Posts Tagged ‘The Deftones’

29. Zwan – The Number Of The Beast

Some days you wake up wondering how many straight punches to the face you can unflinchingly take before your instinct kicks in and you crumble to the floor like a sack of anemic tomatoes. Then you get all confused trying to figure out which option hurts a whole lot less and you’d probably sink in the armchair, desperately holding on to a cigarette. At that time you’d be well advised to play this track; the fact that it is a cover of an Iron Maiden classic only adds to the cruelty of life that Zwan’s version briefly soothes.

28. Super Furry Animals – The Man Don’t Give A Fuck

I sometimes wonder if I scourge the web for bands with ridiculous monikers and force myself to appreciate their music. Rhys, Bunford, Pryce, Ciaran and Ieuan (Super Furry Animals) laugh uproariously at such contrived pop psychology with this amazing track released on Out Spaced, a collection of their B-sides and rarities. It even boasts of a grand chorus that samples Steely Dan’s Showbiz Kids. One of those precious moments during the Nineties when quasi-juvenility lent itself to a mean artistic streak. Isn’t it remarkable how everybody takes any side but that of the censorship board? Makes me want to have faith in humanity and stuff.

27. Belleruche – It’ll Come

Belleruche lovingly evolves Nineties blue-eyed soul into something funkier and far more soulful. In 2007 Kathrin deBoer, Ricky Fabulous and DJ Modest put out possibly the best album in their label Tru Thoughts’ brief history. You should go out of way to pick up their album – Turntable Soul Music. Matter of fact send them an email or give them a shout-out on Facebook and tell them how awesome they are. I bet they’d be all “ah shucks, thanks…do you want a free CD?” but you should refuse and pay for it anyway.

26. Tricky & Martina Topley Bird – Hell Is Around The Corner

The coolness of Tricky’s deeply breathed poetry has found an irresistible bedmate in Martina Bird’s sweaty and sultry cooing. Go back to when Don Henley paired up with Patty Smyth in 1992 to sing about how sometimes love just isn’t enough. Remember how unholy and irritating that was? This has the exact opposite effect. Great video too.

25. Solace – Mother Godzilla (Download)

Just so you know, New Mexico-based MeteorCity Records is home to plenty of great stoner rock bands. Now, Solace comprises a bunch of unruly guys from Jersey Shore who pay proper respect to the almighty riff. Their sound is gargantuan with downtuned rhythm sections exploding like heavy metal shrapnel over fiery solos. Mother Godzilla, from the ultra cool Destroysall (A Tribute To Godzilla) album, wakes from its fuzzy slumber around the 1:15 min mark and launches itself into a superlative free metal jam that haunts as much as it rocks.

24. Broken Bells – Mall and Misery

Broken Bells is all that and then some. The talents of Brian J. Burton a.k.a Danger Mouse and James Mercer (The Shins) mix like green candles and decent sex. Dueling vocals effortlessly, one sulky and the other cherubic, drip through a bubbling canvas of warm snares and quirky electronics on this track; and once again, my minions, we stand a good chance of getting our ears wetted by sticky sweet pop goodness.

23. Dead Can Dance – Ubiquitous Mr Lovegrove (Live in Hague)

Singer/composer Lisa Gerrard and multi-instrumentalist Brendan Perry were the purveyors of neo-classical medieval pop exotica that caused the wind chill to bite through a large chunk of underground goth clubs during the Nineties. In this 2005 live version of a Dead Can Dance classic, Brendan and Lisa revisit those incredible double reed instruments, tripped-out percussion arrangements and ethereal vocals that reach such heights it’s a wonder how Enya could sleep at night knowing she was making more money than these guys.

22. Soulfly & Tom Araya – Terrorist

If I was a super villain with access to thousands of vicious flying monkeys, I’d watch them wreak havoc on the general populace while listening to this. Max Cavalera and Tom Araya were once Ares and Hephaestus of the thrash metal scene and they have proudly shown it off in Soulfly’s Primitive album. They shred their throats dry over Roy Mayorga’s apocalyptic percussion blasts and frenzied four-stringed riffing to create an atmosphere so brutal that the least you should do after the track ends is watch a Kim Ki-Duk film. Fly, my monkeys, fly.

21. Air – Playground Love

Air’s possibly one of the underrated electronic duos out there; problem being when they’re ordinary, they sound truly horrendous, but when in form they sound like a distant male cousin of Cocteau Twins with a voracious appetite for trespassing uncommon grounds in the electronica genre. They were in spectacular form during the recording for the Virgin Suicides’ soundtrack and it shows in this moody gem with its sleepy-eyed saxophone licks coaxing us to beg for more. You can move on to Cherry Blossom Girl and Alone In Kyoto after this.

