0049. Sepultura
Roots
It's easy to see why this album exploded back in '96 - Roots is thrash metal in symbiosis with a near-perfect blend of borrowed bits from tribal rhythms to turntablism. It starts softly, placing the listener in a djungle with crickets, frogs and birds making their usual night-time noise. Then Roots Bloody Roots comes in and kills absolutely everything calling itself civilized right down to the last paved road.
The question is: has metal ever sounded so tribalicious before? Or after?
Almost all of the fifteen songs are top notch thrash metal with a monumentous groove and while the CD-release's thirteen-minute hidden track Canyon Jam might not be the one you jump to it's still an alluring soundscape. Again placing the listener in the middle of the same djungle with crickets, frogs and birds making their usual night-time noise while Sepultura bang stuff and fires shots into the dark.
Sadly this was the last album before singer Max Cavalera left to form Soulfly and I can't help but wonder what path Sepultura had taken if they'd just worked out their differences.
