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March 8, 2004 | by  | in Music |
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Probot :: Probot

Dave Grohl is an ambitious guy; Nirvana, Foo Fighters… drumming for Queens of the Stone Age, Tenacious D and now heroic metal lover? It’s a pretty cool idea – Probot – one of rock’s biggest names paying homage to the cult underground metal heroes that he grew up on, getting them to sing over the top of his music. He may have started out on Sepultura and Motorhead but these days most of Dave Grohl’s musical output sits firmly planted in FM friendly territory – which means the first listen to this head-banging album the thought barely leaves your head, Dave Grohl did this? Cool!

Where Probot falls down is that it is an homage that leaves no room for reinvention whatsoever, its tracks follow very much in the vein of the guests that sing on each track. ’Red War’ (featuring Max Cavalera from Sepultura) and ‘Shake Your Blood’ (with Lemmy from Motorhead) are two highlights which would fit in on any of the guest stars’ albums. I guess that’s the point but gives Probot a certain predictability. Probot is wicked but I couldn’t help thinking – wouldn’t it be more interesting if Dave Grohl bought his heroes out of the 80’s, instead of bringing the 80’s back to them?

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James Robinson is a university dropout turned journalist who likes to pretend he has an honours degree. Turn ons include soup, scarfs, a hot bath and some FM-smooth Kenny G-esque instrumental jazz. Turn offs include student politicians, the homeless, and people who pronounce it supposebly.

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