Mate. Feed. Kill. Repeat. is the first official release by American metal band Slipknot. Originally considered their first album, the band now considers it to be a demo.
Released originally on October 31, 1996, it was limited to production of 1,000 copies. The band originally self-distributed some of these copies, but went on to release the remaining units through -ismist Recordings in 1997. Due to its limited release, the album has become much sought by fans since Slipknot's rise in fame.
Despite considering it their first album upon released, the band now considers Mate. Feed. Kill. Repeat. to be a demo and have evolved and released the majority of the songs on future releases, albeit usually in radically altered forms. It was recorded in Des Moines, Iowa, over a period of seven months. The music of the album contains many influences including funk, jazz, and disco which weren't as apparent in later material. Many of the lyrics and the album's title are derived from the role playing game Werewolf: The Apocalypse. The songs contain an "emphasis on non-traditional songwriting" and melodic themes more than subsequent releases. Most of the songs were re-recorded for future albums, for example: "Gently" and "Killers are Quiet" were re-recorded for the album Iowa, with "Killers are Quiet" being renamed as the title track and containing different lyrics. "Only One", "Tattered & Torn", and "Slipknot" were also re-recorded for their self-titled debut album, with "Slipknot" renamed as "(sic)" and all given new lyrics.
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“I brush my hair,
waiting in the pain machine for my bones to get hard,
for the soft, soft bones that were laid apart
and were screwed together. They will knit.
And the other corpse, the fractured heart,
I feed it piecemeal, little chalice. I’m good to it.”
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