LIVE 101 PROOF 1997
1) New Level (4:24)
2) Walk (5:50)
3) Becoming (3:59)
4) 5 Minutes Alone (5:36)
5) Sandblasted Skin (4:29)
6) Suicide Note Pt. 2 (4:20)
7) War Nerve (5:21)
8) Strength Beyond Strength (3:37)
9) Domination/Hollow (3:43)
10) This Love (6:57)
11) I'm Broken (4:27)
12) Cowboys From Hell
13) Cemetery Gates 
14) Hostile 
Studio Tracks:

15) Where You Come From
16) I Can't Hide 

-Label: Elektra
-release date: 7/14/97
-gold certification: 5/14/99
LIVE TRACKS:
-Produced and mixed by Vinnie Paul and Dimebag Darrell
-Mix assisted by Sterling Winfield
-Recorded live by Aaron Barnes
-Assisted by Roberto Drules
2 STUDIO TRACKS:
-Produced and mixed by Vinnie Paul and Dimebag Darrell
-Assisted by "Rumple" Windfeller
-Engineered by Vinnie Paul
-Assisted by Sterling Winfield
-Mixed in DWG, TX at Chasin Jason Studios
-Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound
-ALL songs written and arranged by Pantera
-Live 101 Art Direction by Jim deBarros
-Design: Sara Rotman @ MODCo/ Jim Barros
-Cover Photograph: John Falls
-Live Photography: Joe Giron

     Few thrash-metal bands provoke a crowd into frothing fits of rage as effectively as Pantera. The group's first live album, Official Live: 101 Proof, captures the sonic assault that sparks such hysteria. Militaristic beats, jagged riffs and tortured guitar squalls are intertwined with Phil Anselmo's rabid-drill-sergeant vocals, which can build from a staccato bark to an elongated roar. Song tempos alternate between a goose-step march ("Walk," "Becoming") and a full-tilt spring ("Strength Beyond Strength," "Fucking Hostile"), and even the slowest tracks broil with tightfisted fury. Throughout Official Live, Pantera's followers roar with approval as their messiah spews bits of betweensong wisdom like, "May you get high, may you drop acid, may you get laid and all that good shit!" For those who survive the 14 live tracks, the band draws fresh blood on Official Live: 101 Proof with two new studio cuts. Drink up! (RS 769)

JON WIEDERHORN (rollingstone.com)

*****

          The most important characteristic of a good live album is that it can transmit a listener into a show, I mean in one´s mind. And what´s even better: If you´ve been on a gig and it is released as an album or video, that´s just bloody great, innit?!

Well, I wasn´t at these gigs, because this material have been recorded in American leg of 'Tourkill' 1996-1997. I´ve seen the band twice: First time they warmed up for Megadeth in Helsinki in 1993 and I had a temperature of over 38 celsius! Fuck, what a trip, physically AND mentally... Second time they were headlining, again in Helsinki ice hall, and it was a good and energetic gig. But enough of that crap already.

          'Official Live' consists of fourteen live recordings and two new studio tracks. Live part is simply magnificent. The sound is heavy and good, just like you´d be standing in audience 10 metres from a stage. Very live-sounding! The band performs their songs well, imitating studio recordings very closely and sometimes making songs even better than studio versions (adding new riffing etc.). This recording comes with many Pantera live classics, such as a triple treat from 1992 studio album 'Vulgar Display of Power': 'New Level', 'Walk' and mad-thrashing 'Fucking Hostile'. Other classics are shredding 'Becoming', brutal 'Strength Beyond Strength', highly moshable 'Cowboys from Hell' and hurting 'Cemetary Gates' (Phil´s clean vocals are in a good shape). Some newer material, namely 'Sandblasted Skin' and 'War Nerve', works here better than on album (both from 1996 album 'The Great Southern Trendkill'). Just check out that fat fucking sound! Phil´s speeches between the songs are, well, just what you´d expect from him.

          The first studio recording 'Where You Come from' is a typical 'The Great Southern...' -era Black Sabbath-esque song, but not album quality (except Whiskey-praising (?!) lyrics). 'I Can´t Hide' is a great fast song, with some punk bass in the beginning, and then some true heavy metal riffing! A Classic.

          'Official Live' can transmit live energy well. No weak moment (collected from the best material, after all), a fantastic collection for beer-drinking nights.

Reviewed by Lane 09-02-2001.
Taken from Metallurgy.

Lyrics:

Where You Come From

When the world pronounced me dead
put me in the grave
then cut off my legs
it was not long
I couldn't hold my mouth
I ran my head
I ran my head

It's strange to be around again
things might have killed me
but not the bastard in the skies
I was fucking with the plan
asking for it all,
call it karma or guilt
being dragged down the road
call it wisdom or ignorance

But it's still alive
and it's in me now
and it lives and breathes
but, I can't give a fuck
I've got a big mouth
and there's a lot to learn
from a bottle of whiskey
it's where you come from
(the south)

A remedy to the curse
cold turkey, drop the bomb
on harder wares control
suspend above, become one
Look at what's around
It may piss you off
It might be shit
But I just can't lie around
Feeling sorry for myself

I could care less
(from weed and whiskey)
I fell in front of my friends
I dropped out in front of the world
you call that supernatural?
I ain't

Black wings will weather your flight
for some there's no second time
following paths of your life
I stepped off the mountain to the sky

watch your ass no
it's where you come from
it's where you come from

I Can't Hide

I've written about my inner wars,
but I could give a shit about right now,
most of me is all strength
and all of me is at war with dope
but my eyes are clear in sight
my guts are blazing,
I might have a life

I can't hide, to erase, what I've done-
last year, and the years before
It still takes assholes of all kinds
on that fact I am still clear,
(cause) I should know and now I do
I'm one of them
I'm just like you
I'm just like you
A man that stands his ground with strength

Last year, and years before
Can't hide myself
I won't try
It makes me strong
It makes me strong
It makes me strong

It blows away- weakness
It blows away- detachment
It blows away- the depression inside
It blows away- the mental withdrawal
It blows that shit away