Sevendust — Truth Killer
✦✦✧✧ This is both the weirdest and heaviest thing that Sevendust have put out, both fresh and tired at the same time. Hey, at least it’s chock full of surprises!
✦✦✧✧ This is both the weirdest and heaviest thing that Sevendust have put out, both fresh and tired at the same time. Hey, at least it’s chock full of surprises!
✦✦✦✧ You know what this reminds me of? VAST. It reminds me of a djentier, heavier VAST.
I fucking love VAST!
✦✦✦✧ While not as experimental or envelope-pushing as previous albums, this is still a tasty slab of grindish thrashy metalcore. Half the many riffs here are groovy as hell, while the other half are just punishing.
✦✦✧✧ This is a frustrating mixed bag of an album, with passages of satisfying crunch tempered by synthpop-informed atmospherics and no real consideration for flow or momentum. Holocene is dogged by a pervasive feeling of building up for a climactic payoff that never comes.
✦✦✦✧ This is a goddamned winner, folks. Virtuosic technical death metal with surprisingly catchy hooks and even more unique cleans sprinkled tastefully throughout. I don’t know how they manage to sound dynamic while also keeping the foot on the gas. Innovative, groovy, just rad as hell. Also did I mention that Cattle Decap is as gross as ever?
✦✦✧✧ This is my frontrunner for the most ChatGPT djent album of the year.
✦✦✦✧ Body Count meets Sick Of It All meets latter-day Childish Gambino. II feel that shit! Also, for lots of reasons, this might be the sexiest metal album I review all year. Just listen to it; it’s 15 tracks in under 30 minutes.
✦✧✧✧ Oh great. More Brooklyn black metal Boris nonsense, only with even less listenability and more of their hellshrieking and unintelligible chaos. Good thing they made it a double album. I warned them last time that they were flirting with a one-star review. And here we are.
✦✦✦✧ This is actually pretty good! Kip frankly sounds better than ever. And the rest of the band are a murderer’s row of musicianship. That said, the band now find themselves exactly where they’ve always been: just outside every envelope we’d assumed contained them. Not quite Kix, not quite Dokken, not quite King’s X, not quite Queensrÿche… but somehow evocative of all of them.
✦✦✦✧ This is what it would’ve sounded like if Slayer had pivoted to thrash in 1987.
What are you waiting for? Get in the pit, hessians! No mercy!!