and enriched style's arsenal with new ideas, not that usual back in time.
Although Soul of a New Machine relies more prominently on rhythmic, metallic basics then on a discordant soundscape of the early industrial metal, a fascination with Godflesh's pioneering works is directly mirrored here and there. Fear factory tune their guitars down and let them howl powerfully in a cascade of piercing tremolo-picked lines or thick palm-muted chords, but in a manner you may call "industrial". Riffing is intentionally monotone and robotic, like it is produced by some mechanisms, rather than by beings of flesh and blood. Rumbling bass patterns are very heavy in the mix and raise instant comparisons with Godflesh once again.
Burton C. Bell has a great death metal voice, which excellently suites an idea of industrial-infused death metal. It is not extremely low, but strong nonetheless, often deranged and tortured. And yes... clean vocal parts in death metal? Quite unexpected. Truth must be said that this exact style of a clean singing eventually became common for bands like Limp Bizkit or Slipknot and some accuse Fear factory of bastardizing "righteous" metal with such an innovation. But again, in 1992 this was something new and not standardized by anybody. And it works on the album in question. Clean vocals create a nice contrast to a general musical backbone, so devoid of life and warmth, like a solitary, desperate living soul tries to struggle with a lifeless world, where machines reign, and emotion is a word of no meaning.
This album is very heavy in sound and in some places pace and aggression levels even border on grindcore. Nevertheless, in the first place, I adore songs, on which the band manages to retain a weird sense of melody, based on interactions between somber vocal melodies and mechanistic, heavy instrumentation. Check out "Scumgrief" for a perfect depiction of that feel, this track just lures you into a vortex of a melancholic mood. Scapegoat, mainly intended to unleash ultra-heavy, slicing guitar riffs and commanding guttural death metal snarl upon listener's ears, suddenly has a calm chorus with a despairing vibe, emitted by Bell's clean voice. "Self-Immolation" is my favorite here though. Short and intense, it features an unsettling tremolo-picked melody during the chorus and probably the most disturbing and agonized vocals of the whole record. And I have noted only few stand-out tracks, while there are plenty of them here. "Martyr", "Crash Test" or "Escape confusion" will unavoidably satisfy everyone seeking for the moments of a hysterical head-banging.
Lyrics are quite simple, but a message is interesting and intimidating. You may find a wide array of social-related themes covered, from anti-religion and wrong accusation by the law to depression and even animal testing (Crash Test). That draws even more connections with industrial genre lyrically, with bands like Front Line Assembly or Skinny Puppy being keen on similar dystopian subjects, than to death metal with its usual Satan/gore/violence stuff.
Concluding the review, I may recommend Soul of a New Machine to everybody into extreme metal. Get it straight – back in time it was very refreshing and interesting effort to create death metal version of Godflesh. Throughout the years Fear factory have been losing initial death metal traits, sometimes right to their total extinction (and they reactivated them on Mechanize), but some of their work easily may be of value to adepts of "true" metal, so don't be frustrated by the band's connection with a mass media or alternative metal.
Fear Factory, along with Godflesh and Ministry, is a pioneering industrial metal band that I can’t fucking stand. Their vast influence on later extreme metal is so often overstated considering how grating and repetitive they tend to be: their definitive album Demanufacture not surviving one playthrough in my collection despite it being acquired for pocket change. However their debut still managed to pique my interest, as allegedly Soul of a New Machine confined itself to the harsh realm of death metal without the mechanical attributes of industrial music and unnecessary melodic passages that so taint their later material. Unfortunately, though the band were indeed performing death metal at their earliest stage, their fascination with the static, unpleasant, non-musical industrial movement is pronounced, if not fully implemented, and the album suffers appropriately.
