No, no, no... this is all so wrong! Whoever thought that combining bad dance with the worst of bad Nu-Metal was a good idea was mistaken. Who’s to blame? The Prodigy? Perhaps. But as the genre cross-pollination became more broadly accepted, further dilutions and commercially-orientated permutations ultimately gave us Pendulum and later releases by Linkin Park. And this abomination by Manumit.
They claim originality through the fusion of superficially divergent influences, but they’re only kidding themselves. The cover art suggests it’s supposed to be ‘deep’, the title implies something abrasive, hard-edged. But it’s limper than a comatose septuagenarian's cock, and about as threatening as a dead goldfish.
|
And all the songs sound the same. The same drum builds, the same synth sounds, the same melodic vocals with screamy backing and overdriven guitar sound that’s lacking any real definition, chugging out those generic Nu-Metal power chords. Any notional originality has been exhausted by the end of the first track, leaving nine recurring experiences of depressing déjà vu.
|
