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Iowa, the follow-up to the groundbreaking self-titled debut album, turned hard rock and metal on its head with its aggression and brutal sounds. It remains a classic 10 years later and this release celebrates this one of a kind album cycle.

Iowa is certified Platinum and Rolling Stone said: "Iowa is not just the first great record of the nu-metal era - it's better than that."

The album spawned the singles "Left Behind" and "My Plague" plus Slipknot classics "People=Shit," "The Heretic Anthem" and "Disasterpiece."

The 10th Anniversary Special Edition features 2 CDs and 1 DVD. It includes the original Iowa album plus a bonus remix, the audio from the legendary "Disasterpieces" concert filmed in London in 2002. The DVD includes a brand new hour long film by the M. Shawn "Clown" Crahan that documents the chaotic Iowa cycle.

Right from the introductory shriek and grind of "(515)," you know Slipknot are deadly serious about making a real heavy metal album. Iowa is intimidating in its unforgiving heaviness. Produced to perfection by wunderkind Ross Robinson, it takes the best of Slayer as a starting point. "People = Shit," "The Heretic Anthem," and "New Abortion" are relentless and wholly brutal, but this is no mere thrash. "Disasterpiece" features a weird, hypnotic riff, while "Left Behind" comes across like a duet between Alice in Chains' Layne Staley and Slayer's Tom Araya. The rerecorded "Gently" builds slowly from industrial atmospherics to a punishing explosion of noise. The title track (also old and formerly known as "Killers Are Quiet") is a deeply unsettling heavy-metal "Midnight Rambler." Frontman Corey Taylor claims to have performed it naked and bleeding from self-inflicted wounds, which isn't hard to believe. This masterfully constructed collection is painfully raw and utterly compelling. --Dominic Wills

Birth: Dec. 28, 1822
Washington
Washington County
Pennsylvania, USA
Death: Sep. 12, 1900
Council Bluffs
Pottawattamie County
Iowa, USA

Obituiary:

Nonpareil, Council Bluffs, IA, Thursday, September 13, 1900, Page 1

DEATH OF A PIONEER
THOMAS OFFICER SUCCUMBS AT THE AGE OF 77.
IDENTIFIED WITH THE CITY FOR HALF A CENTURY.
SUCCESSFUL IN BUSINESS AND GENEROUS WITH FELLOWMEN.
Close of a Life of Remarkable Activity Along Many Lines, With Great Effort for Good.

Thomas Officer, one of the men whose lives have been woven into the growth of the city and have been made part of the history of Council Bluffs, died yesterday about noon at his home on Willow avenue, after a brief illness, which began on Monday of last week at Leadville, Col., where he had been spending the summer. During the recent months the members of the family, as they have seen him from day to day, were loathe to believe that he was failing in strength, but as they look back now they realize that for several months his vitality has been giving away. He realized that he had not long to live and as he put it "was living on borrowed time," but he was anxious to hold out to the last and die in the harness.
Left to Avoid the Heat.

Feeling oppressed by the intense heat of early July, Mr. Officer suddenly left for Colorado, where he hoped to feel better. After spending a day or two in Denver, he hurried on to Leadville only to find that he had made the change too suddenly and that he must seek a lower altitude for a time. He immediately returned to Denver, where he found business that called him to Kansas, and on his return to Denver he started again for Leadville by easy stages. This accomplished the desired result, for by the time he had again reached the higher altitude his system had become accustomed to the change and he seemed to get along well. Letters written home told of his enjoyment of the summer and of the improvement in the condition of the health of his son, William P., who was there with him and who was tramping the mountains.

Monday night of last week he was taken sick with a bowel trouble, but Tuesday he was better and went down town. That night the illness came on him again and with greater severity. During the night he caught cold and when morning came he was found to be seriously ill and suffering from a nervous chill. He was then taken to St. Luke's hospital until Saturday, when his son started home with him. They missed connections at Denver and Mr. Officer lay all day Sunday in the sleeper on a side track outside of Denver and arrived here on Monday. Mrs. Officer and her son, Charles T. Officer, started from here Saturday to meet the sick man, but owing to the failure of the connections the meeting failed and Mrs. Officer and son spent Sunday in a Kansas town where they met the returning party on Monday. After arriving here, Mr. Officer failed rapidly and it was seen that his death was only a question of a short time.
Sketch of His Life.

Thomas Officer was born near Little Washington, Washington county, Pennsylvania, December 28, 1822, and was the son of Robert and Margaret Scott Officer. He graduated from Washington-Jefferson college at the age of 17 years with the highest honors of his class, and, being set apart for the ministry, he attended Princeton theological seminary where he was a classmate and companion of many of the great theologians of the Presbyterian church--for instance Dr. William Paxton with whom, throughout their lives, he was a close friend. His eyes failed him after two years of close application to the profession of his choice and he had to seek a vocation where he could use his hands rather than his eyes. He received the appointment of instructor at the Ohio institute for the Deaf and Dumb at Columbus, where he remained several years and until selected by the legislature of Illinois to build and act as president of the Institute for the Deaf and Dumb Jacksonville. He organized that school and laid out the grounds for the building which is now one of the objects of pride in Illinois. Ten years later he came west to enter up some land at Sioux City and Council Bluffs.
Came to Council Bluffs.

That was the beginning of his acquaintance with this section of the country. In the following year he went back to Illinois for his family and Council Bluffs has since been his home and the center of his interests. He was associated in the removal west with W. H. M. Pusey and the two men established the private bank of Officer & Pusey in 1857. This bank has stood through all of the panics and financial troubles which have since swept over this country and it is said it is the only one of seventeen banks in this city that went safely through the panic of 1857. Together the men have engaged in various enterprises in this vicinity, though in the main they have held to their banking and real estate business. At times they would pick up some business on a mortgage and carry it on until they had secured the m

All the way to Jackson
I don't think I'll miss you much
All the way to Jackson
I don't think I'll miss you much
Once I get to Lafayette
I'm not gonna mind one bit
Once I get to Lafayette
I'm not gonna mind one little bit
Once I get to Baton Rouge
I won't cry a tear for you
Once I get to Baton Rouge
I won't cry a tear for you
All the way to Jackson
I don't think I'll miss you much
All the way to Jackson
I don't think I'll miss you much

I was driving home tonight while listening to this song, and it inspired the idea for a diptych. I had recently scanned the image on the right - it was taken while driving down an empty Interstate in Minnesota. (Yes, one hand out the window, one holding the camera and a knee to steady the steering wheel.)

I also felt the need to convert this image to duotone... don't ask me why; it just seemed right and fitting.

This song, by the way, is my favorite Lucinda Williams song. Surprisingly it has been a good choice to play on my iPod while running, as it has a smooth, steady rhythm and the lyrics evoke that sense of change and movement forward. Thepse lyrics, when merely read, sound as though the singer is bitter and angry and resolute. When heard aloud, however, the words are transformed into something full of yearning, mourning and missing. As though the words are only a brave show, as though the singer is only trying to convince herself that everything will be okay.