Like the human soul, rap-rock will never die. So what if Fred Durst gave up the mic? Who cares. Rage Against the Machine broke up? Cry me a river. Their successes and failures are no excuse for Linkin Park’s (by the power of every moment of their goodness, may their heart’s wishes soon be fulfilled) latest album: Minutes to Midnight.
What happened to the kick-ass rap-core lyrics and electronica of Meteora? Mike Shinoda (by the power of every moment of his goodness, may all danger be averted and all disease be gone) knew how to spit the mad, hot fire. “A Place for My Head” was so off the hook I heard a dialtone!