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BY DAVID LL0N1NGER
Assistant Sports Editor
Stone Temple Pilots
No. 4
★★ out of ★★★★
Stone Temple Pilots have finally regrouped to put together their fourth stu
dio album in seven years, but unfortunately, the album, appropriately titled No.
4, is such a deviation from STP’s usual style that it loses all sense of artistic qual
ity and musical clarity.
After the alternative, grunge-themed Core made it’s debut in 1992, the Pi
lots made a name for themselves as a Seattle-voiced band with driving rhythms
on Robert and Dean DeLeo’s blasting guitars, backed up by the explosive drum
ming of Eric Kretz. Lead singer Scott Weiland became known for his trademark
husky voice and unconventional singing style (like singing with a bullhorn and
standing on his head) and became a good, solid frontman to identify with, a nor
mal, everyday Joe unlike the superstar status of Pearl Jam’s Eddie Vedder or Nir
vana’s Kurt Cobain.
The band’s second effort, Purple, was even better than Core, featuring sev
eral probing tunes exploring the dark side of human emotion, such as the recog
nized ballad “Big Empty” and the more subtle tune of love gone bad, “Pretty Pen
ny.”
However, the band’s third album, (Tiny Music... Songs From the Vatican Gift
Shop), was a departure from the usual STP sound, with slower tunes, more in
strumentation and a more soulful Weiland mixed in with quick-paced tunes like
“Tumble in the Rough.” Although an admirable effort, the album was received
with mixed reviews, leaving hardly a delible impression with STP’s fans.
Following solo projects from Weiland (12 Bar Blues) and the other three mem
bers uniting as Talk Show, STP has attempted to put the familiar alternative sound
back into their music. But although the guitar and drum work is familiar and
consistent in the album’s 11 sones. the overall nroiect is too consistent.
The DeLeos manage to employ five chords in the album’s first three tracks,
while Weiland’s voice sounds pockmarked and uneven, probably stemming from
too many run-ins with heroin and the law. He seems desperately trying to keep
up with the guitar bursts, always lagging one step behind and trying to compen
sate by screaming indecipherable lyrics. Fans of No. 4’s first single, “Down,” will
be quickly disappointed when they hear the same beat and tunes repeated in “Heav
en and Hot Rods” and “Pruno.”
Although No. 4 isn’t as good as STP’s other albums, it does have redeeming
qualities. “Sour Girl,” an acoustic, falsetto performance nestled between two
uptempo songs, breaks up the album nicely, much “Plush” and “Creep” did on
Core. Also, the mournful tracks “Atlanta” and “Glide” feature interesting guitar
work and a bass voice from Weiland, rising and settling with perfection on “At
lanta’s” chorus: “She lives by the wall and waits by the door, she walks in the sun
to me.”
If the album were prepared properly through several takes ot songs, No. 4
might have reinvented rock n’ roll, as one critic suggested. However, the final
product falls flat in its performances. For the hard-core STP fan, No. 4 is a keep
er, but will collect dust as the band’s previous three albums receive more air time.
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