Perhaps the only thing that Soul of a New Machine successfully achieves is a wholly unique atmosphere for its era, as it’s hard to imagine anything else this minimalistic and degenerative about in ’92. Its cold, processed sound and repetitive riff structures punctuated by sampled film clips was surely alien for its time, with only the Napalm Death material of the time being remotely similar in nature. Still, its unique nature is not necessarily appealing, particularly to those fascinated by the increasing complexity brought to death metal, both American and Swedish. Fear Factory’s regressive approach is stifling to the imagination and it’s no wonder that that their post- “Industrial Revolution” works are compared to nu-metal. One can only assume that groups like Drowning Pool and Disturbed were impressed by Fear Factory’s plain yet crushing rhythms and tonal ambiguity, though those others clearly ignored the more extreme portions of Fear Factory’s sound, as you won’t hear any tremolo blasting in any of the derivative works.
That Fear Factory sound roughly alternates between stuttered, yet simple Meshuggah-like patterns and unexpected explosions of Napalm Death-like intensity. The minimal rhythmic approach is supported by Burton C. Bell’s weakened Barney Greenway impression, which nonetheless becomes more appropriate as the album plays on. The tonal ambiguity I find so jarring is that, despite the group’s supposed dedication to providing the most oppressive, dystopian atmosphere possible (in approximation of early Godflesh, which despite my dislike, I can at least admit they achieve what they’d set out to do and probably care little about my opinion on their work), the odd melodic bits glare through the murk and undermine the general dreariness of the record. I had figured that these parts hadn’t been implemented until later in their career (Demanufacture onward), but Burton’s tuneful, if a bit monotonous, clean singing feels out of place on this otherwise singularly discordant piece. Additionally, the subject matter leans toward the personal and juvenile, whereas a more abstract and speculative approach might have been more cogent and appropriate given the musical accompaniment.
There is a forward-thinking ebb and flow to the way these tracks are constructed, with numerous thoughtful riff progressions and a strong, varied approach to percussion that stands out in the wake of future records, where said percussion devolves to match Dino Cazares' uninspiring guitarwork. But repetition is still the fatal flaw, particularly in a track like “Martyr,” which staggers over the same passages over and over again (particularly in the chorus, a mistake to be repeated throughout the album), not to mention has these queer growl-whispering passages from Bell. There’s also an unusual arrangement of the many, many songs on the record, with its slowest tracks occupying the opening slots while the most consistently death metal-ish tracks show up in its final third or so. It is the hybridized middle tracks that tend to be the most memorable, such as “Arise Above Oppression.”
Call me a traditionalist, but I’d probably have preferred a more conventional death metal record, devoid of the experimentation and with a more complicated rhythm section. But as you may not be me (in fact, I’m sure you’re not), this record’s particular atmosphere may provide enough appeal to justify its shortcomings. There is far more depth here than on their future recordings, none of which I can recommend. Its unique qualities may grow on you even should it provide an unimpressive initial listen, though as of this writing, I cannot yet consider myself a fan.
After gracing us with a couple of demo tapes Fear Factory gave us the release that would kick-start their career. With the release of Soul of a New Machine they began a legacy of ever progressing style that started as just another death metal band. The industrial element of this first full length release was kept to a minimum, but present throughout. The overall sound of this album is raw. The guitars sound to me a bit like the overall feel of Left Hand Path by Entombed. The styles aren’t the same at all, just the recorded sound. The death metal elements are a dead on match for the genre in the early nineties.
The album starts out with Martyr, an excellent track in my opinion. There is heavy riffing to bring the album to full steam immediately. Then, sustain is utilized on one note with the high hat to set the beat. Then the spoken words and drum set up the tension. The heavy riff kicks back in and sets you headbanging about your room. The song follows this loosely as a pattern until the finish. Nothing technical or brutal, just death metal, with clean vocals added in for the industrial feel.
Crash Test begins with a grating industrial tinged scraping noise. Some shouting is added into the background as the song surges into a thrashing frenzy. It is a bit repetitive I admit, but halfway through the songs kicks into another equally heavy riff and the tempo is slowed. A bridge ensues and we can take a moment to breathe, and then you’re plummeted straight back into the first riffing. The song is simple in comparison to much other death metal, but there is no denying the urge to get up and move. The lyrics themselves are interesting in the fact that they are about animal testing. The death shout instead of a death growl serve this song well and add to its intensity.
