Queens Of The Stone Age ‎– Songs For The Deaf - 2002 Stoner Rock - Sealed 2LP

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Queens Of The Stone Age ‎– Songs For The Deaf

Interscope Records ‎– B0030916-01, UMe ‎– B0030916-01
2 × Vinyl, LP, Album, Reissue
22 Nov 2019
Stoner Rock, Hard Rock
- Hype sticker: "'2002's greatest living rock band' - NME // Featuring 'No One Knows' // B0030916-01"

Includes insert containing artwork and credits.

Lacquer was cut by Chris Bellman’s assistant while he was on vacation, per his posting on Steve Hoffman Forum. This is probably why the runouts show “!” instead of CB

Released: 2002
Genre: Rock
Style: Stoner Rock, Hard Rock


A1 You Think I Ain't Worth A Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire
A2 No One Knows
A3 First It Giveth
A4 A Song For The Dead


B1 The Sky Is Fallin'
B2 Six Shooter
B3 Hangin' Tree
B4 Go With The Flow
B5 Gonna Leave You (Spanish Version)


C1 Do It Again
C2 God Is On The Radio
C3 Another Love Song


D1 A Song For The Deaf
Hidden Track
D2 Mosquito Song
UK Bonus Tracks
D3 The Lost Art Of Keeping A Secret (Live At The Troubadour)
D4 Everybody's Gonna Be Happy


Certain people would have you believe that Queens of the Stone Age's third album, Songs for the Deaf, is the return of real rock — a bonecrushing work of boundless imagination, the cornerstone in a new era of great rock, much like Nevermind was a decade beforehand. These people, coincidentally, happen to be in the same group that criticizes the Strokes and the White Stripes, claiming that those two bands are nothing but hype, while shamelessly indulging in breathless hyperbole whenever they speak a single word about QOTSA.

Anybody who heard Songs prior to its release claimed it was the greatest rock album in years, at least the greatest since Rated R, setting up expectations impossibly high for this very good album. To begin with, this ain't accessible — not because the music is out-there or unfamiliar (lots of Cream filtered through garage rock, prog-metal, album rock, and punk does not make one a Borbetomagus, nor does it make it "imaginative," either), but because it is so insular, so concerned with pleasing themselves with what they play that they don't give a damn for the audience. This extends to the production, which sounds like a stoned joke gone awry as it compresses and flattens every instrument as if it were coming out of a cheap AM car radio.

Sure, that might be the point — the album begins with radio chatter, and there are lots of jokey asides by a fake DJ — but Deaf winds up being entirely too evenhanded and samey, since every guitar has the same beefy, mid-range, no-treble tone and Dave Grohl (aka the Most Powerful Drummer in the Universe) is pushed to the background, never sounding loud, never giving this music the muscle it needs. As such, it becomes tiring to listen to — too much at the same frequency, all hitting the ear in a way that doesn't result in blissful submission, just numbness undercut with a desire to have some texture in this album.

Once you get around this — which is an effort; unlike, say, the Strokes' Is This It?, whose thin production worked aesthetically and enhanced the songs, this sound cuts QOTSA off at the knees — there indeed is plenty to enjoy here since the band is very good. They're exceptional players, especially augmented here by Grohl on drums, Mark Lanegan on vocals, and Dean Ween on guitar, plus they're very good songwriters, whether they're writing technically intricate riff-rockers or throwbacks to Nuggets.

All of this is sorely missing from most guitar rock these days, whether it's indie rock or insipid alt-metal, so it's little wonder that so many fans of great guitar rock flock to this, regardless of its flaws. But that doesn't erase the fact that, above all, QOTSA is a muso band — a band for musicians and those who have listened to too much music. Why else did the greatest drummer and greatest guitarist in '90s alt-rock (Dave Grohl and Dean Ween, respectively) anxiously join this ever-shifting collective?

They wanted to play with the prodigiously talented Josh Homme and Nick Oliveri, two musicians who share their taste and willingness to jam. It results in interesting music and an album that, for all of its flaws, is still easily one of the best rock records of 2002. But, to be needlessly reductive, the analogy runs a little like this — QOTSA is King Crimson and the White Stripes are the Rolling Stones. Which one is "better" is entirely a matter of taste, but which one do you think plays to a larger audience, and is more about "real" rock?

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