Nailbomb’s Proud to Commit Commercial suicide fulfills the promise of its title. Filled with ugly, raw noises, the record is an endurance test for some listeners, sheer bliss for others. The band distills the dirtiest elements of industrial, metal and grunge, creating a scathing, blistering grind. Fans of balls-out, no-holds-barred metal will love it but listerners fond of melody will find it rather tedious.
- Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide
Zero Hour compiles live performances suicide gave in New York City and Berlin in the late ’70s and early ’80s. Although these live takes aren’t drastically different from the studio versions, the icy intensity of the music makes Zero Hour a must-hear for dedicated Suicide fans.
- Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide
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Confusingly released in 1980 as Alan Vega/Martin Rev: Suicide, Mute reissued Suicide’s second album as The Second Album in 2000. The reissue adds the “Dream Baby Dream” single, as well as a second disc of Vega and Rev’s first rehearsal tapes. The Ric Ocasek-produced Second Album is less confrontational and more contemporary than the duo’s terrifying debut. Vega’s rockabilly snarl and Rev’s burbling electronics remain, but Ocasek’s involvement purges a pop sensibility only hinted at on Suicide. Hell, some of the tracks are downright pretty (”Shadazz,” “Diamonds, Fur Coat, Champagne”). Perhaps it’s not as renegade as suicide, but it’s an arguably better, more realized work, and just as essential. Three of the tracks found on the first rehearsal tapes disc were previously issued on ROIR’s Half Alive in 1981. The rehearsals are extremely spatial and equally creepy as the proper studio works. Most of the tracks lurch by at a mid-tempo pace; Vega’s distorted vocalisms are rather restrained but highly sinister, and Rev’s sonic wizardry is delightfully horrific.
- Andy Kellman, All Music Guide
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First views of suicide Party’s twisted kiddy cartoons and obvious song titles might have some people charging Fort Lauderdale’s Bishop of putting too much emphasis on their blackhumored, often silly lyrics, in place of the music itself. But that’s maybe just as well since hardcore’s innate sonic limitations pretty much require a band have something to say be it serious, comical, whatever. Bishop sure try, and whether it’s antibad habit harangues like “Wreck,” “Ingest,” and “(Life is One Big) Suicide Party,” accusatory tirades such as “Old Habits,” “Throwaway,” and “Next Big Thing” (featuring the rather clever line “You never cared about a fking thing but being seen and being scene”), or droll ditties like “Eat St” and the selfexplanatory, foursecondlong “Go Fk Yourself,” said amusing touches definitely help to offset the excessive preaching inspired by their straightedge mentality. In fact, for a band that claims to have formed for sheer fun, Bishop spend a lot of energy getting on people’s cases, and since they also don’t ultimately come up with a single original sounding piece of music during this entire halfhour debut, words are really all they got that and the mindless adrenaline rush of the mosh pit. Average in every sense of the word.
- Eduardo Rivadavia, All Music Guide
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With just a little more righteous anger, New Jersey collective Slow suicide Stimulus would make a pretty strong bid to become the Public Enemy of the postmillennial age. The debut album by the underground quartet led by rappers Tame One and Dusted Dons is filled with the kind of heavy beats, layers of samples, and aggressive sound mixing that the Bomb Squad perfected back in the day, and the lyrics are politically and socially charged. The difference is that Slow Suicide Stimulus has a considerably more cynical, almost fatalistic feel to its lyrics, so much that even the most outraged song on the album, “Antidote,” sounds like it’s delivered with a diffident shrug. Different times indeed, but the primary pleasures of the album are in the exceedingly inventive arrangements and powerful beats underpinning the songs, so it’s not a fatal problem even for those who miss Chuck D’s seething. Slow Suicide Stimulus is as musically inventive and exciting as hiphop got in 2006. [A 2006 edition includes one bonus track.]
- Stewart Mason, All Music Guide
