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Achtung Baby U2. The Wall Pink Floyd. Gone is the inconsistency of 'Amputechture' and far away is the endless noise on 'Frances the Mute'. This album is a strong comeback to just playing some fine music. This is Volta's loudest in-your-face work yet. The tempo rarely slows down and the listener is slammed with noise.

I fell in love after my first listen, but beware; this album needs to be played sparingly. The noise is only too much if the listener makes it that way. There is no hesitation to bring out the energy with the opening number 'Aberinkula'. The vocals, guitars, bass and drums all come in ferociously to really drag the listener in. The song was pretty good and flows right into 'Metatron' creating a two-part opener.

Cedric's work on the mic really makes the verses and chorus shine. I found the first five tracks on the album to be flawless pieces, especially 'Goliath'. It features one of their simplest lines reminiscing '21st Century Schizoid Man' which some great solo sections thrown in the middle. Towards the end the intro is played rapidly really closing out this number well. Sadly, after the first five the album does dip a little low.

Over two minutes of noise and Cedric. The track fails to deliver in most areas. For the most part, that is the only disappointment on the album. Once the funky bass kicks in the song turns into a very nice jam track. This is the bands' most speedy track, and there is a wonderful breakdown leading into the chorus. About two-thirds through the song it really takes a smooth turn with some a real slow section that slowly starts to speed up with a repeating sax line in the background.

The chorus finally hits again with Thomas Pridgen wailing away on the drum-kit to close this fantastic song. I found it to be perfect regarding the typical Mars Volta chemistry.

Moving drums, fast guitar, moving vocals and nice effects all mixed fashionably. Another great track on this album. This is my runner up for album of the year behind Kayo Dot's wonderful work. This year has been quiet the upset for me. Does anybody want to change my views? There's no need to waste any time talking about individual songs, especially when all of them are so much alike. I'll talk a little just about what I think are the problems with this band.

Musically, the members are, of course, very capable. They created a very original sound which continues to be original, unique. But they have lost any sense of restraint since their beginnings. In their early albums, there were moments when one could actually hear music played and created with cold heads. Whatever atmosphere the previous albums contained, this latest one is absolutely devoid of. There's nothing here but a very nervous drummer who can't quiet down at least for a few seconds, and has to fill the canvas with fill after fill after roll after roll, absolutely destroying any chance this music could have to have any drama or tension.

The singer, whose voice I never really loved, has turned into an obnoxious replica of the drummer but with vocal chords instead of drum heads for torture device. No stop, no pause, no room for breathing.

The band thinks that the faster and more relentless they play, the better they are. The music loses in the process. But the songwriting is the biggest victim of this overdose of self-indulgence. In earlier albums mostly in the first two, as "Amputechture" was already a big disappointment , THE MARS VOLTA were capable of writing songs , not just aerobics exercises for their drummer, they could write songs with drama, with tension, with melody.

Nowadays this sounds more like a bunch of musicians who had too much caffeine in their drinks and too much acclaim from their fans. Drunk in energy and ego, THE MARS VOLTA's latest album is the prime example of "pretentiousness", that word that many are so ready to use for classic bands they don't like but so cautious to even allow its existence for any artist that somehow plays "unique" music.

Yes, this is unique. But it's also BAD. Because of that uniqueness, I'll give it a couple of stars. It still sounds like more than it deserves, though. And please, give your drummer a good sedative. Little creativity in here. More noisy stuff than anything else. While I was rather charmed by their debut, my interest decreased rapidly. If you are a TMV addict, you might well appreciate this album but as a casual listener, I have to say that this "Bedlam. At all.

Highly technical of course, self indulgent, pedantic. That's mostly what we get here. Combined here and there with strong cacophony. Of course, we are used by now to these tempo changes, powerful background music and high pitched vocals. But to suffer this for over than seventy-five minutes is quite an exercise. Believe me! Here and there some acceptable passages, but none of the songs featured are bearable from start to finish to be honest, "Agadez" might well be the one and only.

Take "Cavaletas" for instance. It sounds as if each musician is playing his own part without paying attention to his fellow colleagues. Totally disjointed and boring. And long. The Oriental "Soothsayer" investigates new sounds and is probably the most original of this work. A good song after all even if one has to bear the usual wall of sound as well during this lenghty track.

