Normally I’d reserve this shit for Twitter, but a 140 character limit isn’t exactly too forgiving and I intend to get my wordiness on.
Gave Nine Inch Nails’ Pretty Hate Machine a good listen just now, probably the first time in a few years to be honest (I was never a fan of PHM/Broken, even NIN’s magnum opus, The Downward Spiral I found to be a bit grating).
I mean I had the usual staples of “Terrible Lie” and “Something I Can Never Have” on rotation like any Nine Inch Nails fan worth their salt should do, but everything else I felt was pretty off-putting, considering this was the same guy who felt screaming “God is dead” at the top of his lungs was a productive form of stress relief.
So I chuck the disc in, intending to just crank up one of the songs that didn’t suck and then swap to something else. Then I got lazy and just left the disc playing through the tracklist…
…Then it dawned on me, like I’ve just ate shrooms and realized that humanity is all one consciousness or something: Pretty Hate Machine is pretty fucking good for a first effort.
Maybe not as lyrically deep as say, ‘The Fragile’ or even ‘Year Zero’ and let’s just not get started on the music aspect. But in spite of that, it’s still something worth checking out if you’re into the sort of music Nine Inch Nails does.
Hell, even if you’re a newcomer to industrial rock and don’t know Al Jourgensen from Al Bundy, check it out. Think of it as “My First Not-Quite-Industrial Album”.