"Jennifer's Body"

I'm surprised at how few people seem to remember that "Jennifer's Body" was a Hole song before it was a Megan Fox vehicle. In hindsight, I'd forgotten that Courtney Love's fame has almost nothing to do with her music.



Before she was the world's most publicized music-world trainwreck outside of the Jackson family, Courtney Love was in a sometimes-incredible band named Hole. They were usually incredible with a little help--by far Hole's most enduring albums are the ones Kurt Cobain (Live Through This) and Billy Corgan (Celebrity Skin) contributed to. But it's hard to imagine lyrics like "Found pieces of Jennifer's body/Just relax, just relax, just go to sleep" growled by anyone other than Frances Bean's unfortunate mother. Like Live Through This and Ms. Love herself, the unsettling lyrics and effortless melody of "Jennifer's Body" is impossible to ignore. Hole weren't as consistent as their greatest grunge contemporaries, but Live Through This is a better listen than any full-length by Mudhoney, L7 or Stone Temple Pilots.

Screenwriter Diablo Cody is clearly invested in Live Through This, having written a performance of "Doll Parts" into Juno before nabbing the title of "Jennifer's Body" for her latest flick. For all I know, Jennifer's Body could be even worse than it looks, but hopefully it'll remind viewers that Courtney Love used to have some artistic worth.

Black Dahlia's in my head

The Black Dahlia Murder always seem like they want to do to your eardrums what that guy they never caught did to Elizabeth Short. On Deflorate, they've honed their ambitions a bit, zeroing in on their ability to craft a tune that sounds more like it crept out of Sweden than Detroit. Anybody who made up their mind about BDM on Nocturnal isn't going to leave Deflorate with a different point of view, but for those who've never figured out where to the start with this band, songs like first single "Necropolis" and opener "Black Valor" are worthy, if not quite up to the hype.

The players are all incredible. Ex-Aris guitarist Ryan Knight can suffocate most bands with his chops but seams nicely here, drummer Shannon Lucas is better utilized than he ever was in All That Remains and singer Trevor Strnad's distinct shriek that will impress your older brother who thinks death growls are the demise of metal. These performances mostly pay off, with "Christ Deformed" being catchy enough (but still too fierce) to be metalcore and the aforementioned "Necropolis" taking the band's usual minor scales to a more brutal dimension. There's not much diversity, although "A Selection Unnatural" pulls off a better hardcore track than anything Hatebreed ever managed.

Like too many death metal albums, Deflorate is unfortunately frontloaded, and the album's second half blurs into proficient death sameness until "I Will Return," which follows a thrashy guitar line into a whiplash-inducing conclusion. BDM still aren't death metal savior that the suffering genre desperately needs, but it's fun to hear them try.



Burn it.