Album Rating: 2.3

Suicide Season



In many ways, this was a huge level up for the Bring Me The Boyzones! Their sound got a beefy makeover, they stopped pretending to be the zittiest suburb in Gothenburg, and their ratio of comprehensible cringe : indecipherable buttscreams was arguably in the healthiest patch they ever managed to land it. Great! So what holds it back? Well, as they say in my local snack bar, you can take the suicide out of the season, but if you take the c h u g out of Suicide Season there will be no season and no suicide and no album and a lot of poorly adjusted teens will get salt in their eyes and their fringes. The band might be working with punchier song structures and relying less on meandering breakdowns from the depths of harmonised purgatory, but they bloat this thing out with so much palm-muted whateverness that this hardly matters. They are no longer no longer incompetent craftsmen, but they are still pumping out deeply mediocre music here. Yeah yeah, keep it coming! I’m being a little cruel; a handful of these tracks individually bang, but the album as a whole is scene cholesterol. This ties into the delicious aptness of how the highlight track “Sadness Will Never End” apes Bullet For My Valentine to oblivion, reaching derivative heights as it stands on the shoulders probably the most derivative mallcore band before…uh, this one! Sometimes music is that simple.



Edge of Your Seat



Edge of Your Seat is the only EP in the band’s canon that runs at conventional EP length, so I’m going to keep things accordingly brief: this is the first sloppy mess in a discography of sloppy messes and it suffers from almost all the same amateurisms and awkwardnesses as Count Your Blessings. The reason it managed to leapfrog the last two approximations of worthlessness is that, unlike Count Your Blessings, there’s a certain raw charm to hearing the band trying to stitch wayward dissonance and neverending bridges together into something mangled and clunky but vaguely inspired in that green way you would never get from a group who vaguely understood how to write songs or complement each other’s styles. This is not high praise, but it’s at least a vague point of attraction and since it doesn’t overstay its welcome, the tariff is high!



Music To





The only reason it doesn’t land at the bottom of the list is that its unapologetic idiocy and sheer indulgence elevate it from the realms of winceville and land it as a respectable joke at its own expense. Can’t say I’m not glad this exists.

Album Rating: 2.3

That’s the Spirit



After Sempiternal’s abrupt metamorphosis into a band that probably isn’t Linkin Park, the last thing Bring Me the Horizon, or, indeed, the wider world needed was a full-tilt rush into undercooked pop metal. That’s The Spirit is the sound of a band who thought that making a decent alt-metal record had given them the songwriting chops to pass off hooks as flimsy as “Follow You” or “Oh No”’s as earworms, to package the landfill of “Throne” or “Happy Song” as anthemic, or to get away with whatever the fuck you want to call “True Friends.” This album’s heavy fare is shrapnel compared to what they had accomplished on Sempiternal and the stabs at lighter tracks are just another round of the many, many, many growing pains for the sound that ended up on Amo. As far as uneasy compromises go, this is one for the bin.



Count Your Blessings



Five neurotic misfits hole up in Sheffield and make a half-assed puddle of genetic noise. You couldn’t make this shit up



The good news is that, unlike the two albums that follow it, Count Your Blessings is packed with distinct riffs. The bad news is that you’ve heard literally all of them on Slaughter of the Soul, and this albums shoehorns them into breakneck structureless trainwrecks that have about as much orientation and intrigue as a colony of ocean jellyfish.

Album Rating: 5.0

"if you take the c h u g out of Suicide Season there will be no season and no suicide and no album and a lot of poorly adjusted teens will get salt in their eyes and their fringes"



And theres the gold

Album Rating: 3.0 | Sound Off

Well, Johnny has definitely revealed a truth to me I didn’t know existed. I love The Sadness will never end because I loved early BFMV. This is hard to swallow.

Album Rating: 3.0 | Sound Off

Oh no.. their new single lost went full MGK with weird “glitchy” 100 gecs nonsense tossed in for good measure. At its heart it actually might just be an unreleased Boys Like Girls song.

Album Rating: 5.0

...sigh...i miss Motion City Soundtrack....

Album Rating: 3.5

@Feather it’s wild right? Like not good, just wild



@jotw thank you for sharing and shredding my favorite two records they’ve done 😭

Album Rating: 3.0 | Sound Off

@storm Almost positive I saw them at riot fest not too many years ago

Album Rating: 3.0 | Sound Off

i saw motion city soundtrack in like 2020. i forgot they existed tho ngl lol should jam again one day maybe



new song sucks lol why is this band trying to be pop punk

Album Rating: 5.0

Yay im happy feather and onions!

Album Rating: 4.0

New songs better than anything off here. Asides from maybe, Mantra I suppose

Album Rating: 4.0

Heavy metal Ed Sheeran

Album Rating: 4.5

this album still holds up

Album Rating: 3.5

jup

Album Rating: 1.5

could never get into this band.

Album Rating: 4.5

OH MY GOD THAT TRACK THAT JUST DROPPED

yeye, that new track is hot


getting daryl palumbo on it was sick, but then incorporating a heavier sound with a glitchy production style was almost just as pleasant of a surprise

shit slaps

Album Rating: 2.0

Yea Amen is pretty fucking dope. Never thought I'd see Uzi, Daryl, and BMTH all on one song, but I'm really digging the outcome.

Amen does indeed slap. Sounds like Post Human material, maybe that 2nd EP is finally on the way.

Slaps!