Musically their best since Radiosurgery but lyrically their weakest. Halfway thru songs begin to meld into one but they regain individuality by Frankenstein's Monster, too bad it's the last song on the album.
If you took Flyleaf and injected with 1000 lbs of adrenaline. And better, in every way.
These guys live in this music corner, cozy and cold, like a Minnesota winter. It's that sound, all the time. And I just can't get enough of it. Good shit.