Pantera: The Complete Studio Albums 1990-2000

The cowboys from hell ride again, grooved and dressed up in garish duds.

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Predictably uncontaminated by a single shred from the Arlington Abbotts’ barely acknowledged opening quartet of independent albums (three Terry Glaze-fronted glam misfires, Phil Anselmo’s feet-finding Power Metal induction), this irresisitible compendium collates every vinyl ounce of Pantera intensity you’re ever likely to need.

Spirally scratched into weighty, turntable-enhancing wedges of garish coloured plastic and packed into a reassuringly weighty box, these four 12-inch bludgeons-to-the-head (Cowboys From Hell, Vulgar Display Of Power, Far Beyond Driven, The Great Southern Trendkill) are as undeniably unassailable as they’re appropriately titled.

Unconvinced? Maybe an additional seven-inch single – featuring non-album rarities Piss and Avoid The Light – will coax your hand into your pocket.

To the average, casually observing punter, Pantera can appear as just overly testosteroned purveyors of generic post-thrash, as technically adept as they are woefully soulless. But dip a toe in here and marvel. Pantera swing. Trademark groove metal brutality (Primal Concrete Sledge, Drag The Waters), offset by mainstream-mugging schizo-dynamism (Cemetery Gates, Hollow), invariably nailed by a band who retain the precision of James Brown’s J.B.’s even when as intoxicated as St Paddy’s Day Pogues.

Eulogies are all well and good, but Pantera’s 90s say more about the tragedy of Dimebag’s loss than fine words ever could.



Johnny Thunders: Daddy Rollin’ Stone EP

Limited edition of 1,300 copies, sherbet yellow 10-inch vinyl and a fold-out poster. And if that wasn’t enough, this beauty from the former Heartbreaker features four previously unbootlegged tracks recorded in ’78. Not excited yet? That’s Phil Lynott on the bass guitar. Yes, really.

Roger Waters: The Wall (Super-Deluxe Edition)

While the regular version is already out, this monumental edition won’t be along until January, presumably to give Mr Waters time to sign each of the 3,000 exquisitely packaged, multicoloured vinyl copies. At $500 (£330) a pop, this will generate $1.5 million in revenue.

The White Buffalo: Love And The Death Of Damnation

A new solo album from the nice long-haired chap who does the spooky songs on Sons Of Anarchy about murder and redemption and heartbreak and stuff. Move quickly to obtain the limited-edition, White Buffalo-signed white vinyl edition.

Ian Fortnam

Classic Rock’s Reviews Editor for the last 20 years, Ian stapled his first fanzine in 1977. Since misspending his youth by way of ‘research’ his work has also appeared in such publications as Metal Hammer, Prog, NME, Uncut, Kerrang!, VOX, The Face, The Guardian, Total Guitar, Guitarist, Electronic Sound, Record Collector and across the internet. Permanently buried under mountains of recorded media, ears ringing from a lifetime of gigs, he enjoys nothing more than recreationally throttling a guitar and following a baptism of punk fire has played in bands for 45 years, releasing recordings via Esoteric Antenna and Cleopatra Records.