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Title of Record

Warner Bros.

Filter is becoming quite the project for ex-Nine Inch Nails member and Filter founder Richard Patrick.  The band somehow blended modern rock, industrial, and psychedelia on their first album - Short Bus (1995) - and they continue to employ that successful formula - even adding a few folk sounds to the mix  on their sophomore effort, Title of Record.

Featuring the band's expanded (and ever-changing) roster of musicians, the disc was produced by Patrick and Ben Grosse over a recording process that took place both in Chicago and L.A.  TitleS is an efficient roster of songs that wallows in its own self-pity, dissecting what are presumably Patrick's failed relationships and their many aftereffects on his psyche.

Opening with a short instrumental track, the under-a-minute "Sand," Title... moves quickly to Track 2, "Welcome to the Fold," which launches right into Filter's crashing fury with the line "...you're celebrating nothing and you feel,
a-ok..." only to downshift again in the middle of the track and shift yet again before the tune's aggression-filled end - at some 7-odd minutes long,

"Welcome to the Fold" is a mini-rock-opera all on its own. Third on Title... is the frantic sounding "Captain Bligh," melding an urgent melody and popping bass with Patrick's lyrics of deceit.  Track 4, "It's Gonna Kill Me," seems to refer more to a 'her' than an 'it,' as Patrick sounds, both musically and lyrically, as if he's desperately trapped in a relationship, but can't seem to see the way to the exit door.

Track 5, "The Best Things," may be one of the better tracks on Title...; although most of the album is indeed quite solid, "The Best Things" is a standout with its goth-influenced Seattle-rock sound,  understated guitars, and new 'take' on the theory of the best things in life being free (according to Patrick, the best things in life aren't free) not to mention that the "...gotta green light, gotta red  light, yeah," refrain is darn catchy.

Track 6, "Take a Picture," is, so far, the most widely-heard Filter track yet, with the possible exception of their single hit from Short Bus, the Gen X/Y anthem "Hey Man, Nice Shot."  The song is a pop gem; with its strummy guitar, soaring, almost phased vocal, and percolating percussion - not to mention the stunning photography and originality of the song's accompanying  underwater video - "Take a Picture" is a bit of a departure from Filter's usually more industrial-based sound, but is a raging success nonetheless.

Track 7, "Skinny," is perhaps the only possible 'throwaway' track on the album, but at least makes for a good lead-in to Track 8, "I Will Lead You," which is as close to a love song as Patrick gets on Title...- the highlight
being right-on-the-line-between-romantic-and-corny lyrics (such as "Take a ride, cross the sky for an hour...").

The meandering "Cancer" is Track 9, a philosophical take on the frailty of life and Earth itself... Track 10, "I'm Not the Only One" shows Patrick and the band at their wounded best, infusing what could've been a typical pop
song with a good Filter twist... and Track 11, "Miss Blue," wraps up the disc nicely, with Patrick again expounding on an uncertain relationship; phrased as something of a sendoff to an ex-lover, the song mixes Filter
guitars into a brew both original-sounding and somewhat reminiscent of the Smashing Pumpkins, with Revolver-era Beatles harmonies thrown in for good measure.

You can definitely hear both of Patrick's self-proclaimed favorite influences - U2 and The Cure - on this record, and these sorts of sounds translate very well through Filter's songwriting -  it's simply a good package of songs.

They've already grown as a band since '95's  Short Bus, and this album builds well on Filter's many possibilities as a band, wonderfully fusing their brand of technology/industrial rock with a little psychedelia, a little folk, and a little pop to make an album that will make the title of this record pop out at you indeed.

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