Body Count - ‘Bloodlust’ (Century Media Records) Print E-mail
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Written by Matt Bunting   
Wednesday, 26 April 2017 04:30

Body Count - BloodlustIce T returns with another album of crossover rap / metal, but this time he’s taking things a bit more seriously. One of the greatest things about Body Count over the years has been that this is Ice T’s side project to all his other endeavours, so he only really did it for a bit of an outlet to vent on top of all the movie, solo and producing work he does. This allowed him to have fun with his music: most previous Body Count albums are smeared with a clever streak of dark humour. But not on ‘Bloodlust’ - here he is pissed off (really pissed off) at the current state of the world.


Body Count was the band that made me do bad shit as a kid. There’s just something about their unique and aggressive sound that makes you wanna break shit, burn shit, let off steam. That first record was an undisputable 90’s classic and arguably they have never come close to that blistering debut record since. This is despite releasing four solid albums between that and new record Bloodlust, but this could well be the year Body Count are taken seriously.


The album opens with the slow riffs and pounding drums of ‘Civil War’ (featuring a spoken word intro by Dave Mustaine for some reason), Ice T spits a typically acerbic lyric over it all hammering home his view that the world is fucked, no matter your colour. Most of the songs here follow the same lyrical drive, the theme runs throughout the record. Track two is for me the standout and also most traditional Body Count track here, ‘The Ski Mask Way’. This is an all-out attack on people not being careful, particularly with what they post on the internet. “All on instagram, showin’ that cash off” he rants before hitting the chorus, “I gotta get paid, the ski mask way”. Under the quality lyrics is a menacing mix of thrash and stop start hardcore that really pushes this track along.


There’s on odd diversion just before the record flips when Ice tells us he only formed Body Count to give his mate Ernie C a platform to play his guitar. He then tells us he combined the ‘impending doom’ of Sabbath and the ‘punk sensibility’ of Suicidal Tendencies with the ‘speed and precision’ of his favourite group Slayer. Before you can think what’s all this leading to they jump headfirst into a blistering cover of ‘Raining Blood’. It’s actually pretty decent - but it doesn’t really add anything to what is an otherwise highly politically charged LP.


Another celeb mate crops on ‘Walk With Me’, and you would be forgiven for thinking that the start section sounds like Lamb of God as that is indeed Randy Blythe barking away. This unfortunately for me doesn’t work. The bits with Randy sound like Lamb of God and the bits with Ice sound like Body Count. A bit pointless and the album would have been better without this guest spot for sure.


To be fair though, that’s the only really shaky tune here, the rest is equally as strong as 2014’s return to form ‘Manslaughter’. This record finishes on a huge high with the trio of ‘No Lives Matter’, ‘Bloodlust’ and ‘Black Hoodie’. Three top quality crossover metal tracks that all have that signature Body Count attack and groove. ‘No Lives Matter’ and second single ‘Black Hoodie’ deal with police brutality and profiling and have sharp lyrics over some top quality metal.



The whole album is very of the time, packed with Ice T’s commentary on the state of the world today blended with some killer cutting edge riffs and rhythms. If you’re already into Body Count, you’ll love this. However if you’re new to the party, I’d go back and try the debut first then maybe ‘Manslaughter’ as this is a pretty serious record dealing with serious issues. The earlier work is definitely more accessible, but with that being said, even when they swap out the humour for serious commentary Body Count is still a bad ass and (possibly more than ever right now) relevant rap metal hybrid.


‘Bloodlust’ is out now.


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