20. The Deftones & Maynard James Keenan – Passenger

Barring the ferocity of My Own Summer, The Deftones never sounded as compelling as they did on the 2001 album – White Pony. This had so many fantastic tunes that picking just of the lot should rightfully be both insidious and misleading…if it weren’t for Maynard James Keenan absolutely tearing the goddam roof off with a jaw dropping vocal performance on this , of course. “Ahhhhhhhh I’m your passsssengerrrrr”.

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The 'James Keenan Maynard' experience

Layne Staley, Mike Patton and James Keenan Maynard were the first batch of musicians I slavishly worshipped. I played their albums till my technologically-impaired Panasonic system bled with familiarity and sang praises in their names to anyone who bothered to listen. James Keenan Maynard in particular had a major influence in shaping my musical inclination. My Gmail ID even namedrops one of Tool albums, which just about makes me a bigger loser than that dude who sold his kid on eBay to buy Bruce Dickinson’s jockstraps (stop googling, that didn’t actually happen). Fronting bands like Tool, A Perfect Circle, Puscifer and Children of the Anachronistic Dynasty, he created a niche for himself as the reclusive enigma of alternative metal who could go from a whisper to blood-curdling scream, and make it sound like provocative manuscripts without which our lives would be emptier. At times he wore blue makeup and adorned prosthetic breasts on stage, but thankfully, through several incarnations, Maynard rose above such momentary lapses in irony through his music.


Tool sounded a lot like King Crimson would have if they had still been  relevant during the Nineties. While wussies like Eddie Vedder, Bono and James Hetfield were milking dead horses by singing about dead girlfriends and bad memories with their Xeroxed vocals, these guys came along and kidnapped the collective consciousness and fed it something substantial. Not that singing about Jungian psychology and Aristotelian concepts gives any sort of credibility to the music, but when it sounds as spectacular as it does on their albums (especially Ænima and Lateralus), who in their right mind would deny themselves of such an experience. Maynard’s vocal prowess on tracks like Reflections, Prison Sex, The Pot and Forty Six & Two are yet to be surpassed by any other, but it isn’t all about Maynard. Guitarist Adam Jones, bassist Justin Chancellor and drummer Danny Carey bring with them a wall of noise that creeps up from behind you and knocks your teeth down your throat, sometimes pausing to serenade you with somber moments. I’m not one for philosophizing through music so you can read this, this and that to know about Maynard’s exploration of the consciousness through heavy metal’s most progressive sons.

A Perfect Circle

People who were turned off by Tool’s vigorous experimentation fell in love with A Perfect Circle’s debut Mer De Norms. It was a lot like Tool’s melodic side, but about four minutes shorter. What they lacked in originality by following the “verse chorus verse chorus bridge louder verse” pattern was more than made up for by their tighter-than-a-duck’s-arse arrangements that made it impossible for us to resist drooling all over them. From the masterful guitar strokes in Judith to the gorgeous crescendos in Orestes, everything felt so perfectly timed, even peaking to reach Joy Division’s level of greatness. Their next album Thirteenth Step had them momentarily breaking free of the pattern on tracks like Noose, Blue and The Nurse Who Loved Me, drawing us closer to their music with spirited string arrangements and haunting atmospheric passages. APC’s third album – Emotive – had them playing neat covers, including classics by Led Zeppelin, Marvin Gaye and screaming punksters Crucifix. The original tracks – Passive and Counting Bodies Like Sheep – are undoubtedly the cream of the lot, intense as hell and furious as the fire burning in it. A Perfect Circle’s finest moment for me however is the brilliant Acoustica, an unplugged bootleg album recorded by one of their fans. It features six songs from their debut, two from their sophomore and a cover of Tool’s love letter to religious nihilism – Eulogy. The acoustic version of Three Libras is the stuff that would have had Wes Bentley clutching his knees in fetal position and weeping, unable to stomach the beauty of it all. Also, Troy Van Leeuwen and Paz Lenchantin should never stop creating music together.


Puscifer, previously known as Umlaut, finds James Keenan Maynard fiddling around with electronica and the very ambidextrous post-industrial genre. He claims to be the only permanent member of the band and has once said “it is simply a playground for the various voices in my head, a space with no clear or discernible goals”. Possible self-gimmickry besides, he crafted a couple of gems under this outfit. Revelations 22:20, first heard on Len Wiseman’s Underworld soundtrack compiled together by Danny Loher, has him taking to electronica as hungry eyes would to expensive thighs, pacing the verses at an unfamiliar tempo, sounding more like a lounge remix of an APC’s song. Their debut V For Vagina comes off as cheesy despite its apparent esotericism; thankfully, tracks like Indigo Children and The Undertaker pull the album back from the abyss.