The track Natividad is a break from the metal and a cool approach to the industrial side of the band. The track consists of what sounds like large machinery in a factory. If you listen hard enough you may find a pattern to the jumble of sounds. You might also find yourself imagining that you are witnessing the machines doing their work. This track helped the lay the foundations of the industrial side of Fear Factory’s brand of metal.
The song Suffer Age starts with a high guitar piece tightening up the coils of the track. The bass and drums are added in and a sense of impending chaos becomes more obvious. The intro is greeted with clean vocals in the background. Now the pressure builds as some riffs are introduced while dueling between the guitars and drums. The song then explodes into its death metal glory. The snare beats and the vocals dominate while the guitars tear up the background. A sample is thrown in and the tempo changes without losing momentum. After a short bridge the song kicks back into the death metal sound. Ending abruptly as it started I can only imagine how much fun the pit was when they played this track live.
Desecrate begins with a short battle of riffs between guitar and bass. They join forces and plunge you into a fast and heavy song. The vocals are still the death shout as the rest of the album, however have an added effect worthy of the Fear Factory name. The song then move itself into a more groove oriented, but still heavy as hell section. This alternation takes place twice before a new riff is brought into the mix. The chord progressions are heavy for the whole track no matter where they are played on the fretboard. The riffage continues for a few more quick cycles and then finish abruptly.
I’ve only chosen a few songs, but this is the overall feel for the album. The standard slow and heavy lines are present in most songs. Likewise, the fast mosh oriented progressions are present throughout the whole album. The production quality is pretty high for a band of this nature from this era. If you are looking for a slightly different take on early nineties death metal I recommend picking up this album. Their death metal edge fades away as time passes, but this jewel lives on.
Ah, Fear Factory. The first stepping stone for many a metalhead into the depths of the underground. The nostalgic representation of a metal fan, as he spins Demanufacture or Obsolete and takes his mind back to the days of just discovering the weird and wonderful world of extreme metal. To many reading this, Fear Factory would fall into the echelon of nostalgia – not that this is a bad group to be lumped in, to be truthful, because it’s the kind of band that you can go back to every once in a while and get caught in the industrial-esque delights this band can conjure, and you can reminisce.
As much as all that is truthful (at least, to me), one album that you can’t do such a thing is their overlooked debut Soul Of A New Machine. This is what Fear Factory were before they turned into the plodding, industrial machine they are today (whether or not you figure Transgression fits that mould is discussion for another time). This is them raw; stripped of any direction or path, and just pumping out what they knew, and loving it. Despite their other albums having structure, this one has pure feeling, which makes this album stand out amongst their long history…not just because it’s stylistically separate, but because you can feel the air-thumping aggression within every note, every hit and every vocal line. I wouldn’t say that their subsequent albums are inferior without the bare-boned power on display here, but if you could imagine Obsolete with Soul Of A New Machine’s production values, then that would’ve been one bitching album.
What makes Fear Factory the band that they are would be the vocal deliveries of Burton C. Bell. His mixture of harsh growls (probably the deepest of his career here, as he later went on to use more of a harsh scream) and cleans are vintage Fear Factory, and he implemented that duel style from the very beginning. On paper, something like that wouldn’t work when dealing with such powerful music, but one listen to tracks such as “Big God/Raped Souls” will change your mind. You hear the cleans, but there is no opportunity to say, “well, that didn’t quite work.” Everywhere they’re used, it doesn’t sound forced or off at any stage, which can only be a bonus. Of course, being the outlier album it is, tracks such as “Crash Test” use growls exclusively, so there’s a good ratio of both styles.
