FUCK FRED DURST
The reasons why we hate Fred Durst and Limp Bizkit
There are many reasons to dislike this man and his band, besides the fact that he's a complete talentless fuckstain. Although that is a large part of it.
- He's a talentless fuckstain. He has no vocal ability for anything but screaming, and even that is hugely lacking.
- He's obnoxious.
- He's the ultimate frat boy fashion hazzard. He's setting the trend for collage guys around the US and it's sad, because now we have to see stupid red baseball hats everywhere we go.
- His music is meaningless
- He thinks he's a badass when we're pretty sure a sickly 80 year old woman could beat him down.
- His band is called Limp Bizkit.
- They copy other people's shit and do it badly.
- A lack of creativity. I find a big need to emphasize that.
- He was born.
- He's a pansy. People I've talked to think this can't be said enough.
- He's a frat boy REJECT
- He demeaned Stained. He ruined a beautiful song with his worthless words and annoying voice.
- He hasn't found a good top to put him in his place.
- He has bitch tits.
- He's in porn. Do you really want to see this asshole naked?
- He's trying to be George Michael. No one can be George Michael but George Michael.
- No Rythem.
- He wears funny pants.
- His facial hair is weak.
- He never changes clothes
- Fred Durst clones.
- They keep making albums!
- At least Bob Dole has a pen
Patrick's Limp Bizkit Encounter or How Patrick Blew a Perfect Oppurtunity to End All Our Misery.
My first encounter with this epoch of utter musical shit came during the single best concert of my life. Such is my love of Faith No More, who were the headliners, that even the horrible Limp Wristit could not tear down my overall enjoyment of the show. However, the set I was forced to sit through was much like a root canal in which the dentist chose to go in anally. Oh, the first ten minutes were fine until we realized that they were serious. I was thinking 'hey this is cool, open Faith No More with a quirky and ironic roasting of metal and rap. Okay that is cool.' This was quickly replaced with 'Sweet Christ, they are not being ironic or clever...they just suck...and they are absolutely serious...oh my god look at the jackass guitarist with the stupid mask on...and this fat Mike Mears(sp) wannabe up there...' My world crumbled around me as the shock of how much they sucked really worked its way into my brain. The music offended me on a molecular level. It got worse. At one point, as my friends and I whiled the time away playing Paper, Rock, Scissors, Durst starts talking. He asks the crowd if they want original music. Everyone does. He asks how many people out there hate when bands rip other bands off and have no talent of their own. Not without irony, the crowd says 'yeah!'He says some bullshit about how they are the real deal and their next song is about all those other bands who rip everyone else off...so they play counterfeit. Fine. So the next thing out of Durst's ignorant mouth is 'Here's something for the ladies" and they play Faith...by George Michael. Okay fine,lots of bands do covers of shitty 80's songs. the next thing is some horrible and masauginist(sp) song 'for the men'I think this song had a chorus like "nobody loves me, nobody cares." These lyrics are about as deep as your average angsty teen's acne scars. then shithead says "how many of you guys like Rage against the Machine" the crowd indicates that many of them do. NO SHIT this guy that ten minutes ago was decrying derivitive bands says 'then you should like this next song." It sounds exactly FUCKING like Rage. The rest of the set was equally uninspired dogshit that was stolen from the Suicidal Tendencies play book and the only entertainment came from one of my friend's loud and extremely mocking rendetion of the "Nobody loves me, nobody cares" at the top of his lungs in between songs...we were pretty damn close to the stage, by the way. So derivitive was Durst's whole stage show, he even employed the "on the count of three tell me 'fuck you'" schtick that we've been seeing at rock shows for ten years.
So there we were after the show, hoping that Faith No More would come out to the tour buses and there was Dik Suckit standing about 5 ft from me eating a pizza and looking fairly dejected that the throng of fans wanted nothing to do with them. SO there we were. Just a stones throw away. I MEAN LITERALLY. Sadly, I did nothing and they eventually went on to be on Mtv and our fate was sealed. I had to see the bastards again when they opened for Primus...the crowd was openly hostile to them and Durst almost got into a fight with some guys in front. Their stage show was exactly the same, with Durst's talking between songs the exact same. He was pissed when people told him to fuck off when he hadn't even counted to three yet...what a jackass.
In closing, I want to say that Durst and crew is arguably the worst bunch of musicians I have ever heard. Nothing they do is inspired. Their lyrical content is vapid and obvious, Durst's vocals are the same across the board, his melodies follow the same tired, played out formula. Durst tries to engratiate himself everywhere he can and seems to feel like he is some sort of genius as opposed to some garden variety ripoff artist. This high opinion of himself has lead to even less variety and innovation in their tired and pathetic music. Honestly, there are not enough bad things I can say about him...and that Christina Aguilaria thing at the music awards? The Creed thing? All examples of what an egotistical jackass this man is. People are always saying "what about Wes Borland? He's good..." Have you heard Big Dumb Face? It sounds like the fucking singing animals at Chucky Cheeses. As far as I am concerned, if he were so fucking good he would see how stupid Shit Bukit is and move on...but not to something like Big Dumb Face...that is utter shit too. Fuck Limp Bizkit, fuck 'em right in the ear.
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