Released by: Napalm Records
Release Date: April 15, 2016
Genre: Hard Rock/ARTcore
Otep Shamaya â€“ vocals
Ari Mihalopoulos – guitar
Justin Kier – drums
Andrew Barnes – touring bass
2. Feeding Frenzy
3. Lords of War
5. In Cold Blood
7. God is a Gun
8. Equal Rights, Equal Lefts
9. No Color
11. Generation Doom
12. On the Shore
Otep has never shied away from spitting venom at the people or subjects she doesnâ€™t agree with.
She has always been lyrically vocal with her disdain for religion, the government, predatory men, poverty and sexual abuse. And when it comes to her music, she has maintained a strong credible aggression even at the low points in her discography. But her biggest strength has always been her volcanic, Karen Crisis-esque growly shriek vocals.Â So when she mixes these things effectively with pop sensible songwriting hooks, her best albums always manage to cook a combustible heavy metal stew and she brings this mercurial recipe to her latest release, Generation Doom, with some of her finest song writing to date.
A shout out should be given to her recent band lineup, Ari Mihalopoulos on guitar,Â drummer Justin Kier, and bassist Andrew Barnes, who she has credited in interviews as having helped her refocus and find the strength in her music again, which was either lacking or unconvincing on her last couple of albums.
â€śI donâ€™t give a FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!â€ť is the albums opening salvo on the first track, â€śZeroâ€ť, with Otep pulling the tension in her vocal chords to a breaking point and producing that radioactive bellow that has always been unique to her. When you hear Otep, you never mistakenly believe that youâ€™re listening to the new Halestorm album.
The album then plows forward into the short, but mosh-pit ready, â€śFeeding Frenzyâ€ť which chugs along at a steady pace, keeping the albumâ€™s momentum strong, even if it is a little repetitive.
The sound then dips low and quiet for the beginning of â€śLords of Warâ€ť, and if you have any common sense at all, you know that the songâ€™s deceptive restraint is only leading to a burst of fury once the chorus kicks in. She pounds the listenerâ€™s ears with the anthemic â€śIâ€™d rather be in battle, than at peace/Iâ€™d rather be a wolf than a sheepâ€ť, giving off a strange self-help, believe-in-yourself type sentiment that will make you want to pick up arms and declare war on all of the challenges of your day.
Then there is the strange-but completely appropriate-cover of Lordeâ€™s â€śRoyalsâ€ť and it is a pleasant surprise.
A lot of Otepâ€™s themes have revolved around a blue-collar struggle, so to hear her shriek, â€śWe will never be royals!!…You can call me Queen Bee!!â€ť she really makes the song her own, without sacrificing the message of the original. It works really well.
When the album comes around to â€śEqual Rights, Equal Leftsâ€ť, things falter a bit.
A song that angrily protests homosexual discrimination, â€śEqual Rights, Equal Leftsâ€ť starts off well enough, wrangling a decent head-nodding beat overlaid with a synth sound that would be comfortable in a Terminator film. As it starts to feel like itâ€™s going somewhere a little different-maybe a recitation of one of her dark poems-she then starts to rap…and her lyrics are devoured by the predator of ham fistedness, dragging the album back into Nu-metal, circa Limp Bizkit 1998.
â€śI can make you famous too/
but you tremble at/
the thought of that/
Iâ€™ve seen more spine in jellyfish/
thatâ€™s an invertebrate/
Also, â€śGet one thing straight/Iâ€™m not.â€ť
Yep. Thatâ€™s an actual lyric in this song.
I do think that itâ€™s commendable Otep is trying to make a battle cry for the lesbian community to fight back against discrimination, but that sentiment is blast cratered by frat boy lines like â€śIâ€™ll always get more pussy than you!â€ť
Thankfully, she brings things back to a pleasant, thunderous reality with â€śGeneration Doomâ€ť, which is probably one of the best tracks she has ever made. It is completely devoid of the hip-hop sensibilities that leak into a lot of her catalogue in favor of a straightforward thrash and doom aesthetic. It gallops along angrily before dipping the listener deep into the ether of Drop Z tuning for a middle that is cripplingly doom flavored. This was strange to hear on an Otep album, but worked astonishingly well and made me hope that in the future they will explore this sound more. Frankly, itâ€™s my favorite track on the album.
The album closes with the chilly, but catchy â€śOn The Shoreâ€ť and seems to bring the album to a close on a solid note. Unfortunately, Otep is still a slave to the old trope of having a â€śhidden trackâ€ť buried under 10 minutes of silence, and here, after ending things nicely, she recites one of her coffeehouse poems she has put onto each of her albums. Iâ€™ve never been a fan of these, as they always seemed to be more free-association-college-angst than actual poetry, but if it tickles your pickle, you will enjoy this one as much as any of her others. And now that Iâ€™ve heard it, Iâ€™ll just skip it from now on and jump back to the beginning to take this uneven, but very enjoyable, ride all over again.
Written by: David Locklear
Rating: David Â 7/10