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They started out ripping off Korn, and when the whiney white boy schtick wore thin, they decided to go the Public Enemy and Anthrax route and mix PHAT BEATS in with the loud loud loud. I hate to break it to ya, Mr. Durst, but they did it better 10 years ago. Also note: bright red baseball caps are neither metal nor hip-hop. The only crowd that will give you props with that gear will be frat boys. Anyway, that's another file. So where is metal today? Well, there's P.O.D. (oh yes, THERE'S quality) and Staind and Godsmack and System of a Down and Coal Chamber and Fear Factory and Powerman 5000 and Slipknot... and so many, many more. Some of those bands aren't doing metal, they're doing that metal/rap thing. Some are covering songs from the 80s to get a hit. Still others have decided to take that alternametal thing that Alice in Chains did so well and give that another push. And the rest of them are just trying to follow Rob/White Zombie around and do everything he does. Sad. And then there's Kittie. I bought the CD because I thought I might like them, plus they had a cool band name. LISTEN TO ME NOW: never buy a CD just because the name of the band rules. This was the only CD I've ever bought that I couldn't listen to the whole way through. I own over 700 CDs. Think about it. Seriously though, what is my problem with Kittie? Well, Kittie basically ripped off Babes in Toyland. Keep in mind that I ADORE BIT. Kittie does the EXACT same thing where they sound like an innocent little girl and then they GROWL AND SHRIEK. They sound EXACTLY like a well- produced BIT cover band, only BIT had better lyrics and worse production. I suppose it was about time that someone recognized how much Babes ruled and gave them their props, except it just hasn't worked out that way. Not cool. Now, before you get all uppity about the differences between Babes and Kittie, I should clarify: nobody is a 100% ripoff. I mean, a copy is still a copy, and unless we're talking burning CDs or cloning, there are no exact duplicates. However, the similarities between the droolworthy, oldschool badasses Babes in Toyland and the neophyte wannabe harcore whiners Kittie are just a little too numerous. Granted, if Kittie WAS a 100% clone, I'd like their music. Alas. I thought about this a little too much. Feel free to compare and contrast the lyrical stylings of the two bands: Babes In Toyland Kittie -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | I live it high cost of livin | She's just a paper doll, that's all | | tell me why you give it all | Just a paper doll | | Inside you gotta head high | I dress her up she knocked me down | | one size fits all | They tried her on for size, | | Head ride you decide | she fits nice | | | One size fits all | -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | Asphixid | Why do I get shit all the time from | | My thighs are vices | you men | | He is a stupid man | You are swine | | I love him all I can you | You think dick is the answer | | fucking bitch | But it's not | -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! | PEDOPHILE! SEDUCTION! TIED DOWN! | | YOU'RE DEAD MEAT MOTHERFUCKER! | DECAPITATION! LISTEN! OOOH! YOU | | YOU DON'T TRY TO RAPE A GODDESS! | HYPOCRITE! | | | THIS IS THE END! SUCK IT! | -------------------------------------------------------------------------- | I've got a crotch that talks | Self-loathing, inconsiderate, | | It talks to all the cocks | too scared of what I'll be | | It's been twelve city blocks | I look into the mirror | | you fucking bitch | The whore is all I see | -------------------------------------------------------------------------- The biggest problem I've noticed in trying to come up with compares and contrasts is that most of Kittie's lyrics are like, "I loved you and then you fucked me over, you asshole (YOU CAN EAT A DICK)" while BIT's lyrics are more like "I'm a fucking bitch, don't fuck with me, nobody can ever fuck me over." It's amusing how Kittie tries so hard to sound as badass as the Babes, but all they can do is carry on and on about boys are dumb. Yawn. Another problem I have with Kittie is this: Hole already ripped off BIT and did it much better. Hell, Courtney Love even wore the same outfits that Kat Bjelland did, with the same fucked up makeup and the same bleached out hair. And Hole had much cooler lyrics. And Hole didn't fucking WHINE. Hole just decided to take BIT to the alterna-extreme, while Kittie has decided to take it to the growly death metal extreme. The former worked much better than the latter. **************************************************************************** # (c)2000 aNAda e'zine aNAda052 .*. by Phairgirl # ............................................................................ What rough beast slouches towards anada? That editorial magistrate ; returns to his demesne let your rough palms inform me if I'm really real hidden in a thousand nightmare godesses I found one who called herself Pallas asexual origins could not flay organs sounds crashed down like discarded by fuseli a god a man a someone who was something but I disremember what I couldn't watch it happen again that time they sent you to fix the car when I knew it was full and you had to die I couldn't do it I had to say many times to myself it was ok but it never was you could never save me I could have saved you but i didn't when I saw the file come I didn't let it happen I saw so much of her face in yours before you were whoring so much of her face in yours before you did all the things all the things you did before I even met you things that no ave maria would ever disappear the christ is laden with limited figures of love there's only so much any man can forgive there's a quota system golden rings in a river rimbaud so your sins remain I can't discard them I see thomas becket on the floor of the chapel hugh mauclerc has removed the brains it is time i say to myself it is time to bathe in the coagulate gore of a marytr edward grim weeps for his own for the one he tried to save for his church a church that later would be burned and bombed by natzis national socialism failed now my grandmother pays for medicine i am the medicinal magistrate returned to my demesne what rough beast slouches towards bethlehem? you gotta serve somebody henry the ii knew that he remained with alxendander iii remained yes remained but would not submit to thomas an inconsistent leader a girl named lemoi begs for the knife but you will not return no magic can be found in a pit without i forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless ring for deep in my heart i know there's no help i cna bring everything passes everything changes just do what you think you should do someday maybe who knows baby i'll come and be crying to you there's blood there now on my eyes and in my mouth from his head i can bring home this rag to my wife and cure her there are trinkets 1536, we burn tyndale 1548, we burn becket hunted in the woods by richard i like a stag his only friend the archbishop a marytr a national hero an icon saved from the cracked country france france france i see the throbbing flesh it's pressed to your teeth on your face and in every way an ejaculation of national pride despoiling the virtu of every borgia you do it and like it and lie later saying you hated but i know it's there you can't erase it the christ is laden with limited figures of forgiveness your majesty is tainted from now until tomorrow let me forget i can't and so no more there's four weeks or if you look at it objectively really just two days before and after hidden begging