Rage Against The Machine	People Of The Sun   Server 2
Rage Against The Machine	Bulls On Parade
Rage Against The Machine	Vietnow
Rage Against The Machine	Revolver
Rage Against The Machine	Snakechamber
Rage Against The Machine	Tireme
Rage Against The Machine	Down Rodeo
Rage Against The Machine	Withouat A Face
Rage Against The Machine	Wind Below
Rage Against The Machine	Roll Right
Rage Against The Machine	Year Of The Boomerang

Review from Rolling Stone
This music isn't supposed to be fun. Rage Against the Machine have jacked up the sociopolitical siege mentality in their metallic hip-hop to such a dogmatic degree - and honed their sound to such maniacally shrill perfection - that the band and the roaring joys of its harangue 'n' roll seem virtually sexless. Which is not a problem. "Evil Empire" is so focused in agenda and attack that its Armageddon-just-around-the-corner dynamics are a welcome change from the milksop discontent of the average Buzz Bin band. Zack De La Rocha raps with impressive underdog passion (if limited range and tonality), and Tom Morello's guitar speaks in tongues; at one point in "Bulls on Parade," Morello simulates the corrosive screech of turntable scratching with astonishing precision. You don't have to agree with everything in De La Rocha's radical-reading-list proclamations to dig his energy, although there's nothing here that quite matches the bone-hard impact and universal resonance of the signature line from the band's last album: "Fuck you/I won't do what you told me."