Nu metal was dead and the corpse wasn’t even twitching. It was 2005 and the movement that had dominated music for much of the late 90s and early 2000s was laid out on the mortuary slab, stone cold to the touch, with zero chance of it suddenly rising up and gasping for air like the villain in a cheap horror movie.
Its demise was down to a mix of factors. Creative decline, over-exposure, the fact that any scene has a natural lifespan no matter how successful it once was. But there was something else happening, a wider sonic and cultural shift. Shit was getting heavy again.
