Awful band name aside, Hot Milk's "A Call to the Void" comes across as slightly jarring at first; nu-metal riffs akin to acts like Powerman 5000 are featured in early songs like 'Party on My Deathbed', yet opener 'Horror Show' uses the low E-string of the guitar as its main riff - something that many post-hardcore/metal bands utilize to this day. 'Bloodstream' has more of a dance feel and focuses on the synthesizer, and 'Migrane' has frantic verses that hardshift to a catchy chorus. Then you'll have songs like 'Breathing Underwater', a radio-rock anthem that arguably was the song that attracted many to this record. Truthfully most of the instrumentation and songwriting on "A Call to the Void" benefit from the duality between both the female and male vocalists, yet the entire album is marred by one track: 'Alice Cooper's Pool House'. Lyrically it doesn't make sense and is strange, there's a very unfunny outro, and the song itself is boring in comparison to the rest of the album. It's so cringe inducing that it nearly ruins the entire album; in other words, if you're listening to this, skip that one.
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