Machine Head, uno de los nombres más icónicos en la historia del heavy metal, se formó en la vibrante escena musical de Oakland, California, en 1991. El grupo fue una creación del carismático líder Robb Flynn, quien había sido parte de la prolífica banda de thrash metal Vio-lence. Con una visión clara y una determinación inquebrantable, Flynn reunió a un talentoso grupo de músicos que compartirían su pasión por el metal. Junto a él estaban el guitarrista Logan Mader, el bajista Adam Duce, y el baterista Tony Costanza, aunque este último fue reemplazado rápidamente por Chris Kontos, formando así la primera alineación definitiva de Machine Head.
Machine Head irrumpió en la escena con su álbum debut "Burn My Eyes" en 1994, bajo el sello Roadrunner Records. Este disco no solo ganó reconocimiento inmediato, sino que también estableció un nuevo estándar en el mundo del metal. Con pistas poderosas como “Davidian” y “Old,” el álbum despliega una cruda intensidad que reflejaba las dificultades sociales y personales de la época. “Burn My Eyes” no solo fue un éxito comercial, sino que recibió elogios de la crítica, catapultando a Machine Head al estatus de banda de culto.
Con cada álbum sucesivo, Machine Head exploró nuevas facetas de su sonido. En 1997, lanzaron "The More Things Change...", un disco que, aunque mantenía la agresividad de su debut, mostraba una producción más refinada y una complejidad lírica mayor. Esto fue Ver BiograFia Completa
We rise
We fall
And then we come together and
Despise this all
So get your middle fingers in the air
And sing
They can't ignore us anymore
It's up to us
So hear me out cause I don't give a fuck
I'm stuck
I'm heading off the deep end like a truck
No brakes
I grip the wheel and start to shake
I beat my chest to feel alive
Not part of the hive
Comatose america, the zombies are in charge
Watch out for your brothers man, it really isn't that hard
Have our souls turned cold?
The path I walk is only for the strong and the bold
I walk along a lonely road
It's all I know
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
And if I'm lost
I don't want to be found
Haunted by sound
Open up the floor and start a pit
This shit
Is building up inside of me
I can't pretend, that I won't fuckin' snap tonight
You'll find me nine feet in the grave
Before I'm a slave
Catatonic ignorance, the cronies run the show
Preying on our differences, divide and conquer the low
While I may be old
The world I see is only for the strong and the bold
I walk along a lonely road
It's all I know
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
And if I'm lost
I don't want to be found
Haunted by sound
Because we rise
We fall
And then we come together and despise
Them all
So get your middle fingers in the air
And bleed
They can't ignore us anymore cause
I don't give a fuck
We rise
We fall
And then we come together and despise
This all
So get your middle fingers in the air
And bleed
They can't ignore us anymore cause
I don't give a fuck
We rise
We fall
And then we come together and despise
This all
So get your middle fingers in the air
And bleed
They can't ignore us anymore cause
I don't give a fuck
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
No hope
I can't cope
Songs in kaleidoscope
This hole in my soul
Songs fill what religion won't
No hope, I can't cope
Music plays in kaleidoscope
And if I'm lost
I don't want to be found
Haunted by sound