And the finale is rather dull. It sounds as if TMV's inspiration is all gone and I wonder how their next album will sound like. Cause they can't go on like this. Can they? This is by far their poorest effort.

One little star. Amputechture, Pt II? Yeah, not quite I was hoping for something that was going to harken back to the times of 'De-Loused In The Comatorium' or even something completely new, that was a masterpiece. Instead, what the world got was essentially an 'Amputechture' Part II release that's not even as good as the first. While it's dissapointing however, it has too many moments of interest for me to give it the one star I would like to. The band is going in a direction where I don't think I can follow them, if they going down the path.

What they have done is strip emotional feeling out of most of the music on 'De-Loused,' there was plenty and replaced with a latin-jazz-funk sound that while not terrible, isn't really what I want out of this particular band. Emotion is honestly the center of any sort of music even prog! From a purely logical perspective however, the music is great. Theres a very rich atmospheric layering the same layering that hurt the emotional side of the music in the first place that works at times.

Theres a bad problem that the band falls into however with using too many breaks from the energy For example in 'Askepios' after 30 seconds of actual music, it falls into a noisy slum that I am always wanting to just skip through.

Music shouldn't make you want to skip through parts! What prevents this from getting the sort of rating I've been measuring it up for is that some of the music, while lacking emotion is very awesome to listen to.

As far as marking goes, an album with a few good songs, and the rest ranging from poor to mediocre rates as a two star album. I'm sure that this could have been alot better, with a bit more taste and attention to the details. Dissapointing, non-essential, but wasn't terrible to listen to either. The drumming is nothing less than psychotic. The song also features one of the most imaginative yet tightly constructed instrumental sections The Mars Volta has ever thrown together. There is a brief break in the music, as Rodriguez-Lopez introduces a swampy guitar sound that brings in an easy-to-follow and highly enjoyable section of music, with Bixler-Zavala singing in a catty but pleasant falsetto.

It begins with Bixler-Zavala's voice saturated in electronic effects before the band explodes in what is probably the catchiest song on the album; one could almost break dance to this. I really enjoy the melody used, and I applaud the band's economy.

Those effects aren't as pronounced as the processing that pervades a track like "Ilyena," but they're still there, particularly in the frenetic but completely memorable ending. The first three minutes of this track lacks some of the charm funny word, that of any of the previous songs, but it has it's own gritty appeal and an seemingly random avant-garde section. After the three minute mark, I always find myself going, "Now there's the melody I was humming in my head the other day!

Halfway through, there's Hispanic percussion and a riveting bass line, with some ghostly, over-the-top singing. The ending, with those haunting strings, is one of the best moments of the album. This track is a mess; it should have been reworked or scrapped. But soon the musical assault returns, as this is the closest to progressive metal The Mars Volta has ever gotten, full of overdriven, chugging guitar and heavy drums.

At times, Bixler-Zavala sings over some a lone synthetic instrument, which doesn't really go with the rest of the music, but that might be medically necessary to give the listener's ears a break!

The strange, processed growling sounds silly at this point, but on the plus side, the vocal melodies are once again memorable and easy to follow. Strange, upbeat gypsy music ensues and carries on during the singing. Overall, this piece reminds me of some of the material from Amputechture. Once again, Bixler-Zavala shines as a singer of wonderful melodies and exotic lyrics. The haunting ending, with the screeching violin, reminds me of "Providence" by King Crimson.

It's a solid closer, but not on par with many of the other songs in any department. This is a somewhat conflicted review for me. While The Mars Volta used to unquestionably be my favourite band in the days of Tremulant and De-Loused in the Comatorium, times have changed - and so has their direction.

The signs were there even on the exceptional De-loused of the downhill spiral that was to await TMV. If you compare the summer demo sessions of the De-loused songs to the final album cut it is quite clear that the gritty visceral feel has given way to polished production and a pop vocal focus. Fast forward some five years later and their latest album 'The Bedlam in Goliath' has brought many of the worst fears I held about this band into reality. Cedric's high pitched vocals which I once considered quirky are now oppressively forced into the listener's face, drenched with schoolgirl harmonies and insincerity.

And layered underneath are the spastic outbursts of Omar's guitar and showoff newbie drummer Thomas Pridgen as they compete for the attention of the listener as if their life depended on it. Worst of all though is the production - unbearable.

