From Zero

It is intriguing to me that after all of the discourse surrounding the rollout of this album, it transpired that former Dead Sara screecher Emily Armstrong was maybe the strongest part of this otherwise flagging and unmemorable project. Sometimes refreshing, sometimes a surprisingly effective direct homage to Bennington, I can't say I entirely disapprove.

But not even she can save this album from the deeply regrettable Shinoda and utterly stale and predictable musicality.

Pack it up, loves. This is not what we asked for. Heavy crown indeed.