jesus escribió:No es por molestar, no suelo meterme en estos fregaos y tampoco tengo intención de ofender, así que solo decir que comparar Guns 'N'roses con Zeppelin , Purple o Lynyrd Skynyrd no es que no sean comparables es que es inmoral.
Es una opinión sin carga emocional y sin el fanatismo desmesurado que se intuye en ciertos comentarios. Respetable sí, pero con una mínimo de coherencia.
Lo que es inmoral es compararlos con los tercera regional de Ratt, ya por no nombrar la cantidad de grupos que son copia de copia que aparecen por aquí cada dos por 3.
AFD es PARA MI el mejor disco de la historia. Fue una revolución, mezclaba el rock y el punk como nadie lo había hecho hasta entonces. En directo la banda era espectacular.
Y lo siento, pero a mi Zeppelin me aburren, Purple son los mayores onehitwonders de la historia (a la altura de Opus) y los skynyrd son los reyes, junto acdc, de hacer una canción y con ella llenar un montón de discos.
Ahora, veamos que dicen los expertos.
De Allmusic.com:
GUNS N' ROSES
At a time when pop was dominated by dance music and pop-metal, Guns N'
Roses brought raw, ugly rock & roll crashing back into the charts.
They were not nice boys; nice boys don't play rock & roll. They were
ugly, misogynist, and violent; they were also funny, vulnerable, and
occasionally sensitive, as their breakthrough hit, "Sweet Child O'
Mine," showed. While
Slash and
Izzy
Stradlin ferociously spit out dueling guitar riffs worthy of
Aerosmith or
the
Stones,
Axl
Rose screeched out his tales of sex, drugs, and apathy in the big
city. Meanwhile, bassist
Duff
McKagan and drummer
Steven
Adler were a limber rhythm section who kept the music loose and
powerful. Guns N' Roses' music was basic and gritty, with a solid hard,
bluesy base; they were dark, sleazy, dirty, and honest -- everything
that good hard rock and heavy metal should be. There was something
refreshing about a band who could provoke everything from devotion to
hatred, especially since both sides were equally right. There hadn't
been a hard rock band this raw or talented in years, and they were given
added weight by
Rose's
primal rage, the sound of confused, frustrated white trash vying for
his piece of the pie. As the '80s became the '90s, there simply wasn't a
more interesting band around, but owing to intra-band friction and the
emergence of alternative rock,
Rose's
supporting cast gradually disintegrated, as he spent years in
seclusion.
Y ahora sobre AFD. (le ponen un 5/5)
Guns N' Roses' debut,
Appetite for Destruction was a turning
point for hard rock in the late '80s -- it was a dirty, dangerous, and
mean record in a time when heavy metal meant nothing but a good time. On
the surface, Guns N' Roses may appear to celebrate the same things as
their peers -- namely, sex, liquor, drugs, and rock & roll -- but
there is a nasty edge to their songs, since
Axl
Rose doesn't see much fun in the urban sprawl of L.A. and its
parade of heavy metal thugs, cheap women, booze, and crime. The music is
as nasty as the lyrics, wallowing in a bluesy, metallic hard rock
borrowed from
Aerosmith,
AC/DC,
and countless faceless hard rock bands of the early '80s. It's a
primal, sleazy sound that adds grit to already grim tales. It also makes
Rose's
misogyny, fear, and anger hard to dismiss as merely an artistic
statement; this is music that sounds lived-in. And that's exactly why
Appetite
for Destruction is such a powerful record -- not only does
Rose have fears, but he also is vulnerable, particularly on the power ballad
"Sweet Child O' Mine." He also has a talent for conveying the fears and
horrors of the decaying inner city, whether it's on the charging
"Welcome to the Jungle," the heroin ode "Mr. Brownstone," or "Paradise
City," which simply wants out. But as good as
Rose's
lyrics and screeching vocals are, they wouldn't be nearly as effective
without the twin-guitar interplay of
Slash and
Izzy
Stradlin, who spit out riffs and solos better than any band since
the
Rolling Stones, and that's what makes
Appetite for Destruction the best metal record of the late '80s.
Y si, me quedo tan ancho y convencido de todo lo que he dicho.
es una broma appetite, no te ofendas, solo que me llamó la atención tu actitud.