The music itself, while quite punishing, is a bit of a mixed bag. On the plus side, Dino could write some really good riffs. The opening to “Leechmaster” is a good example, as the chugging sections lead well into the vocals. This is but one example of a plethora of great riffs scattered throughout. However, when you only have good riffs “scattered” throughout an album that spans for 17 tracks, there’s bound to be a lot of filler and repetitiveness in there. While the so-called filler isn’t at all bad, it can make the impatient listener stop the album before its completion. Particularly the second half of the album, the songs can seemingly blend into one another, because you can feel like you’ve heard it all before in the first half dozen tracks. “Desecrate” in particular, for me, feels like another song. While this is true, like I said, it’s not bad, and for the curious listener, you can find some treasure in amongst the seaweed (1:20 on “W.O.E”). Raymond was already a master at his kit, as shown everywhere here. His playing is not as tight as it was later on (thanks to the lack of Pro-Tools and the 90’s production, more than likely), he completely dominates his drums here to create a pounding percussion monster. Nothing about his playing is truly memorable, but rest assured that none of his playing is redundant, either.
The industrial elements that are used at the forefront later on are more subtle in Soul Of A New Machine. “Natividad”, while not a proper song, contains the most industrial work, even if it is just objects being thrown around. The intro to “Crash Test” is something different, too. Other industrial sections are in the form of speech. I mean, I dare you not to repeat the line in “Crisis”: This is my rifle. There are many like it but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless.
While I’ve made it known that not everything about Soul Of A New Machine is perfect, it’s the very same imperfections that make it the album it is. When you’re in a nostalgic mood, chucking this album on would be low on your pile, but make sure it’s not discarded entirely. This is raw Fear Factory. This is awesome.
Best tracks: Martyr, Crisis, Crash Test, Self Immolation
What we have in “Soul of a New Machine”, Fear Factory’s first-released full-length album (everybody knows the story of “Concrete”), is a recording that truly stood up against the test of time. The following album, “Demanufacture” is often talked about as being their best effort, where they struck it big and began to get serious mainstream success. More often than not, “Soul” is overlooked, which is why I felt it an appropriate time after all these years to give it another spin and review it.
“Soul of a New Machine” has to be one of the most original releases of its time. The fusion of death metal with industrial parts was something that had never been heard before. Even without the unique industrial sound, all the music found on “Soul” is very, very cutting edge for its time. Raymond Herrera is a master of the kit and keeps up an incredible pace, even with the ferocious intensity. There aren’t many blast beats on “Soul” but he still has quite a lot of work to do, and he does this with precision and remains phenomenally tight on the album.
The riffing however, is truly the high point on this album. There’s a little bit of everything scattered all throughout the songs, they’ve had a go at all sorts of things that were very cutting edge for their time. It’s not technical by any means, but boy it works. Rather than individual riffs that blow a persons mind, it’s more the tracks that stand out as a whole, when coming together, the atmosphere and intensity is realised. The bizarre time signatures in songs like “Lifeblind” are almost reminiscent of the early days of Deicide. Guitar harmonies can be heard scattered around as well, like in “Crash Test”, down to the fairly basic structures of the opening “Martyr”. Despite all this experimenting though, the album flows really well, and with subsequent listens, you’ll be finding new and fresh things around the album for a while to come.
Vocalwise, repetitive lyrics work well within the songs. Burton C. Bell’s vocals are certainly not intense in terms of the bands we hear today, but they are still full of atmosphere, and raw emotion. It’s easy to hear the change in pitch and sense his emotions when he’s singing the clean parts. With the heavier vocals, as well as all out growls, there are also time when Burton lessens the intensity to resemble an almost rock kind of style. There is much less subject matter about what made the band famous, the “Man vs. Machine” spectrum. On this release, the angry, hateful feelings of a young band starting out and finding out about harsh lessons and getting a raw deal in life and relationships are evident.
One part that I especially enjoy is the production. It’s a very heavy album for its time, and all the instruments shine through clearly. The drums hit through very powerfully and stand out, and though the bass is a bit weak, that can be forgiven due to the recordings age. The guitar is clear enough and riffs can be made out easily without any struggle like some earlier death metal recordings by other bands.
Something else that can be said regarding this album, is the phenomenal value for money. At 55 minutes of pure, good death metal, it’s double the length of your average modern death metal album (and in a lot of cases, double the quality too).
There aren’t many low parts to the album, but for those that are there, the only low light is that there seem to be a couple of filler tracks that just don’t hold my attention. The band seemed to have dropped the intensity and creativity on a few of the tracks and this deducts from the score. But, those are rare and the quality is present on most of the songs.
