Sometimes, when a band makes a drastic change to their sound, it can pay off in a huge way, but California deathcore originators Suicide Silence have shown what the worst-case scenario sounds like. On their self-titled fifth album, Suicide Silence sound like a garage band sloppily covering Korn and Deftones through a microphone they found in a dumpster.
Album opener "Doris" is a horrendous journey through unoriginal nu metal throwback riffs, alongside the most repulsive-sounding vocals one could imagine. Sadly, this track is the highlight of the album.
While other deathcore bands such as Whitechapel or Chelsea Grin have successfully incorporated clean vocals into their music, Suicide Silence have made a mockery of themselves by doing so. Songs like "Run" or "The Zero" sound like leftovers from a carelessly assembled Godsmack album.
Singer Eddie Hermida's croons become increasingly intolerable as the album progresses, but his screams are possibly some of the worst to ever grace a metal album. On "Hold Me Up Hold Me Down," he sounds more like a drunk screaming at a karaoke bar than the singer of one of the most popular deathcore bands. Closing track "Don't Be Careful You Might Hurt Yourself" is filled with shrieks that sound like a pre-pubescent teenager is performing them.
The instrumentation on the album highlights another downfall for the band, as they haphazardly throw together uninspired riffs that sound more like a jam session than a structured piece of music. The band achieve rare success at putting together a listenable riff, but even these moments are spoiled by lazy drumming.
The album drags along at a glacial pace, with few songs having a clear beginning or end; each track on the album lasts about four minutes, yet they feel like an eternity. This is made even worse by the atrocious recording quality.
Suicide Silence has virtually no redeeming qualities to it. If it weren't for the legacy the band has created through their previous releases, this album wouldn't have been worth listening through to the end.
(Nuclear Blast)Album opener "Doris" is a horrendous journey through unoriginal nu metal throwback riffs, alongside the most repulsive-sounding vocals one could imagine. Sadly, this track is the highlight of the album.
While other deathcore bands such as Whitechapel or Chelsea Grin have successfully incorporated clean vocals into their music, Suicide Silence have made a mockery of themselves by doing so. Songs like "Run" or "The Zero" sound like leftovers from a carelessly assembled Godsmack album.
Singer Eddie Hermida's croons become increasingly intolerable as the album progresses, but his screams are possibly some of the worst to ever grace a metal album. On "Hold Me Up Hold Me Down," he sounds more like a drunk screaming at a karaoke bar than the singer of one of the most popular deathcore bands. Closing track "Don't Be Careful You Might Hurt Yourself" is filled with shrieks that sound like a pre-pubescent teenager is performing them.
The instrumentation on the album highlights another downfall for the band, as they haphazardly throw together uninspired riffs that sound more like a jam session than a structured piece of music. The band achieve rare success at putting together a listenable riff, but even these moments are spoiled by lazy drumming.
The album drags along at a glacial pace, with few songs having a clear beginning or end; each track on the album lasts about four minutes, yet they feel like an eternity. This is made even worse by the atrocious recording quality.
Suicide Silence has virtually no redeeming qualities to it. If it weren't for the legacy the band has created through their previous releases, this album wouldn't have been worth listening through to the end.
