When Aaron Lewis isn’t crooning, croaking, and moaning mournfully about how really shitty the world is and how much he doesn’t like it, he’s screaming.
It’s just a live CD (plus some other stuff) of Spooky Ruben. It’s pop. Whatever. But amongst that “other stuff” is something that really gets me, down deep.
With distorted vocals, crisp drums, crunching guitars, and samples, Immune is a chaotic picture littered with the debris of a culture rapidly destroying itself.