Children of the Anachronistic Dynasty

Now on to some of his earlier and more obscure stuff. A long-haired blonde Maynard led the way for the lo-fi Children of the Anachronistic Dynasty (CAD) by handling vocals, bass, and the drum machine while some dude called Kevin Horning played guitar. They even released independent cassette tape in 1986 called Fingernails, with evidence of Maynard’s obsession with transcendence in tracks like the sparsely-woven dub track 25 Hours in which he asks, “Give me 25 hours a day, one more hour to ask why”. Vaguely interesting only for those who with official membership access to the cult of Maynard.


A year later in 1987 CAD metamorphosed into a fully-fledged band called the TexA.N.S. when Chris Horning brought on-board his brother Todd Horning to handle rhythm guitar duties, Stan Henderson to slap some bass, and Tom Geluso to keep a steady beat going. Their Dog House EP sounds more polished than the Fingernails tape, with the perversely entertaining Suburban Death Trip and premonitory tribute to Queens of the Stone Age in the form of Social Declination. Weirdly though, Maynard sounds like Lemmy Kilmister without the badass growl, but the Horning brothers pack enough punch in their rhythm sections to make this sort of work.

Shandi’s Addiction

Shandi’s Addiction was formed to contribute to Mercury Records’ Kiss My Ass: Classic Kiss Regrooved album, a collection of songs, in my opinion, better than any of the originals. Check it out if fancy bands Nineties’ lost rockers like Dinosaur Jr, The Lemonheads and Gin Blossoms. Anyway the band comprised Maynard, Tom Morello and Brad Wilk from RATM and uber-bass guru Billy Gould from Faith No More. Their contribution to the album, a solid version of Calling Dr. Love, is not the highlight of the lot but certainly not the worst, thanks to Lenny Kravitz and Garth Brookes doing what they do best – sing with the intensity of Dalai Lama on Ritalin.

Axis Of Justice Concert Series

Axis Of Justice, a non-profit organization co-founded by musicians Serj Tankian and Tom Morello, ran a concert series, hoping more people would listen to their cause and make this world a better place or whatever. Maynard opened the show with a rousing version of U2’s Where The Streets Have No Name. Not fantastic or anything, but considering Bono sang the original, even David Hasselhoff could have done a better job.

(with) The Deftones

The Deftones’ White Pony album featured them in their most expansive mood. On the track Changes (In The House Of Flies), Chino Moreno’s dueling vocals with Maynard gives shoegazing a well-deserved spot in alternative metal. The track also features guitarist Stephen Carpenter showing both technical mastery and passion, something that cannot be taken for granted, considering musicians like Satriani and Malmsteen have made a career out of being blind to one of them.

(with) Green Jelly

Heh. I didn’t know it was him singing the “not by the hair of my chinny chin chin” falsetto line in the hilariously metal anthem – Three Little Pigs. Kickass song by the Grammy-winning (gulp) Green Jelly too!

(with) Tori Amos

Apparently Tori Amos and James Keenan Maynard came up with the arrangement to their version of Muhammad My Friend an hour before performing it. Even more unfortunate is that the guys recording the video act like they snorted a wicked mix of coke and wood shavings before recording it. I cannot determine the extent of awesomeness with such poor clarity now, can I?

(with) David Bowie

Bring Me The Head Of The Disco King, undoubtedly the best song on the Underworld soundtrack, has Maynard collaborating with the artist previously known as Ziggy Stardust. A little theatrical at times, but immensely fun to listen to, with the two great vocalists trading lines of each other in style. Plus, John Frusciante shows up and dazzles during the bridge.


A Perfect Circle – Three Libras (Acoustica version)

James Keenan Maynard – Where The Streets Have No Name


Tool – Prison Sex, 46 & 2, Reflections, Sober, Rosetta Stoned

A Perfect Circle – Orestes, Passive, Counting Bodies Like Sheep, Nurse Who Loved Me, Noose (DVD version)

Children of the Anachronistic Dynasty – 25 Hours

TexA.N.S. – Suburban Death Trip, Social Declination

Shandi’s Addiction – Calling Dr Love

The Deftones & Maynard – Changes (In The House Of Flies)

Green Jelly & Maynard – Three Little Pigs

Tori Amos & Maynard – Muhammad, My Friend

David Bowie, John Frusciante & Maynard – Bring Me The Head Of The Disco King


Tool’s discography

A Perfect Circle’s discography

Axis Of Justice Concert Series 1

The Deftones’ White Pony

Underworld Soundtrack

Green Jelly’s Cereal Killer Soundtrack

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