It has been so compressed for commercial 'loudness wars' era radioplay that I can't even sit through more than 5 minutes at a time without feeling physically agitated or sick. This dynamically bankrupt release also scores low in the compositional department too with none of the genuine emotion or memorable interplay of pre-amputechture releases. Unless you are quite into top 40 production aesthetics and the sound of instruments falling down a staircase, I would advise you to stay away from this release.

The oppressive and unrelenting combination of pop production and zero dynamic variance have rendered this album to me - unlistenable. After their previous and excellent "Amputechture" in , I began to wonder if the band was nearing an aesthetic rut, and if they could sustain the same high level of dizzy creativity for much longer. Here's the answer: apparently not.

But after diving so aggressively into the same stylistic well for so long it's hardly surprising they came up dry for once. The album certainly opens strong. The song "Aberinkula" is a certified Mars Volta classic, highlighting all the strongest assets of this unique band: in-your-face pyrotechnic displays of virtuosity, hypertense manic vocals, and at least one frantic instrumental break almost guaranteed to damage your brain cells.

But after that it's like a needle stuck in the same acid-filled groove, with little relief from the chaos of sound or the torrent of arcane lyrical imagery there's too much emphasis here on the words, at the expense of the otherwise jaw-dropping level of musicianship. As expected there's no shortage of energy.

But for the first time on a Mars Volta studio album the writing seems unaccountably forced, with a conspicuous absence of memorable hooks. The trademark psychedelic intensity of the band's earlier albums is shoved so hard into one ear that it pops too quickly out the other, without leaving anything like a lasting impression. On a more personal level, I should note I waited over a year, and through multiple listenings, before deciding to settle on an opinion of the album, in the hope that it would somehow ripen with age.

Sadly it hasn't yet, but difficult music sometimes has a habit of sneaking up behind you, and with luck it may still happen. The Mars Volta has always been a rather controversial and unorthodox band.

From day one their music has been widely regarded as something very different from everything else, as something innovative and, to this day, it is very hard to disagree with those statements. Every time I seek a The Mars Volta album to spin I want something different, brutally abhorrent to the mainstream public and every time I put one of their albums I am, definitively, not disappointed.

Because of that it was quite shocked when I saw so many reviews deeming the album, as one of them so eagerly said, unlistenable. By now, it is important to point out that The Bedlam in Goliath is a quite different The Mars Volta album, because it is so very acid, raw and in your face , besides being a very complicated album to listen, due to the multi-layered harmony, constant superposed melodic lines and constant polyrhythm almost every instrument plays in a different rhythm.

Bottom line is: The Bedlam in Goliath is a very different album, even for The Mars Volta standards, but does that means that the music is bad? The only answer I can think of is no because no form of music is bad or good by itself, it depends on what the people expect from it and, by what it seems, everybody is waiting for a De-loused in the Comatorium part 2 since what, let's face it, it will never happen.

Therefore, instead of looking at the past and long for something that will never happen, why not enjoy the present and hope for the future? This album is precisely that: a different form of music that should and can be enjoyed without hoping that it will sound like something that it is not.

That said, it is interesting to note that, despite what fanboys and bashers say, this album is neither an astonishing piece of art, due to its rather unique style, neither it is a pile of rubbish, because of the complicated and hard-to-gasp music.

The Goliath is a very good album, despite its potential to be much more, possibly due to the large amount of problems Omar Rodriguez-Lopez had wile recording, keeping him from doing a better job with in the composition department. People just get confused with new things and think that different form is equal to different quality , specially when an album is as acid and has so much raw energy as this one is.

Having played catch-up with TMV's discography, I finally caught them at the release of their fourth album and found myself at a block: I just didn't have anything to say about this album and it dropped out of my sight rather quickly, and now I'm returning to it after having discovered the following Octahedron?..

I don't know if that's the reason, but it is the only album of theirs that has been in my deck as a SACD not sure about this, but I don't think we had the choice then, unlike before and today and not as a normal Cd.

Is this why this album seems much more difficult to me than their other works? It might sound stupid, but something's bothering me sonically speaking.

Sure the religious crap is certainly not helping this old atheist getting in the thick of the album, but then again, I never really do that with TMV anyway. Out of the starting block at MPH, with the impressively fast-paced Aberininkula and rushing through Metatron and before you know it, you're in the horrible Wax Silacra, wondering what the hell happened with two increments.

