Review Summary: You don't have to wear a condom.. Ghost Atlas is surprisingly clean..
Yea.. No.. I know..
I got nothing but hate on my last review.. But god dmnt(pun intended) I'm going to win you sputnik hipsters love..
Remind you, this is MY opinion..
Grab yourself some fresh baked buns America!! Ghost Atlas's new Lp is exactly the kind of meat that you want to wedge between them..
These guys are great because they haven't completely sold their bodies for fresh $dough$(pun intended) like sloppy corporate whores..
They sort of sound like Anberlin and One Direction (girls scream!) all jacked up on coke and alcohol...
The whole album really smoothly transitions from heaviest songs to not so heavy ones.. but the gems here are the slower and acoustic style ones...
The singers voice is definitely heavily produced (bet he sounds like the man version of Lady Gaga without it, oh wait they're both men) but it works.. couple of the songs will hook you like crack with some of the catchiness of the choruses (i.e. Elixer of Life, Sacred Organs, Rain Maker) You're sure to' rape the repeat button a few times, and you don't have to feel guilty about it.. or wait 10 years to see your dad again... (doctor says not to talk about it)
But.. not to worry... This is album is just the sort of great music that keeps me going when my prescription runs out..
Give them a listen, and I promise you will like it...
