Is rock dead or just in desperate need of defibrillation?
Here’s the deal: Rock isn’t dead. You are. I am. Everyone is. And you have a choice. You don’t have to listen to any of this copy/paste crap anymore. If it’s not Buddy Holly or Elvis Presley—but to the one-millionth degree in any realm—then it just deserves to go down. How far into the creative process are you? We’re going to be working together very soon and entering the studio in the first part of the year. But we write all the time. Joey Jordison writes 365 days a year, so it’s always on. But these nice big breaks that we take, they’re what get our appetites going. They’re what let the brains slow down and then speed up again. We gotta decompress for a little bit to just feel human if we’re going to be forced to be here in this reality. Who’s going to produce the album? There’s no set producer and no set recording locations, but all kinds of conversations are going on. Rick Rubin helped shape 2004’s Vol. 3: The Subliminal Verses into a ferocious and amazing record. Might you go back
