White Zombie – Astro Creep: 2000 Songs Of Love, Destruction And Other Synthetic Delusions Of The Electric Head

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Artist: White Zombie

Title: Astro Creep: 2000 Songs Of Love, Destruction And Other Synthetic Delusions Of The Electric Head

Year: 1995

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1. Electric Head, Part 1 (The Agony) (4:54)
2. Super Charger Heaven (3:37)
3. Real Solution #9 (4:43)
4. Creature Of The Wheel (3:25)
5. Electric Head, Part 2 (The Ecstasy) (3:53)
6. Grease Paint And Monkey Brains (3:49)
7. I, Zombie (3:31)
8. More Human Than Human (4:28)
9. El Phantasmo And The Chicken-Run Blast-O-Rama (4:13)
10. Blur The Technicolor (4:09)
11. Blood, Milk And Sky (5:47)
12. The Sidewalk Ends Where The Bug Parade Begins (2:33)

Review

Well, hot damn! "Astro Creep: 2000" is White Zombie's sonic middle finger to the mainstream, and it's a doozy. Dropped in '95, this bad boy cranked the weird-o-meter to 11 and never looked back. Terry Date's production is slicker than a greased pig, layering analog grit with digital sheen to create a sound that's part Rust Belt, part acid trip.

Rob Zombie and crew ditched their old playbook and dove headfirst into a hellscape of drop-tuned riffs and industrial chaos. It's like they locked themselves in a haunted video store, mainlined B-movie dialogue, and emerged with tracks like "More Human Than Human" - a banger that samples "Blade Runner" and still manages to sound fresh as hell nearly 30 years later.

This ain't your grandma's metal album. "Astro Creep: 2000" is a fever dream of satanic whispers, undead grooves, and riffs that hit harder than a sledgehammer to the skull. It's the sound of a band gleefully setting fire to expectations and dancing in the ashes. No wonder it snagged double Platinum and had suits scratching their heads at the Grammys. White Zombie went out with a bang, leaving behind a twisted masterpiece that still makes posers sweat. - Peyton