Alesana

Where Myth Fades to Legend (Fearless)
by Scott Hefflon

If you’ve heard of this “emo” thing where singers who can’t sing for shit, but still do, and “screamo” where dipshit kids whose balls haven’t dropped scream about life’s injustices from their parent’s homes in the suburbs, you’d be hard-pressed to find a better example than this band, whateverthefucktheirnameis. They’re signed to Fearless, who hasn’t had a hit since At The Drive-In, unless you consider Plain White T’s a hit, which, if you do, earns you a beating from every single human over the age 13 in every English-speaking country in the world. Seriously.

I vaguely remember trashing their first CD, because some PR hack who’s long since been replaced convinced me it was worth listening to, and this turd is just more of the same. Fuckin’ awful. Screamo at its worst. I got this CD for free, and I still want my money back.
(www.fearlessrecords.com)