Throwback Series: Slipknot – The Beginning of My Metal Life
From Boy Bands to Men of Metal
For the past few months, the members of Slipknot have been posting what we hope to be vague teases and hints for a new album across their various social media platforms. Percussionist M. Shawn Crahan, a.k.a. Clown, posted a photo of a bagged mask on Instagram that instantly sent fans into a tizzy. Could this be a reveal for the next chapter in Slipknot’s outstanding career? Vocalist Corey Taylor interviewed with Musik Universe while in Montreal and stated “2019. Sometime in that year, we will definitely be recording it. We’ll finish writing it, recording it, and be ready to go out on the road.”
Hearing those precious words that the new album will indeed be coming within the next year sent my maggoted heart into a state of rushed beating. It’s finally happening, I am getting a new album! In those exact moments a feeling of nostalgia followed by disbelief filled my body. Yes, I was getting a new album, one that will hopefully give me the feeling of joy, and help me get through my sometimes intense days. That’s when it hit me. I realized that with all the new genres, and artists I have been delving into this year I haven’t made time for my old friends. That’s right, I admit that I haven’t listened to my favorite artist in months. *hangs head in shame*
Needing to rectify this situation I headed over to Spotify and found the album I was looking for. Slipknot, the self-titled album which was released on June 29th, 1999. Fast forward six years to 2005 and we will find a fifteen-year-old high school freshman adorned in her favorite Tripp pants and customary black hoodie at her then boyfriend’s house, eating pepperoni Hot Pockets on a Friday evening, because what else is there to do in Walkertown, NC. I remember Jason playing “Duality” and I was immediately like “Who is that god with the voice I want to hear for the rest of my days.”
Needless to say, before I left his house that evening he burned me a copy of Slipknot, and Volume Three. The second I walked through the doors of my home, I barricaded myself in my room and didn’t emerge until Monday morning when I had to return to school. This album was entrancing. I distinctly remember playing the opening track “742617000027” on repeat for hours because I was in love with the hypnotic feel of the music. I didn’t have the slightest inkling of how that one track was going to take my taste in music from my beloved boy bands to men of metal!
The second thing to catch my ears from this album was the percussion. Don’t get me wrong, I had obviously heard numerous percussion instruments from my high school football field as the marching band practiced, but this was the first time I had felt the percussions in my bones. Who knew that some beer kegs and a bass drum could make sounds like that! The first few seconds of the second track “(sic)” brought out those tones, and who can forget in “Eyeless” when I first heard a Nu Metal DJ! Sid Wilson, and then, of course, Craig Jones a.k.a 133, who comes up with some out of this world samples. One of the reasons I enjoy this band so much is because of the random, high pitch noises, and sounds that are admitted throughout the track. The self-titled album just continued on and on, bringing the music I had never imagined even existed to my ears. As far as I had been concerned, there was no music outside of the oldies rock and country my parents listened to, and then the pop groups I had loved. “Surfacing”, “Spit It Out”, “Liberate”, “Eyeless”, all those songs opened my mind to places I never knew existed. The fact that I wouldn’t even know who these people were without the random music of my ex-boyfriend still baffles me to this day.
Fast forward yet again, and I finally got the chance to see my heroes in on February 9th, 2009. Trivium and Coheed and Cambria were the supporting acts on the ALL HOPE IS GONE tour, much to the delight of my ever-evolving music tastes. We got there super early, and you best believe this chunky girl ran all the way to the front of the stage! The moment that red curtain was drawn up and I caught my first glimpse of Jim, the first thought that crossed my mind was “Holy shit this dude is tall!”
I can honestly say finding Slipknot completely broadened my taste in music. I’m no longer the one-genre pre-teen who loves all white attire. Finding Nu Metal and Metal as a whole really brought out the true person in me. To this very day, Slipknot is still and will remain my favorite band. I proudly show off my nine-pointed star, and the small tribute to late bassist Paul Grey, which resides just over my right elbow. I am anxiously awaiting any news that pertains to the future of the band, and any new music that may grace my gauged ears from these masters of metal.