Very pedestrian. The riffs themselves aren't bad but the poppy song structures and
omnipresent, monotone vocals (and I mean seriously monotone; barely any variation
in pitch or delivery) sap the album of any potential highlights. 36 minutes of deathpop.
In the Minds of Monotony. Deicide's latest offering showcases a band (mostly) going through the motions. Sure, this has a few good riffs here and there but differentiating one track from another is a difficult task. Better luck next time Satan and co. m/
Recycled. It sounds like they tried to make all of the riffs sound eerily similar to one another... on purpose. It just sounds kind of like a heavier version of those trendy local thrash bands who just play the same riff 10 times in a row on their album. Too bad. I expected something refreshing from Deicide.
OH MY GOD! THIS WAS A SHOCKER TO HEAR! It totally sounds like every single other album Deicide has ever made ever. And then there's that part where he growls all in the same key (hint: it's every part.) But I can still beat my head against a desk to it, so I guess it balances out.