That's what I call an acoustic surprise attack par excellence because the second work ("2 Minutes For Roughing" was released in 2001) of Hungarian SUPERBUTT is quite an album and convinces through clenched power, moving songs and breath-taking witty playing. All these ingredients make "The Unbeatable Seven" an absolute killer album and catapult SUPERBUTT without any doubt at the top of the Hungarian scene which was already able to cause a sensation in the past with EKTOMORF or STRONG DEFORMITY. However the ideas aren't necessarily revolutionary and not unknown by Nu-Metal measures, nevertheless the quintet manages to add an own touch to their songs and in principle shouldn't really have difficulties in taking the European market by storm.
Because really good music has always found its loyal followers and this is an irrefutable fact here. Somewhere between SYSTEM OF A DOWN, APEX THEORY or also KORN, who can quite be described as initiators and founding fathers of Nu-Metal, there are the lovingly produced compositions and above all they should quickly convince fans of this sound. And with the new masterpiece nothing was left to chance, because starting with the artistically high-quality art work complete with steel nail in the CD case, to the ultra-heavy sound that was arranged by none less than Zoli Teglas (the singer of US-Hardcore cult band IGNITE), everything was staged with high quality and professionally. The extensive tours for the debut let the band grow and mature additionally, which isn't hard to see on the new tracks.
It is true that the title "The Unbreakable Eleven", if it's referring to the eleven contained songs, is somewhat swanky, yet there is a gleam of truth behind it. Variation and technical proficiency are massively present and the opener "Pioneer" already doesn't let you calm down anymore and in addition to that it spreads good mood. "Spilt Milk" is crazy and tuned in, too, before a portion of additional variation through perfectly integrated female vocals is injected into the funny hustle and bustle with "Fishmachine". Although "Bonestar" begins relaxed, it gets crazy later and rocks so that it's a great pleasure. It's especially the chorus that is convincing and singer Voros Andras proves how variably he can use his voice. "(Joe De Miro's) Concrete Shoes" can also offer ultra-thickly roasting guitar walls and the funky bass ribbons fit perfectly with the general image, before another typical Nu-Metal breaker is blown through the speakers with "Balloonhead".
Real highlights are hard to name, as the whole record has an equally high level. So "Eat My Brains" also is a street song that can almost be called a classic earwig, which comes along pretty lively and quite danceable. But that's not yet everything, because with "Helmet And Gloves" you continue to get the full monty and good mood. However SUPERBUTT are miles away from a funny Rock troup and only the troup's authentic and relaxed appearance is instantly moving and fills the room with good vibrations. With "Victory" you get a down-to-earth rocker hit over the head and even on the home straight the Hungarians don't get weaker. The short, slightly queer "Wild" grooves extremely heavily to close the long player properly with the following "Our Country".
No damaged goods far and wide, but eleven really blessed songs that are hard to compete with and should be enough to fully satisfy fans of this music. Instead of getting the next American and meanwhile often faceless "wannabe-sensation", you should give SUPERBUTT a chance and I assure you, you won't regret it at all.
(via Alex E. of The Metal Observer, August 25, 2004)
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