The title track brings the album back on the right track, but still with that irritating bit, even if one must recognize the musician's mastery of their respective instruments. But while Goliath is again impressive, the album has not once slipped under the MPH bar until the end of this very track.

Tourniquet Man should be a welcome change, but actually it's not at all, being very irritating with its trafficked vocals and deformed music, only to Cabalettas building on that quagmire, but it's not a good idea.

Agadez is again starting slower, and it is maybe the track we were waiting for sooner in the album after Goliath , but the track picks up and some un-controlled ultra- trebles are spoiling at times what could've been one of the better song of the album. Askepios returns to the voluntary mayhem of Cavalettas.

The rest of the album keeps going in an uncontrolled manner I man quality instead if quantity?.. I feel a migraine coming? Well I must say that writing this review has helped me sorting out a few doubts about the way I feel of this album, but one thing is certain, it is not one of their better one. I must say that I was generally very enthused by Amputechture and I really like Octahedron especially that it corrected the only flaw of the latter by Amputating some length ;o , Just like I preferred the debut over Frances?.

So it looks like I like the odd studio album 1, 3, 5 and much less the even ones 2, 4 , which doesn't augur well for their future sixth album. Don't get me wrong, here?. Definitely still an honest TMV album, but just not my fave,. Look at all these reviews with one or five stars! At least, it means that they aren't boring again! I am tired to read again and again that some listeners are shocked by their noise attacks or hate Cedric's voice. I know many people who prefer Big Mac against spicy half roasted steak.

Understandable, it's just question of taste. Any way, if you prefer mellow romantic prog with symphonic arrangements and pseudo- Gabriel voice, better forget about The Mars Volta at all.

For sure, this album wouldn't sound too much pleasant for you. But if you like storm, ideas, energy, nerves and sound of breaking glass, welcome to the club. Kind of controlled explosion. But again, I am sure you wouldn't be bored till sleep if you will survive this album till the end. More metallic, a bit more "normal" in metal sense of normality , but very technically excellent and interesting, as usual with TMV. I have heard so many great things about The Mars Volta.

They are praised from reviewers here at PA, they're always mentioned on the forums, and I was always being told I needed to hear their music. The Bedlam In Goliath was my response to this request. What was there to lose? In reality, there was a lot to lose. When I first popped this in my CD player I was really wondering what people could possibly see in this sloppy excuse for an album.

The lead singer has the most annoying voice I've ever heard. It's constantly in your face and irritating.

The songwriting is uninspired, lacking in dynamics, and completely unlistenable. The lack of melody and quality riffs really keeps this from being an intriguing or enjoyable album. I just can't listen to this album from beginning to end. I try, but I fail and put something more listenable on. The musicianship isn't very good at all either. As I mentioned, the vocals are extremely irritating and annoying. They are overdone and too "in-your-face" to the point where it's not even listenable.

The drumming is horrendous as well. I think before each recording session Thomas Pridgen must have had 10 doses of caffeine pills, 12 cups of coffee, energy drinks, and a 2-Liter bottle of Mountain Dew. He is all over the drum kit, hitting everything he can in the course of 5 seconds.

While this can usually be a good thing, most times it just doesn't fit the music on this album, and comes off as a sloppy and poorly done job. None of the other musicians do anything memorable, but the singing and drumming is just horrendous. Up until about one week ago, I put this album away, and never planned on listening to it again.

I've listened to it two or three more times recently, trying to be fair with how I would rate this album. I've tried, but I just can't give this disaster more than my lowest recommendations: a one star rating. Even that feels like too much sometimes. If the zero star was still available on our rating system, this would be a perfect contender. I just can't find anything that makes for a rewarding listening experience here. Without sounding too nice, there are a few decent moments.

Occasionally there will be a nice chord progression or solo, but these are rare. On an album with a painful 77 minutes in length, this is irrelevant, though. A few minutes of redeemable music can't save this album, especially when no single song is great from start to finish. It's really a shame that this album is so terrible. It showed me that The Mars Volta is much better than they come across as on this sad excuse for an album.

To write the rest of this review unfortunately , I had to listen to this album from start to finish and state my opinion of each song which you can guess, are not positive. The vocals are horrendous and annoying, and the rest of the musicians don't do anything special. The main riff is decent and this has a kind of cool instrumental section near the end. I almost enjoy this song at times, but all chances of me enjoying this album are destroyed later in the album.

