Trouble, una banda que emergió de las sombras durante la primera oleada del movimiento doom metal, se formó en 1979 en las frías tierras de Chicago, Illinois. Fundada por el guitarrista Bruce Franklin y el vocalista Eric Wagner, Trouble surgió con una misión clara: desafiar las normas establecidas en la escena del heavy metal. Su enfoque oscuro y líricas introspectivas les permitieron destacarse desde el principio.
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Con una alineación tan talentosa, la banda logró crear un sonido único que combinaba pesadez y melancolía, alineándose con los preceptos del doom metal. Inspirados por los pioneros del género como Black Sabbath, pero con un enfoque más lírico y emocional, Trouble se convirtió rápidamente en una presencia influyente en la escena emergente del doom.
El primer álbum de Trouble, "Psalm 9", lanzado en 1984, fue una declaración de intenciones. Con pistas épicas como "The Tempter" y "Revelation (Life or Death)", capturaron la esencia del doom metal, ganándose una legión de seguidores dedicados. Las letras, que exploraban temas de desesperación y redención, resonaron profundamente entre los aficionados.
En 1985, Trouble lanzó "The Skull", un álbum que consolidó su estatus en la escena. Con
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Man, this crazy as f***
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I got nothin', man
30, you a fool for this one
I got nothin' on no nothin'
Nah, straight like that, though
Mike WiLL Made-It
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Few were out there in the bluff, Eastside just might see me in dirt
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Got all 12's on recurr, got off them bails, you hella hurt
Got a fair time, I failed to do, got a fair time, I failed the dirt
You lil' bitches failed to mention when you gossip in your kitchen
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You just want a young ni*** to come through (yeah)
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