By New Times
By Derek Askey
By Mark Deming
By Serene Dominic
By Jason Keil
By Robrt L. Pela and Amy Silverman
By Jeff Moses
By Serene Dominic
Richard Patrick of Filter might be a good moderator for a music-conference panel: "The Hit Single: More Harm Than Good?" The band's 1995 release, Short Bus, produced a major hit with the single "Hey Man, Nice Shot," but its overexposure on MTV and commercial radio did not come without a price. The band lay low for almost four years before finally releasing Title of Recordin 1999 to little fanfare.
But now comes The Amalgamut, perhaps Filter's strongest overall record yet. Though certainly flavored with the hook-laden industrial/metal the band has always favored, The Amalgamut goes even further than did Title in cementing the band as significantly more than a one-trick pony. There are, of course, the big drums, the dissonant, fuzzed-out chord patterns and Patrick's unmistakable screech. But layered beneath what one might expect from Filter lie some unfamiliar constructions. "Where Do We Go From Here" is built around a minor-key acoustic-guitar chord pattern that piles bleakness upon despair; "The Missing" revisits Patrick's distaste for Christian dogmatists, although this time around he's almost lamenting the way religion ruined the world instead of raging against God's mindless minions: "You love to be cruel/I'm not a good tool . . ."
Filter's experiments aren't always successful -- if it weren't for the typically Patrick-bleak lyrics, "God Damn Me" might sound like a latter-day acoustic Alanis Morissette song. Filter still seems most at home on vitriol-laden ragers such as "Columind," a rant aimed at the country's most infamous high school gunmen. Overall, The Amalgamutis a sharp-tongued document of Patrick and company's growth as musicians, and maybe as people, too.