Reception
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| Source | Rating |
| Allmusic | |
Daniel Gioffre stated in the Allmusic review: "Unlike many of their contemporaries, Deftones are very controlled even in the midst of chaos." He added: "Throw Abe Cunningham's surprisingly sophisticated drumming into the mix, and you have a band that possesses a far greater degree of nuance than most others that work in the genre." He also noted that "there is a bit of sameness in Chino Moreno's whispered vocal melodies, which drags the record down a bit."
Music critic Piero Scaruffi includes Adrenaline at number 33, just after Deicide's self-titled album and before Judas Priest's Sad Wings of Destiny, in his classification of the best metal albums of all times.
While the album was initially unsuccessful, extensive touring and word-of-mouth promotion built the band a dedicated fanbase and helped Adrenaline to sell over 220,000 copies. Asked to what he attributed the album's success, Cheng responded, "One word: perseverance. We've been together for almost eight years, on the road for two and we do it with honesty and integrity – and the kids can tell." The album was RIAA certified gold on July 7, 1999 in recognition of 500,000 units sold. It was eventually certified platinum on September 23, 2008 in recognition of 1,000,000 units sold.
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“Aesthetic emotion puts man in a state favorable to the reception of erotic emotion.... Art is the accomplice of love. Take love away and there is no longer art.”
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