Kudos for letting Scott Ian play more than the three riffs he’s been churning out for over a decade in Anthrax, but still, this is a major disappointment.
Metachrome has all the charm of late ’80s industrial. Unfortunately, the charm seems to wear off after a few songs and reminds me of a real bad night at a club.
The Major Label machine is bent on scooping up any seductive siren crooning away over ethereal electronic rhythms, but they got more with Stella Katsoudas.