Album Review: "The Tribe" by TRIBE (1996)
Alright, buckle up, because we’re diving into The Tribe, a rock gem from Denmark that dropped in ‘96. Released under Sweet Silence Studios and co-produced by Flemming Rasmussen (yeah, the dude who worked with Metallica—impressive creds, right?), this album feels like a time capsule of raw energy and unfiltered vibes. It’s not perfect, but it’s got soul—and sometimes, that’s all you need.
Let’s talk tracks. First off, there’s “Tonight.” Man, this song hits hard. The opening riff grabs you by the collar and doesn’t let go. It’s one of those tunes where you can practically smell the smoke-filled dive bars and feel the sticky floor beneath your boots. What makes it stick? Maybe it’s the way the vocals teeter between desperation and defiance, or maybe it’s just the killer guitar solo that sneaks up on you like an ex you thought you’d forgotten. Either way, it’s unforgettable.
Then there’s “Parasites,” which is basically the angsty younger sibling of the bunch. This track has attitude for days, with lyrics sharp enough to cut glass. There’s something about the driving rhythm and snarling vocals that scream, “I’m pissed, but I’m also kinda cool about it.” You know what I mean? It’s the kind of song you blast when you’re stuck in traffic or pretending to be deep while staring out a rainy window.
Now, let’s not forget the rest of the lineup: “Coming Down,” “The Walker,” “No Way Out”—all solid contributions to the rock canon. But honestly, if you’re looking for polish, this ain’t it. These songs are more like rough sketches than finished masterpieces. And yet…that’s kind of their charm. They’re real. Unapologetic. Like someone spilled beer on the mixing board, shrugged, and said, “Eh, good enough.”
What really stands out about The Tribe is its authenticity. Sure, it sounds like it was recorded in someone’s garage (or maybe a very fancy Danish studio), but that DIY edge gives it life. Plus, it’s refreshing to hear a band that doesn’t take itself too seriously. These guys aren’t trying to reinvent rock—they’re just having fun with it.
So, would I recommend The Tribe? Absolutely—if you’re into gritty, no-frills rock that feels like a punch to the gut in the best possible way. Just don’t expect perfection. Hell, don’t even expect coherence half the time. But do expect to nod your head, tap your foot, and maybe even air-guitar your way through a few tracks.
Final thought: Listening to this album made me realize two things. One, Denmark knows how to rock. Two, I now have an inexplicable urge to grow my hair out and buy a leather jacket. Coincidence? Probably not.
