Best (or worst?) of the Something Wicked Trilogy (Remake)

Kanadwen · Best (or worst?) of the Something Wicked Trilogy (Remake)

*Note: I have it setup so you can vote for the best, and the worst! And when I mean worst, just not that great, still good song though Razz

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The Something Wicked Trilogy rerecorded for the Overture of the Wicked album...what are your opinions? Personally, I think it was a hit and miss. The beginning half of the Prophecy is just a kick ass, while the ending just got smacked down. Birth of the Wicked sounds the same, but the stretched out vocals of Tim just make it horrible IMO.

Soooooooooooo
Behold the birrrrrrth
The wicked chillllllllllllld
Born of the beast
in eastern saaaaaaaaaaaands

You get the point, cool stuff, but I don't like it. Now, to The Coming Curse. We have the intro cut out (Anybody know why it was? I never found out *sad face*) then the "electronic" feel of the guitar sorta say, I'm not a musician so I might be out of my mind but it sounds like nothing compared to the original one. The original sounds more "heavy and real" if that makes sense. I do like the new rift at 3:18. The new chants at 4:26 are awesome, but you can barely hear the guitar, so eh. Ripper screaming after that is just awesome, so the rest of the song is ok.

Get to it! Oh, feel free to discuss Ten Thousand Strong to the new one (Part 1).

Set Abominae

I give Ripper credit for trying to do his own thing. I also give Jon credit for trying to re-do the songs with some new riffs and solos.

But I still don't like them. They're mediocre, at best.

Dante

I think that The Coming Curse is the best Tim redone!

The Wicked One

Prophecy and Coming Curse were good but redone that gave off a different feeling that we had with the 1st version.

So they don't deserve a bad rating.

Birth of the Wicked on the other hand just got to me.

KupoBarlow

Dante

ragnew

The Coming Curse is terrible on "Overture of the Wicked" in my eyes. I haven't touched the disc in ages, and the butchering that occured on TCC has to be a sin of some kind!

I hated the "Tim-era" version of that song with a passion... But in all honesty, the re-vamped trilogy just sucked in general.

Zook

The Whole rerecorded trilogy sucked. All the intensity was removed for palm muted garbage. I don't even mind Timporary Owens. It's Schaffer that screwed it up by making the guitar and drums all "machine gun" like. That sounds cool and all, but doesn't compare to the awesome riffs of the original. The only cool part about the rerecorded trilogy is the beginning of Prophecy, but it all goes downhill after that.

Tainted Innocence

i haven't even heard it,
but i know nothing can beat the original.

TheGunslinger

Imho even worse than Tim's vocals where the redone instruments... using baritone guitars is all fine with me but it doesn't fit to the trilogy - not the way Jon did it. It's all too low and sounds muddy... all the aggressiveness is gone

Tainted Innocence

your signature made me laugh... SOOOO hard.

Dante

GGGHAHAHA!
IE is the only thing that can beat Chuck Norris! (Only because Chuck's only 1 guy, and can't growl)

The Sexiest Metalhead

Dante

I bet Chuck Norris has a picture of Iced Earth in his valet!

TheGunslinger

Kids have posters of Chuck Norris hanging above their beds...
Chuck Norris has posters of Iced Earth hanging above his^^

Aggelos Poneros

Dante

TheVileMessiah

Everyone knows that Chuck Norris round housed kicked Gerald Way, there was such a mighty meeting of both kick assery and teenage faggotry the resulting blow inversed Gerald Way, creating a negative image that was so powerful that Chuck Norris knew that the design could be forced to do evil in the wrong emo hands. He went back in time and hid the image, the design for the greatest metal singer to ever be, in the wilderness that would become Salt Lake City.

10,000 year go by....the negative image first becomes aware of it's surroundings, it's prison under the Earth, then he became aware of itself. So it came to sentience, and through frequencies unknown to man, he channeled matter into his own fleshless being. And so he grows stronger as the years past, building momentum to the day he shall be released.

Mormon members in the late 60's decide they have found the perfect site for a new place of Worship, the place is clear and beautiful. Fruits grow from the trees healthy and unplucked, but strangely there are no sounds here. The place's quit is argued as it's calming tranquility of God. But even the ignorant Mormons sense something powerful here, something nearly infinite in mind and rnage yet trapped in a finite physical space. Something so unbelievably beautifully that it could destroy there faith in the sheer glory of it, bowing to this new thing if it so appeared. Some thought of this place's aura in this term, consciously and unconsciously, but they spoke nothing of it.

So the foundations were laid and the church was built, and only a few feet from under it's basement cement foundation laid the now aware but nameless being. Stirring from it's ancient Slumber.

So on the first Sunday, they had service and they prayed before the paintings of Joseph Smith and listened to the words of Preacher, the man they considered having a higher communication with God, even though he was just like them physically and mentally. And so they sang there half-assed poetry hymns, singing loudly but without passion. And so they had communion and should have ended there, but it was not to be.

An Earthquake shock the very foundations of the building, there would never be reports of an Earthquake in that area, but the Mormons of the that congratulation certainly felt the tremors rip through the building. Felt the foundation crack underneath there best shoes. Then they felt something unexperienced in there lifetime, something all would remember till there deathbeds.

They witnessed in that crumpling structure, with the plaster and wood raining down upon them, the rising of the nameless beast. A being so metal that it's form was incoherent to the eye. It was as if the mouth of God had opened and brilliant light was drowning the universe, chocking it with madness, crushing it with beauty. Some fled, some fell over dead, other ran into the light screaming a name in frightful union, a name so common, yet spoken with such hallowed reverence that it seemed to be the name of some lost Demi-God.

Matt they chanted before being consumed by the infinite being, Matt...Matt....Matt....

And so when the Church had emptied the being was left with a choose, live an infinite life knowing among all the stars, or downgrading itself to a mortal man to live an finite among humans and their wickedness. In almost choose the first, before somehow feeling the presence of child, far away, but it's Metalness was so powerful that the being traveled silently and instantly and to witness what it was.

It was a tiny infant named Jon Schaffer, and in that moment, it made it's choice....