Album Review: Iowa by Slipknot

Call me Pops. The day before my 45th birthday found me standing among the metal maniacs at Ozzfest in Hartford, Conn., bathed in sweat and awe. The 90-degree August heat explained the perspiration, and the sounds from the stage contributed to my stupefaction. Perennial fan of extreme music that I am, I couldn’t believe that metal had become so bludgeoningly monochromatic, so cartoonishly one-dimensional, so dad-blamed…dull.

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