This is one of the most annoying songs I've ever heard! The vocals are horrendous as usual, and this is irritating musically. This makes me cringe from beginning to end. The fast punk-ish main rhythm is just painful and cheesy. This is absolutely awful. This has interesting rhythms and basslines. The drummer does a surprisingly good job throughout most of the song, though sometimes I wish he'd relax a bit.

His drumming does not fit the mood of some of this song. This has a decent melody, which is a rarity on this album. Cedric's vocals are irritating, and the music does nothing special.

This is a song that strikes me as a waste of time. The drummer does a good job, though I'm still not even remotely a fan of the vocals. This has a decent melody, and it one of the best songs on the album. This has some awkward transitions, but as a whole this song is actually listenable, which trust me, is a plus on this album.

This song isn't memorable or noteworthy, but at least it's not quite as annoying as other songs here. Cedric really irritates me in this song, though. I really wish he could tone down the effects, and prove to me that he actually knows how to sing without annoying voice effects. Well, you would be wrong. This is filled with different riffs and melodies, but none of them ever grab my attention. This is just 10 minutes of pure noise. I know I've said I don't like Cedric's voice at all, but this is one of his worst performances on the whole album.

It's really a shame that the songwriting is so bad, though. The guitar playing is pretty good on this song. The effects throughout this song really annoy me, though. Most of this song sounds like one of those songs that I'd hear on the pop radio station, though. The songwriting is really uninteresting and the vocal melodies are far too predictable.

This is really boring. A good amount of this is still uninteresting, but the section beginning around in is really good. It's a shame they didn't use a similar formula throughout more of the album. After the short instrumental section, the rest of the song doesn't do anything special.

This song is especially disappointing because it has potential. I actually like Cedric's vocals here. This song is actually pretty good, though at some points near the middle the transitions seem disjointed.

This song is decent from start to finish. Sometimes this can drag on, but this has some good moments. I wish Cedric's vocals wouldn't have been distorted, though. I think it drags down the overall quality of the song.

If the entire song would have built off of the first notes of the album, I would have liked this song. The first minute or so is interesting, but after that it just progresses poorly between riffs, and does nothing worth listening to. A really poor way to end the album. Conclusion: The Bedlam In Goliath is a really terrible album, in my opinion.

I've tried to be as fair and respectful as I possibly can during this review, but I just can't find any redeemable qualities whatsoever in this entire album. If you're looking for heavier music, there is so much great prog metal out there that you should experience before wasting your time with this disaster.

Apparently there are a lot of people here that really enjoy this album. Needless to say, I am not one of them. This is only recommended to people who are die hard fans of The Mars Volta, or if you're looking for an unintelligent assault on your ears. I though that I'll do the same thing, but instead, I'm praising it. But come to this album carefully, as it's not for everyone.

This is why I rate with 4. Anyway, it doesn't mean this album can get away un-criticized. A major problem for me is the ear-damaging loud mastering, or over-compression of the sound to be precise. Other reviewers have pointed it out already, this sort of mastering is said to be more successful for an iPod or Radio play onslaught, but actually, on an iPod this even sounds worse.

In less then 20 minutes I get completely weary from the lack of dynamism and the harsh sound; especially the drums are downright awful, completely botched. The guitar is deprived of body and the bass lacks oomph. I usually tend to reserve this kind of energetic stuff as car music yes I'm a road-pirate , but this album doesn't stand a chance there.

I'll go bumping into old ladies before me in no time. It's a shame really, as the songs are very good again and an improvement over the previous album, though that one still might grow on me.

This stuff oozes dynamic rhythms, groove, great bass lines and those exquisite cacophonous and dissonant sounds that spice up my roasted steak. A second critical point is the album's length. Music with this amount of intricacies and intensity is ideally consumed in 40 minute portions.

Yes I'm a sucker for the good old 45 minute album length. TMV is a pedantic and overindulgent band indeed, but so are all great Prog bands. Favourite bands of mine like Porcupine Tree and Anekdoten don't have those indulgent leanings but I rather regard those as Rock with progressive elements, rather then true Prog Rock. Let's try to rate this one mathematically using my 4 rules of thumb for assessing music: Personality : 5 stars.

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