Few albums were as eagerly anticipated as
The Fat of the Land
,
the Prodigy
's long-awaited follow-up to
Music for the Jilted Generation
. By the time of its release, the group had two number one British singles with
"Firestarter"
and
"Breathe"
and had begun to make inroads in America.
was touted as the album that would bring
electronica
/
techno
to a worldwide audience (Of course, in Britain, the group already had a staggeringly large following that was breathlessly awaiting the album.)
falls short of masterpiece status, but that isn't because it doesn't deliver. Instead, it delivers exactly what anyone would expect: intense
hip-hop
-derived rhythms, imaginatively reconstructed samples, and meaningless shouted lyrics from
Keith Flint
Maxim
. Half of the album does sound quite similar to
"Firestarter,"
especially when
Flint
is singing. Granted,
Liam Howlett
is an inventive producer, and he can make empty songs like
"Smack My Bitch Up"
"Serial Thrilla"
kick with a visceral power, but he is at his best on the funky
of
"Diesel Power"
(which is driven by an excellent
Kool Keith
rap) and
"Funky Shit,"
as well as the mind-bending
neo-psychedelia
"Narayan"
(featuring guest vocals by
Crispian Mills
Kula Shaker
) and the blood-curdling cover of
L7
's
"Fuel My Fire,"
which features vocals by
Republica
Saffron
. All those guest vocalists mean something --
Howlett
is at his best when he's writing for himself or others, not his group's own vocalists.
and all of its rewrites capture the fire of
at their peak, and the remaining songs have imagination that give the album weight.
doesn't have quite enough depth or variety to qualify as a flat-out masterpiece, but what it does have to offer is damn good. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine