Tony Esposito went to the Kurt Cobain School of Unintelligible Lyrics, but he does it in a pop punk sense. There are real guitars here, like shredding guitars.
On 11th proper studio record, James Hetfield is riffing like a mother on songs that run on too long. Nothing groundbreaking, but there’s crunch-crunch aplenty.
This song has it all: Slayeresque evil half-steps, hardcore group choruses, death metal roar, melodic hardcore verses, galloping thrash, & scowling breakdowns.
Everyone who pays attention to heavy rock knows the duo as Lars Ulrich’s kids, but these little shits eschew metal pretension for Jack White Stollsteimer basics.
Vanity is Starflyer 59’s 16th full release, and it’s treading the same ground as the last four, except without a near-great tune like “Young in My Head.”