Review
"Infest" by Papa Roach isn't just an album, it's a damn declaration of war on complacency! Drop-kicking its way into 2001, this beast blends nu metal and rap metal with the precision of a surgeon wielding a chainsaw. Papa Roach do what they do best—crafting tracks so aggressive and catchy, you'll be headbanging from the first riff to the last echo.
The album explodes right outta the gate with the title track "Infest," a gut-punch of driving rhythms and raw, throat-shredding vocals. But the true crown jewel? Oh, that's "Last Resort," the anthem of a generation betrayed by their own minds, wrapped in a chorus that refuses to let go. And don't sleep on bangers like "Broken Home," which digs deep into the mess of family dynamics, or "Dead Cell" with its creepy yet ferocious vibes.
What sets "Infest" on fire is how it swings between face-melting heavy hitters and moments where it shows its more melodic and introspective side. The production's crisp and slick, letting the band's raw power and emotional depth take center stage. Tackling themes like family drama, fractured relationships, and personal turmoil, these guys aren't afraid to get downright brutally honest.
In a nutshell, "Infest" is a necessary listen for anyone craving the raw, unfiltered energy of nu metal with a dose of lyrical real talk. Spin this once and you're caught—now go ahead, give it another whirl and let Papa Roach transport you back to the early 2000s with their relentless sonic assault. - Vince
