Here’s a blast from the past: recently reunited 90’s rapcore band Limp Bizkit will be entering the studio in a couple of weeks. Scratch that – frontman Fred Durst says they “feel very confident” that they will be recording their new album in a couple of weeks. What’s the matter, Fred? Having trouble locking down some studio time to record ten tracks of excessive distortion and godawful “rap” that you apparently think we are all clamoring for?
Durst’s red Yankees cap must be cutting off circulation to his brain if he thinks that Limp Bizkit is still a viable competitor in today’s music market. Yes, the band was quite a success in the late nineties, but if he thinks that his old fanbase is going to buy his crappy old band’s crappy new record, he’s got another thing coming. First off, anyone who does want to hear a washed up nuisance spit rhymes that sound like the product of a middle schooler sniffing a whole bunch of glue, they will download it illegally. Secondly, his old fanbase has dispersed – the preteens of Y2K (myself included) who had yet to discover good music and were left giggling at “Nookie” have grown up and now joke about their youthful follies, such as buying Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavored Water.
Fred Durst is a punchline, not a creative force. Although anyone who has seen this clip of Durst “shredding” must admit he certainly has his own style. In this case, though, it’s not a good thing.