A perfect example of “emo” where singers who can’t sing, and “screamo” where kids scream about life’s injustices from their parent’s homes in the burbs.
Double live CD, last with Anneke van Gierssbergen, one of the great female singer of our time. I’ve followed them from metal to pop to trip-hop and back.
Brutal, gloriously-produced, and catchy in their straightforward way, but not dynamic enough for me, a fan of melody, breakdowns, and perhaps a few harmonies.
You’d call this razor-sharp punky industrial metal if you hadn’t been listening to Ministry since ’90, cuz then you’d just call it a good genre cover band.
Great musicians with riffs like Pantera gone haywire, but they’re often so prog, you can’t headbang without second-guessing their next slippery transition.
Swedish doom, huge and looming, crystal production, sweet female vocals, and trudging guitars supporting the monster roar lamenting deep and sorrowful stuff.
Of the debut, I said ” Blends tightly-compressed Pantera groove’n’thunder with Halford screeching.” Cannibalised is pretty much the same, only heavier.
Don’t know how often I’d whip this out, but lots of these songs were sappy and dumb to start, so a mediocre Goth metal version of them is no better or worse.