It is the seamless way the songs on the eponymously titled 311 combine the band's influences into a potent blend of ap, funk, and ock that renders this album a cut above those of their competitors. These riff-heavy and radio-ready songs are underscored by a tight drum sound (often with a piccolo snare), the scratching of turntables, and the crunch of heavy guitars: a formidable backdrop for this surprisingly melodic effort. The rhythms of eggae and ska percolate through this mix, and the harmonies of Nick Hexum and S.A. Martinez lend the band an edge not found in the majority of bands that feature rapping over ock beats.
Twice this past Sunday I heard 311's "Down" on the radio. Before this Sunday I couldn't tell you the last time I listened to 311. No reason for that in particular except things get lost in the massive ol' music library and that song is so 1995. (P.S. 1995 ruled!) Turns out it was an omen. Today news hits that 311 will release their new rock-centric album, Uplifter, the band's first in three yea...
311's combination of funk, rap, metal, ska, and reggae has resulted in a few intriguing tunes, even if most of their work sounds more like science experiments gone horribly wrong. Their lyrics are a similarly odd mélange: science-fiction references, effusive odes to the mind-expanding powers of marijuana, and unconvincing white boy hip-hop braggadocio. Here are five of the worst lines from five..