Album number two towers over its predecessor ... There's beauty within these snapshots of frenzy where there was once just void.
But brooding in a deeper level of sonic misery and great hooks doesn’t necessarily make You’re Nothing the excellent punk album it manages to be, as it’s the growth the band displays throughout the album that really makes it worthwhile.
In the end, ‘You’re Nothing’ is a sort of toast: to loud music, hard drinking and the energy of the unbroken.
Iceage write brilliant songs; on You're Nothing, they've found a way to clarify these compositional skills without stripping away their power.
The success of Iceage’s sophomore effort lies in the newfound earnestness of Rønnenfelt’s lyrics and vocal performance.
As a whole, You're Nothing is an engaging listen, filled with small intricacies which continue to be discovered play after play.
These songs are high on energy, heavy on noise, and sloppy on rhythm – together, it’s an exhilarating rush of in-your-face songs.
Beneath the noise, the songs seem more fully realised, more memorable, than on their at times fragmentary debut.
'You're Nothing' is the magnificent transition from teens powered by punk angst to men mastering aggressive rock songs.
The real takeaway from this record should be that his band is officially worth the hype they have generated, and are capable of a whole lot more than we ever anticipated.
You’re Nothing turns everything up — it’s smarter, faster, catchier and noisier than their debut, more a Funhouse than a Rock for Light.
Drawing you in precisely because it is so uncompromising and unrelenting, You’re Nothing is anything but nothing, a rare album where you can tell the artists put everything into it and you get just as much out of it.
Iceage’s sophomore disc may not match the jagged punch and pulse of its debut, but it points the way toward an escape from its frigid, self-imposed cell.
Rønnenfelt’s vocals— still in the throes of puberty, mostly screamed in English, on the verge of going hoarse—carry the most weight. Broken down, his lyrics fall into standard-issue Anger 101, us-against-them territory. But it feels empty at times.
Even on their raw 2011 debut, Iceage knew how to sculpt the noise into songs, but You're Nothing is a huge jump forward.
Considering how this band is just out of their teens with two accomplished albums under their belts, the only thing more interesting than watching these songs played live will be seeing how this band grows from here.
You’re Nothing is as obtuse, noisy, amateur, and sometimes thrillingly good as its predecessor.
Despite its abrasiveness, You’re Nothing is resolutely conservative in its insular aim of pleasing the only audience that matters: Iceage themselves.
You're Nothing provides another solid 12 tracks of loud, bleak teenage ennui, but with a comparative lack of genre diversity.
Favorite Tracks: Ecstasy, Interlude, Burning Hand, Morals, Wounded Hearts, It Might Hit First, You're Nothing
Favorite Tracks: Ecstasy, Interlude, Burning Hand, Morals, Wounded Hearts, It Might Hit First, You're Nothing
An album that shocked me with some of the most emotionally evocative vocal performances I’ve heard in a while, as well as unrelenting guitar and drum backings.
Talk about a grower. I think the more I get into Iceage, the more I start to understand their artistic trajectory and mission statement. As I'm a huge fan of the band's artsier, softer balladry, I've overlooked the heaviness of their earliest works, which I kind of took for granted. They've drifted away from this punchy post-punk style into something that feels a bit more mature and tasteful, yet You're Nothing represents the bridge into the lyrical romanticism that would define the latter half ... read more
1 | Ecstasy 2:28 | 90 |
2 | Coalition 2:03 | 89 |
3 | Interlude 1:43 | 87 |
4 | Burning Hand 3:21 | 93 |
5 | In Haze 3:00 | 90 |
6 | Morals 3:20 | 90 |
7 | Everything Drifts 2:40 | 82 |
8 | Wounded Hearts 2:28 | 86 |
9 | It Might Hit First 1:22 | 86 |
10 | Rodfæstet 1:45 | 83 |
11 | Awake 2:26 | 82 |
12 | You're Nothing 1:44 | 91 |
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