Evolution

That this exists is an affront to music in general. I doubt that there is another album as whole-heartedly vapid as this one. If the album cover wasn't a tip-off, the song titles should have been. 1/3 of the song titles have the word "love" in them. If the "musicians" didn't have the creativity to even come up with compelling song titles, one has to believe the music inside is equally as bereft. It is lumped in with Electronica only because the "band members" wanted to record meaningless, lifeless, thoughtless Pop Punk, yet couldn't actually play any instruments. The album gets a non-zero musicianship score simply because it's discernable as music. Every song follows an identical songwriting formula (again, right in that awful late-period Pop Punk zone) and is tired after song three or four. The lyrics feel like something AI would construct after being given every Twilight book as data. The production, which one would think would be a highlight of this stye of music, is actually a low-point. It's mixed so muddy that almost nothing aside from the vocals is listenable. This lacks any redeeming qualities and is only valuable as a benchmark for what the worst in music should be.