So here is a death metal album that I actually enjoy and is still good to listen to after 16 years of advancements in the death metal genre. A must have for fans of the genre, or of Fear Factory.
“The light that burns twice as bright burns for half as long.” - Eldon Tyrell
In case you were wondering, the aforementioned quote is from Blade Runner, arguably the most acclaimed science fiction film of all time. Set in the post-apocalyptic Los Angeles of 2019, the film depicts the decadence of western society into an inhumane, industrial waste land full of darkness, acid rain and decay. Now, you’re also probably wondering what the hell this has to do with Fear Factory’s debut album Soul of a New Machine, so let me try and explain. Like the city of Los Angeles in Blade Runner, Soul of a New Machine is a harsh, technology dominated realm; a death metal machine infused with various industrial and electronic elements. Such a unique fusion of raw, inhospitable death metal with industrial and electronic subtlety was completely unprecedented at the time, and still to this very day, few have been able to match the machine.
With its cold, calculated gears all meshing together for just under an hour, Soul of a New Machine has a lot to offer. From the grating, Godflesh influenced riffing and melodies on “Leechmaster,” to the abrasive, up-tempo chaos of “Flesh Hold,” this album is loaded with many, memorable tracks. However, “Flesh Hold” is more than just an aggressive slab of Napalm Death inspired insanity. It was actually through this track, that I began to draw the similarities between Blade Runner and Soul of a New Machine. Amidst the hammering, double bass and ferocious tremolo picking, is a sample taken from one of the greatest scenes in the film where Roy Batty, a genetically manufactured human being, a machine, demands for more life, “I want more life, fucker.” This is just one of the many samples infused into the machine which really enhance the harsh, mechanical atmosphere of the album. The early 90’s production job also heightens the mechanized, synchronized feel and while the members themselves believe the poor production value didn’t help the sound of the drums, I feel everything fuses together brilliantly. Raymond’s barrages of double bass, hammering grooves and blast beats have been given a real industrialized tone to them as a result of the production as well as the use of drum triggers. Overall, his drumming isn’t that complicated or the most technical and he usually just sticks to playing fairly standard beats and rhythms as well as lots of single stroke double-bass work and fills.
The duel strains of ruthlessly executed old school death metal and industrial merge together perfectly in “Scumgrief,” my personal favourite track. The song opens with a crushing chord progression injected with short, intense bursts of double kick and tremolo picking. Natural and pinch harmonics are later added to the mix giving the song a refreshing melodic touch, which are layered together with Dino’s scathing guitar work. “Scumgrief” also displays excellent dynamic variation both instrumentally and vocally, with Burton alternating between aggressive, raspy grunts and growls and softer, clean vocal passages. His clean vocals, despite becoming a little repetitive at times are executed really, really well; I can’t stress that enough. Tracks like “Martyr,” “Scapegoat,” “Lifeblind,” and “Big God/Raped Souls” achieve a well-balanced mix between Bell’s twin vocal abilities and add an energizing burst of melody to their harsh, industrialized soundscape. “Crash Test” has also been given an intense melodic flare with long, harmonized tremolo picking sections followed by a crushing, half-time groove. This is one of the few, more memorable riffs found throughout the album as I find it is the songs as a whole that stand out rather than individual sections.
Another stand out is “W.O.E.” another brutal, grindcore influenced track characterized by the opening section of eerie, discordant guitar leads, raw, extreme tempo grinding and another sample. The song is structured solidly and features various shifts in tempo and time signature as well as excellent guitar work. Dino shows great variation between haunting leads, brutal palm-muted chugging and vicious tremolo picking onslaughts and is one of his strongest performances on the album. These traits are found throughout most songs as well as brutal, heavily distorted bass lines also provided by Dino, which give songs like “Crisis” and “Suffer Age” a massive crunch to them.
Despite becoming a bit repetitious at times and being a bit long-winded in length, Soul of a New Machine is overall, a truly excellent album. This is Fear Factory at their most raw and ruthless; this is the machine when all its gears and pistons synchronized together perfectly; this is when, they were “burning twice as bright.”
