This is whatever.
The piano and strings sound pretty artificial, and Radke’s vocals can be a bit melodramatic and cringey, and his screaming is irritating, and the lyrics are kinda dumb (per usual)
however, I will take this over whatever pandering, Tom Macdonald-worshipping bullshit he’s churning out now.
MIKE PATTON | CHAPTER ELEVEN
After some shenanigans with Mr Bungle and them breaking up pretty recently prior to this album, his two biggest bands had been shut down. There’s really nothing you can expect from Mike at any point and this little nifty album is no exception.
Going from genre to genre, all based under the rock umbrella or some offshoot of it, like your typical Faith No More album was certainly not something I expected. But this is no FNM record, this is something a bit ... read more
ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ɢʀᴜɴɢᴇ ᴘʟᴜɴɢᴇ ᴡ/ ᴅᴏᴏᴍ & ꜱᴄᴏʀᴘɪ: PART 3/25
(Alanis Best-Album-Yet?)
Funny enough, this album isn’t a bitter pill to swallow.
I’ve been wanting to listen to this album for the longest time, knowing her singles and such, and I never knew what to think in terms of what it would sound like or how I would feel, but now that I’ve listened. Yeah, this is some good damn ... read more
Ultimately, this guy has a cringey aesthetic (listen to his cover of Paparazzi by Lady Gaga, goddamnit) and some parts, like the really shitty rap part, contain equal as much cringe but I think he’s doing at least some creative stuff even if I find the whole thing conflicting.
I must say, though, Korn’s Jonathan Davis really gives his all to that chorus and it’s one of his catchier hooks I’ve heard in a bit.
ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ɢʀᴜɴɢᴇ ᴘʟᴜɴɢᴇ ᴡ/ ᴅᴏᴏᴍ & ꜱᴄᴏʀᴘɪ: PART 2/25
(THE Ⓖⓐⓥⓘⓝ Ⓕⓛⓞⓢⓢⓓⓐⓛⓔ CHRONICLES)
Now, looking into the reception of this band overall is a confusing mess, and maybe an off putting one at this, and maybe this band is just a big ball of mimickry (at least on this album) and maybe lead singer Gavin “Ross The Boss” Rossdale tries to be Kurt Cobain semi-often. All of those criticisms are ... read more
ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ɢʀᴜɴɢᴇ ᴘʟᴜɴɢᴇ ᴡ/ ᴅᴏᴏᴍ & ꜱᴄᴏʀᴘɪ: ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1/25
(🅣🅗🅔 🅔🅓 🅚🅞🅦🅐🅛🅢🅚🅘 🅒🅗🅡🅞🅝🅘🅒🅛🅔🅢)
Oh yeah motherfuckers we’re taking a plunge in the grunge of the post.
Anyways, this album is pretty airtight in the first half with many of the riffs feeling like a breath of fresh air and the songwriting across the board being somewhat risky for what genre these ... read more
BLINK-182 | CHAPTER ONE
To break the monotony of listening to forty-something albums by one singular artist, I figured I’d start another dive to concurrently go with that one. I picked this band because they’re one of the more unique bands of their genre and are a load of fun. Anyways, enough babble. Review time.
Blink (later renamed to what we’d know them as today), the three piece SoCal skate punk band, would sign with independent punk label Cargo Records after the ... read more
I normally love the gentle men and Penguinz0 but this is fucking unbearably unfunny corpse mimickry. Please stick to the fun rock music, bearded one.
Brad sounds awkward when he tries to rap genuinely and it’s about as funny as a root canal…
Fantastic release!
So I’m currently very tired at midnight, on the cusp of being sick, and I decided that I’d give this album another go. Im late, I know. I’ve had some other things going on like moving so I couldn’t really get to this album like I wanted to, but here we are. ROMCOM is the culmination of five years in the making, and I’m not really sure what happened with those five years. I mean, the original incarnation of this project entitled Dead Friends was announced back then ... read more
MIKE PATTON | CHAPTER TEN
Ten years after he entered the mainstream with Faith No More’s The Real Thing, and two after breaking up with said band, creative powerhouse and jack of all trades, master of all trades vocalist Mike Patton sees himself taking his career in another bizarre and fresh direction. Mr Bungle, up to this point, had been a band that maybe your friends played for you in their shitty tape deck in some crappy midwestern home in the middle of nowhere and it scared the shit ... read more
It’s fine. It sounds like it would play at a Dave N Busters and there’s nothing wrong with that.
A swarm of angelic guitars greets you, as does Phil Anselmo’s gorgeous clean vocals, before the punch in the face that is Dimebag Darrel brings you into another heavy dimension.
I don’t think there’s a single flaw with this song. At over seven minutes I don’t think it ever overstays it’s welcome. Anselmo’s beautiful clean vocals and emotional, screamed vocals hit like a train, showing as much soul as Darrel’s squeaky fluid guitar tone.
Speaking of ... read more
While at times a little shakey and (in the grand scheme of music as a whole) not being anything we haven’t heard before in this acoustic indie style, it is a breath of fresh air in the aoty scene and shows that clearly a ton of work was put into it. It sounds crisp. I’ll gladly take another outside of the box aoty record like this over another bland and generic electronic album from this scene, I’ll tell ya what.
Vocals even work really well with this style (vocals being ... read more
This song is so uncomfortable and weird but it’s also so funky and fun. The awkward sound effects and vocal effects mixed with the strange and cryptic lyrics combine for a very jarring but danceable track. Its starts to sound almost hell-ish by the time you finish the short three minutes. The 80’s were quite the time, man.