Label: Metal Blade
You know, maybe I was too hard on these lads when I reviewed their live performance with The Ocean and Cephalic Carnage. Maybe I was just put off by the heat and smell of ass that an overcrowded venue tends to permeate. Maybe… just maybe… I’m ready to give these guys another chance at winning me back.
Ok Gloom, let’s see what you’ve got to offer me…
::Fifteen minutes and thirty seconds later…::
FUCK!!! It’s still shit! Well polished, brutal, catchy shit!
…goddamn, I’m confused. I’m pretty sure that I don’t very much like what I’m hearing, but I honestly can’t stop listening to it. Jonny Davy’s vocals are just as mundane as ever and the lyrics all but scream mediocrity. But try as I might, I can’t fault the drumming. That skin punishment (in any of their release that I’ve heard) always gets my head banging. And before I forget (be it on purpose or out of simple retardation) the guitars are pure riff madness! Four tracks, innumerable amounts catchiness. ::Sigh::
Argh! I keep bouncing back and forth from, “Yeah. It’s actually pretty good.” to, “Fuck! Why am I listening to this fucking thing again?!” and it’s about to drive me crazy! I mean, there’s not a single original thing about this release! It sounds like Job For A Cowboy. If somebody was driving down the road, doing sixty while I was waiting for a bus, the bass alone would make me go, “That dumbass speeder was listening to Job For A Cowboy!” What kind of foul magic spell was cast upon this EP to make this review so damned perplexing?
Overall: I’m almost ashamed to say it, but I guess I enjoyed this EP. It’s probably what a lot of you are anticipating/dreading you’ll hear blaring out of Hot Topic as you make your way to Auntie Anne’s Pretzels. But for all its head scratching faults, it was still entertaining. And overall, that’s what I really ask of my metal.
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