The most notable things about Fear Factory's first album are that it is a full-fledged death metal album, that it has industrial and electronic influences far ahead of its time, and that it's clearly heavily influenced by early grindcore and doom bands. It's very dated, but I'd say still worth listening to. But it is dated. That dating is earmarked by a lot of things; most obviously the early '90s production (though it has a colder, more mechanical feel than most), the somewhat clumsy song structures, particularly when attempting to add more experimental elements, and the somewhat strange shoehorning of samples into the album's whole. There's a lot of content here to uncover: seventeen tracks, nearly an hour total; but it is, again, something worth uncovering, even though it does have its weaker moments.
Even at this stage of their career, Fear Factory was a heavily melodic band. Many of the tracks here feature (very good) clean vocals, and there are numerous breaks full of melodic riffs and electronic effects. 'Soul Of A New Machine', at times, sounds more like an industrial album than a death metal album; there's a huge amount of layering and careful crafting in these songs. Where other death metal bands were content to essentially hit record and put songs together, Fear Factory saw a song as an opportunity to express something very multi-layered, and they wasted no moment in adding as many effects and ideas as possible to each. The result is a little mixed; about a quarter of the tracks are forgettable, where the rest half wander between good to classic. But hey, it was a real experiment in a time in death metal where the genre was just really starting to find itself, so you can forgive some flaws when a band is as ambitious as this. The fact that even half the material is still so good is a damn nice ratio to maintain after sixteen years.
It's a good thing that they managed to get things put together so well, because this album is really much more than the sum of its parts. This is not a release with many memorable riffs or vocal passages (apart from the clean refrains). It's an album that depends on structure and interaction between elements to carry it when the elements on their own are pretty average. It's for this reason that the most conventional death metal tracks tend to be some of the weakest; the last few tracks in particular seem to be where the band ran out of industrial ideas and just went for the death metal jugular, and they kind of fail. Other, more melodic tracks are rousing successes though. 'Leechmaster' is probably one of the best combinations of brutality and Godflesh-inspired melody, executed through riffing instead of clean vocals, surprisingly enough. Speaking of those cleans, the band knew what they were doing; they just start to become a bit overused when 'Scumgrief' incorporates them yet again, when they throw a curveball with industrial noise track 'Natividad' and majestically crushing CLASSIC 'Big God/Raped Souls' and its martial drumming and heavenly clean vocal accompaniment.
'Arise Above Oppression' shows just how influenced the band was by Napalm Death; Burton C. Bell seems to be doing his best Barney Greenway impression, and the overall feel is that of an industrialized Napalm Death track. There's a bunch of other really good tracks on the album; 'Self Immolation' has awesome drumming and effects, 'W.O.E.' is a great, brutal track, and 'Flesh Hold' is pretty instantly recognizable due to its outro sample. The album really does manage to keep coming up with something new just when you think they're all out of ideas. The playing from every member is pretty awesome, with a special emphasis on Raymond Herrera, who's pretty goddamn amazing throughout. He'd only been playing drums for two years when he recorded this album, and he's an absolute monster with those tight industrial rhythms as well as blasts and double bass.
'Soul Of A New Machine' is still a really great album. It's a bit unwieldy with its length; the last three tracks could have been cut off with no trouble; but all in all, it's remarkable how well its stood up. You can NEVER confuse this with something coming out recently; there's too many awkward, unsure moments, evidencing itself as a release from when everything here was a very unique and progressive thing. While the latter may no longer be true, the former may be; I've never heard another industrial metal band with an album that sounds like the perfect soundtrack to the 'real Earth' landscapes of 'The Matrix'. Beautifully atmospheric, powerful, and brutal; it has everything that is necessary to have true staying power in heavy metal scene. I still love it, even after years of plays.
Now let's talk about death metal when it used to rule. Case study here: Fear Factory.
This album pretty much defines early 90's style death metal. This reminds us of the young days of death metal when it was still a growing art. Everything about this album is old school death metal... just a very un-technical and unorthodox style of it.
