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I first got into Slipknot as an angsty teen like many Brits in the summer of 1999, having seen the video to Spit it Out on MTV. Having been used to the polished music on the radio and the big budget British Britpop videos of the 90s, finally getting cable TV and being exposed to something a little more (a lot more) raw was a defining moment of my youth. I had no idea that 20 years later Slipknot would still be going strong, pumping out albums that go beyond mere nostalgia.

We Are Not Your Kind is another visceral production from the mask-clad metal outfit, with some incredibly infectious, visceral songs like Birth of the Cruel and Solway Firth, that are as satisfying as they are intense. The album in its entirety feels like a love letter to the evolution of the band, from the thrash-inspired early days, even with some more MFKR-like experimental daubs here and there. If you’re a lapsed fan who, like me, maybe overlooked some of Slipknot’s other albums in recent years, this one will drag you back by the hair, and throw you in at the deep end.