Many consider Fear Factory as being one of the first death metal bands to incorporate clean vocals into their music as well as random samples and stock footage usage. I can't debate that necessarily, but from what I've heard from other bands, Fear Factory seems to be one of the earlier bands to experiment with death metal. This is what made this band stand out within the death metal community back in the days....
Well, minus the terrible production (those guitars sound so goddamn hollow!), this still stands the test of time as a well composed album. I like to look at it as industrial death metal for it's use of samples and diabolical growls. Some tracks on this CD are essential for listening like the classic "Scapegoat." It really defines how death metal was back in the 90's. Other tracks, like “Crisis” incorporate movie samples and have a huge use of clean vocals that give off this somber industrial feel. If you really want to hear Burton C. Bells sickest growls, turn to "Escape Confusion..." those first few growls through the beginning of the song must be some of the most heathen growls he's ever belched. If you would like to hear blast beats, then take a listen to "Suffer Age", which is the most intense track on the CD because of it's shift from blast to thrashy beats.
Though there are great tracks on the CD, there are some tracks which don't seem to play in full, at least, on my stereo. Those are not worth mentioning but if you do decide to take a listen to this CD, you'll realize what those tracks are (such as "Crash Test" and "Life Blind.")
Overall, this is essential for any death metal fan, it’s not the most technical death metal album, but it's definitely worth the money to buy and own. If you're interesting in getting into Fear Factory, then this isn't the best album to first get into. This is not what Fear Factory has been famous for; their next album is best to start with and shows what they will soon evolve into...
Ear Candy: Martyr, Leechmaster, Scapegoat, Crisis, Scumgrief, Big God/Raped Souls, Suffer Age...
Now this isn't Fear Factory's first release (their first one was Concrete but was released in 2002) but it still shows how truly potential they are. This is Fear Factory before Demanufacture. That's right, they are just some other Death Metal band out there. But I have nothing against them in this album.
Here, we have 17 recorded tracks for this album. All of these songs are quite incessantly brutal but there are some melodies in some of the tracks. Standouts of SOANM are the opener Martyr, Scapegoat, Crisis, Scumgrief, and Self Immolation. Martyr opens up with a quite brutal riff that jumps into soft, but guttural grunting and then it starts getting aggressive. Scapegoat goes on relentlessly on how a person is wrongfully accused and took the blame for a cause gone wrong. The basslines here are powerful, the guitars get distorted, the drumming blasts up mercilessly, and the vocals are unforgiving. These songs all have the intensity and ruthless aggression that will send you falling into a bottomless pit.
SOANM does have its weak points. The production is very weak and I tried to put my CD player to the maximum volume. But it still felt soft to my ear and I wasn't happy. The production also made the drums sound like tin cans. That made me even more unhappy.
This is my review of the original version of SOANM. Finally there is a remastered version of this album with better and improved production. But then again, it is pointless already to get the remastered version. Oh, well...
This album brings back great memories when death metal ruled the world, before it was slowly choked by the ever–deepening wash of nu–metal sewage. Yes, Fear Factory have gone further and further down that rotten sewer themselves, but back in 1992 when this was released, they not only had credibility, they were credited with inventing a fresh new sound.
Mixing the industrial tinges of Ministry and Godflesh, the ripping guitar sounds of Exhorder and Entombed, the intense percussive fury of Obituary, and a vocalist who could sing like Bruce Dickinson and death grunt like Chuck Schuldiner, Fear Factory had the metal world at their feet. The building menace of "Martyr", the brutality of "Crash Test/Scumgrief/Self Immolation" (actually, just insert any track from the album you want there), and the intelligently chosen and utilised samples still make this album an essential listen today.
The track "Leechmaster" is perfect for getting over bad relationships. There's nothing more satisfying than screaming "I loved you once, now go away. I loved you once, please stay away" at the top of your lungs when someone has hurt you.
A good mix of hardcore (verging on grindcore) aggression, metallic fury, electronic subtlety, and thought provoking lyrics. After listening to this, newer fans of the band may perhaps see why old school fans want a return to the good old days. Very rarely has death metal been done like this since.